I'm hungry.
And it's not the kind of hungry where you just eat something to make it go away. It's the kind of hungry where you are more interested in the experience of eating than just having a full stomach. At times like this my mind starts racing with memorable culinary experiences I've had, followed by an incessant need to list some of them (which I will, in an extended entry), followed by the sadness I feel over writing about food I've enjoyed when so many people in this world go hungry... really hungry... every day...
My McChicken reminder of Happy Meals and hunger.
Hmmm... errr... uhhh... if anybody knows of a good way to seamlessly transition from talking about food to talking about urinal cakes, please let me know. In the meanwhile, I'll do what I usually do, and use the "blunt force" method which involves simply starting a new paragraph.
What is the deal with urinal cakes being PINK? And it's not even a manly kind of pink... it more of a feminine pink that you'd find on panties (not that I am claiming to actually own any of these panties) or a little girl's bedspread (not that I am claiming to be uncomfortably familiar with little girl's bedding preferences)...
Every time I step up to a urinal and find a little pink hockey puck floating in the bottom, I want to scream at the injustice of it all. Urinal cakes should be BLUE... or maybe even GREEN... but not yellow and certainly never, EVER, pink. If I were forced to choose between a bathroom which smelled like rancid urine and one that had pretty pink pellets in the urinal, I'D CHOOSE THE RANCID URINE SMELL EVERY TIME!! It may be unpleasant, odor-wise, but at least I won't have to suffer the indignity of having what little manhood I posses assaulted by girlie urinal cakes.
Anyway, if you have any appetite left at all, a partial list of favorite food experiences are in an extended entry...
Ten experiences in culinary excellence that I would re-live if I had the time and money to do so...
- Fly to Columbus, Ohio and have no less than three servings of "Pasta Salvi" from Salvi's Bistro. Pasta Salvi is the singular most sublime food I've ever put in my mouth. They take a heavy-cream white sauce, layer it between lasagna noodles with cheese, refrigerate until solid, slice into chunks, roll the chunks in bread crumbs, deep-fat-fry the chunks until golden brown, bake until heated, and then top with red sauce and mozzarella. I used to go to Columbus a few times a year for work, and ended up eating Pasta Salvi three times a day. If I lived in the city, I would weigh 700 pounds and live in a tent in Salvi's parking lot. I have dreams about eating Pasta Salvi, and hope to make it back again this year (fingers crossed). Orgasmic.
- Drive to Spokane, Washington for two slices of "The Da Vinci" at David's Pizza with a bottle of Stewart's Orange Cream Soda. I have eaten pizza all over the world and can honestly say this is the best pizza I've ever tasted. Contemporary, hand-tossed crust is topped with red sauce, mozzarella, and feta cheese. After baking to perfection in a pizza oven, the pizza is topped with fresh tomato slices and served hot. I actually like the pizza best when it has set out and is reheated, but will take it any way I can get it.
- Fly to London, England for an "Egg and Fire-Roasted Tomato Sandwich" from Pret-A-Manger. The best breakfast sandwich ever. Period. A fantastically crusty baguette is the foundation on which perfection is built. I eat them every single morning I'm in the UK. Oddly enough, the Prets I've eaten at in Hong Kong and New York do not have this miracle sandwich.
- Fly to New York, New York for a bagel with cream cheese from Ess-a-Bagel in Midtown. My beloved Pick-A-Bagel has closed up shop, so I found a new love at Ess-A-Bagel which serves up a nice, big, perfectly chewy bagel that makes any "bagel" you can get here in Washington taste like total crap.
- Fly to Paris, France and have a Belgian Waffle from the street vendor at the base of the Eiffel Tower "avec du sucre s'il vous plaît!" All desserts and pastry taste better in Paris than anywhere in the world. So much so, that I pretty much eat nothing else when I am in the city. I start with the best croissants on earth, dripping with savory butter for breakfast, then descend into a orgy of sugar-filled debauchery from there. As the night comes to a close, nothing finishes the evening better than a walk to the Eiffel Tower for a Belgian waffle from the street vendor that's across the street next to the small carousel off Le Pont d'Iéna. Something about the way they warm them up and dust them with powdered sugar makes them the best dessert ever. Being surrounded by the magic of Paris is probably the reason it tastes so good, but whatever...
- Fly to Rome, Italy for Fettucini Alfredo from Alfredo alla Scrofa and gelato for dessert. The biting awesomeness of parmesan cheese, hand-tossed over butter noodles at your table for REAL Fettucini Alfredo from the restaurant that invented the dish. Once you've had the real thing, the junk you order anywhere else tastes like flavorless noodle paste with crap poured on top. And, since any trip to Italy would be pointless without having a cone of stratiacella gelato for dessert, a trip to a neighborhood gelateria is essential.
- Fly to Vero Beach, Florida for a side-dish of "Smashed Potatoes" from Shutters Restaurant at the Disney Resort. I love potatoes. A lot. Usually I satisfy my craving by heading to Taco Bell for a bowl of Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes. But if I had a choice, I'd head to Shutters at Vero Beach for their lumpy, bumpy, leave-the-skins-on, not-quite-mashed potatoes that are so good they simply must have tons of butter and sour cream blended in. Or crack cocaine, which would be okay too. Hopefully it's not chicken broth, which would be bad. But these taters are so amazing the chicken sacrifice would be worth it.
- Fly to Thailand for uhhhhhh... Thai food. Other than the pleasure of the people, scenery, and landmarks... the food in Thailand is amazing. From the cheapest street vendors right up to the priciest of restaurants, Thailand serves up one delicious vegetarian dish after another. My favorite food memory from Thailand was eating rice with a sweet-and-sour pineapple sauce in a restaurant that was out in the middle of Phang Nga Bay that is reachable only by boat. Talk about atmosphere. After Italy, Thailand is home to my favorite foods.
- Fly to Barcelona, Spain for tapas at an authentic tapas bar off Las Ramblas. Having authentic Spanish tapas from an authentic tapas bar is an experience that's really hard to top. Being vegetarian, I stick mostly to the cheese and potato-based dishes, but there are dozens of varieties to choose from, so that's never a problem.
- Fly to Edinburgh, Scotland for a vegetarian dinner of anything at David Bann's just off The Royal Mile. Though this restaurant is tied with "Greens" in San Francisco for my favorite vegetarian restaurant... the fact that it's located in my favorite city on earth gives it the edge. Everything on the menu is sublime, but I had a cheddar tart that was so good I nearly applied for citizenship. Even if you're not a vegetarian, the food here is worth the trip.
Five "local" runner-ups...
- Fly to Chicago, Illinois for pizza from the Giordano's on 730 North Rush. Love their deep-dish pizza with a cold beer on a hot day. For dessert, I'd walk up the street to the Johnny Rocket's and have a Streamliner Burger (it's veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
- Drive over to Seattle, Washington for a plate of "Cappellacci di Zucca" from Il Fornaio at Pacific Place. The sweet goodness of butternut squash is blended with walnut bits, tucked into ravioli pasta pillows, topped with a succulent red sauce and brown butter, then accompanied by fried sage leaves (which are magic when crumbled on top with a freshly-grated parmesan). For dessert, I'd walk upstairs to Johnny Rocket's and have a Streamliner Burger (it's veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
- Fly down to San Francisco for a loaf of Sourdough French Bread from Boudin's on the wharf with plenty of butter. My favorite bread in one of my favorite cities. For dessert, I'd walk up the street to the Johnny Rocket's and have a Streamliner Burger (it's veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
- Fly to San Antonio, Texas for perfect cheese & onion enchiladas on the Riverwalk with plenty of sour cream. I'd list a restaurant, but I've eaten at three different properties on the Riverwalk, and all of them were excellent. I can only guess this means that San Antonio has the most perfect Mexican food ever. For dessert, I'd take a leisurely water taxi around the loop and hop off at Commerce Street so I could walk up to Johnny Rocket's and have a Streamliner Burger (it's veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
- Drive over to Seattle, Washington for naan and eggplant bharta from Maharaja Indian Restaurant on East Pike. I've had a lot of Indian food in a lot of cities, but I always come back to Seattle for my very favorite. For dessert, I'd walk down the street to the Johnny Rocket's across from Pike Place Market and have a Streamliner Burger (it's veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
Well this didn't help me out at all... now I am more hungry than I was when I started. Something tells me the peanut butter sandwich I'm having for dinner isn't going to fix this.
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i’m going to have to check out the seattle haunts. my mouth is watering thinking about the sage. mmm!
Ah!!! You really are getting close to a porn career aren’t you? What with the naked Lil’ Dave bottom on display…if there is a market for Lil’ Dave porn, I do NOT want to know about it!
I was torn about Chicago pizza holding such a low spot on the list, but, that deal in Columbus does sound pretty decadent, and who can argue with tappas in Spain??
I was eating aglio e olio buried under a snowy mountain of grated Parmigiano Reggiano while reading your scrumptious (sans urinal cake) post. Cheap to make and delicious! Any memorable foods you have made yourself?
RW and I have had some really wonderful meals in and around Chicago (see RW’s reviews) but alas, few were vegetarian. I had some sublime foie gras at Les Deux Autres in Glen Ellen that melted in your mouth! (sorry, geese…)and the escargots in pastry were…stop! I’ve already eaten and now I’m hungry all over!
By the way, the hospital where I work has green cakes. You want I should steal some for you?
Oh my god…I am salivating from reading this post (and think that I’ve gained a pound or two in the process). Especially the Cappellacci di Zucca. It sounds amazing.
Ok, here’s my question: Do you normally pull your pants down below your ass exposing your naked buttocks when you pee at a urinal? Just curious.
I think it’s so cute that you would go to Disney’s Vero Beach resort. I have ownership in the Disney Vacation Club, and Vero Beach is one of their resorts, but I’ve never been there.
Ok. This entry makes me want to curl up in your blog, pull it up under my chin, snuggle in and go to sleep.
If seeing your “Super Sweet Ass” with pink urinal cakes wasn’t enough (thank you – request fulfilled)…I am three paragraphs into reading the continuation of Cake and need to take a break to masticate.
Thank you Dave!
Dave, you’re scaring the children. I can’t believe that you get that worked up about frakking urinal cakes.
Ms. Sizzle… Oh yes… the sage totally makes that dish. From time to time I’ll notice somebody order the Cappellacci di Zucca AND LEAVE THE SAGE ON THE PLATE!! It freaks me out. The are missing out on part of the flavor that makes the dish so amazing. I keep meaning to try something else at Il Fornaio… but cannot resist my favorite dish!
Diane… If I ate meat or loved vegetables on my pizza, the Chicago deep dish would rate much higher. But straight cheese (which is my favorite) is a bit much to take without anything else, so I try to eat it only once or twice a year.
Undisciplined… I make a pretty mean dish of cheese & onion enchiladas. Oh… and I can’t forget my Perfect Fried Egg Sandwich!!
Mrs. RW… Hey! I thought that Chicago had a ban on torturing geese for foie gras!! Truth be told, I’d rather eat one of your green urinal cakes than foie gras! 🙂
Amanda… I’m not sure where you live, but there are Il Fornaio restaurants in cities other than Seattle. I don’t know if the menu is the same, but it might be worth checking out to see if there’s one near you!
Eve… Hey hey hey… let’s not confuse Lil’ Dave with myself! I pee with my pants UP, thankyouverymuch! But, you obviously haven’t seen Lil’ Dave naked, or else the reason as to why HIS pants end up around his ankles would be clear…
Vero Beach is pretty sweet. I mean, it’s no Hawaii or Bali, but Disney has done a very nice job with the resort.
Nancycle… Even though I know what masticate means, you make it sound so… naughty! Maybe it’s that my Super Sweet Ass was in that paragraph? 🙂
Mark… BUT THEY’RE PINK!!! GAAAHH!! 🙂
LOL!! That snapshot of Li’l Dave – along with Big Dave? – just sprang up (lol!!) while I was previewing this! 😀
I definitely prefer the cakes white so they don’t even seem to be there. Not sure who picked pink. Probably someone who thinks cheddar cheese must be orange to be real.
Speaking of which… Boudin bread from the Wharf in SF is one of *the* breads to eat with that awesome cheddar cheese I mentioned a week or two ago. Real butter – real bread (oven warmed – never microwaved) – real cheese. C’est magnifique! (apologies to Laurence if I mangled that!)
There was a vendor when I lived in Berkeley about a million years ago – I would buy three of the most amazing steamed pork buns, along with a huge and delicious almond cookie every single day upon exiting the BART station there. It was amazing. And for lunch in the City I would walk some 12 blocks each way to a little croissant place that had huge stuffed croissants (long before the Yuppies arrived) – spinach and swiss – or ham and swiss – or sometimes one of each. Those two meals every day were more reward than any paycheck. 😉
Nancycle… Oh you are so on! I went to the Hard Rock twice because I loved it so much, so I didn’t get to eat much else because I was in the city for such a short time. I am ashamed to admit that I totally missed out on the Montreal Bagel, which makes me want to kick myself almost daily. I don’t know that they could ever replace a New York Bagel in my heart, but I want very much to give them the chance! 🙂
Kapha… Sourdough bread with cheddar cheese is heavenly. But I don’t know any local cheeses in San Francisco, so I choose to eat real, creamy, delicious, savory butter. I love almond cookies if they’ve got enough butter in them… and croissants… ooooooh don’t get me started. 🙂
Not to make you jealous or anything, but I stop by Ess-a-Bagel every day for breakfast. SO GOOD. They render all other “bagels” rubber donuts.
BITCH!!!
Okay. I don’t really mean that. I read your blog regularly and think you are a perfectly wonderful person. But I am very much in love with New York bagels… you would understand this if you were to come to Washington State and eat the total crap that passes for a “bagel” here.
Okay. I really do mean it.
A little bit. 🙂
Yes, yes I think your “Super Sweet Ass” may have had something
to do with it. Italics have a way of
conveying a certain message … don’t they? ;-D
….Actually, I find that I’m masticating more than usual
lately, practically all the time…
Who knew Lil Dave was hung like a horse?! Pants around his
ankles!?…Looks like step ladder might be in order…
😀
Indeed. “Lil’ Dave” should get a new name…
Hey… wait a second, Nancycle! I was totally replying to your comment about eating in Montreal… but you posted it on my previous entry!
Are you trying to make me look more insane than I already am?? 🙂
At least you have bagels. Can’t find them anywhere here in Brisbane, not even crap ones. Guess Australians don’t believe in them.
Many years ago I was helping my brother move into a new apartment in a rather, er, questionable neighbourhood in Massachusetts. The previous residents had hung a urinal cake up in one of the rooms as an air freshener. Most disgusting thing ever – even more than the second bedroom that had been wallpapered with love heart contact paper.
You should get some fish & chips from Jack’s Fish at Pike Place Market. Best in the world, breaded with panko and crispy and mmmmdelicious!
Mooselet… The only way I can even remotely tolerate the “bagels” here is if they are in some way camouflaged. This mostly involves choosing a strong flavor… like pesto… so I can make believe I am eating chewy bread instead of an actual bagel (which they are not). As for urinal cake deodorizers… haven’t these people ever heard of Lysol?!?
Kristin… As a vegetarian, the fish is outside my eating habits. When at the Market, I usually walk across the street for a meal at Johnny Rockets, then had back to the market for those freshly-made little donuts they sell past the newsstand. They make me smile. 🙂
Il Fornaio will have to be on my list, when I stay in Seattle on Thursday evening… The butternut squash ravioli sounds perfectly delectible! …I was looking for something good to go and try while down on business!
What a timely post! Thanks Dave!
I’m almost mortified to admit this, and honestly, I almost too it to email because it’s just TOO weird to admit but…heck, I’ll be honest and you have to promise not to make fun of me because I have NO control over my idiotic relatives whatsoever…
But with that said, my brother owns a chemical company that manufactures urinal pucks. OK, they make a lot of janitorial supplies, but that’s one of their products. Why don’t you ask him why they’re pink. Because I have no clue. All I know is, he makes good money on this stuff and he’s an insufferable ass.
I’m scared of insufferable asses! Can’t YOU ask him for me?? 🙂
Damn you, it´s only 9 in the morning and I have a craving for a Rome-Barcelona-Bankok 24 hour food overdose.
I´m gonna have to go to Zetas, which is a botanical garden fairly close by. They have an excellent café. Perfect food, perfect place. http://www.zetas.nu but it´s only in swedish (and kid of sucky to be honest).
Ahhh!!!!!! My eyes!!!! Must find something for the burning!
Holy crap! I am totally remembering this list for when I win the Powerball. That will give me something to do while I am newly idle-rich.
I am so very glad I ate well prior to reading this post otherwise I’d be very hungry/jealous, but I have some leftover Fancy Mac and Cheese (Guyere, Romano, Parmesan, 2 other cheeses mixed with heavy whipping cream over penne pasta) from Iron Star to keep me happy.
The whole urinal puck issue that you have is very weird. Pink is a lovely colour, even for mens toilets. Bad monkey seems to think so, although he may get a bad tummy if he eats too many of them. I never thought I would relax my eyes in order to see a cartoon penis! You are making us as weird as you! I pass 2 prets on the way to work everyday – but I’ve never had breakfast there, I will try it one day in your honour. Also, I have eaten at Boudins in San Francisco – I had a sourdough pizza which was very very yummy.
You went from food to urinal cakes back to food. Interesting . . .
Urinal cakes, and forgive me if this has been pointed out already … I browsed the comments and didn’t see it, should be the color of your sports arch-rival’s colors.
I’m not a big sports fan. But I am surrounded by rabid Ohio State Football fans. I think Maize and Gold cakes (Michigan? Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong) cakes would sell big here.
Even the women would find a way to use them. Maybe a Maize and Gold douche for them … or would Scarlet and Gray be preferable? Would that be a reward-type or punishment-type thing?
OK…I’m confused now too (easily done).
We all look insane now….Way to go DAVE! (Truth be known, you’ll fit right in – offer stands!)
🙂
The real question is, can Margalit get the answer.
I want that chicken!… and thanks for clarifying that Cartoon Dave’s anatomical misfortune is what causes the little guy to drop his drawers while going #1 while standing up.
I have plenty of my own issues with public restrooms and urinals in particular. But I gotta tell you that your little rant takes the (urinal) cake.
I was going to cry if you didn’t have Giordano’s on that list somewhere.
I’ve seen pink urinal cakes, but they’re the minority for me. Most I see are blue or green. Where do you pee?
Now I understand why you were so excited about Salvi’s Bistro in your comment on my last post. We didn’t get the chance to go there this time but will definitely try to make the detour on our next pass through to the inlaws!
Ahhhhhhh! Kevin, you reminded me where I *have* seen pink urinal cakes. Yes, me, a girl, who uses the girl’s restroom. However, downtown at the State/Lake stop, one of the entrances to the blue line had pink urinal cakes lining the walls. I will never forget it, because I had to ask my friend what they were.
Lining the walls?!?! What kind of screwed-in-the-head decorator did they hire?
glorious food porn. I am so glad Kapgar sent me here.
–if you love potatoes, you’ve got to have the saffron mashed potatoes at Churrasco’s in Houston. Whenever I go I start with a plate of them instead of a salad, then extra instead of whatever veg they were going to force on me, then usually another serving in lieu of dessert. heaven.
–I grew up in the SF Bay Area eating the best bread in the entire world, but my parents moved us to Houston when I was 13, so when I moved back to the city after college I made a point of having Boudin’s every morning for breakfast. For $1 I’d get a toasted sandwich roll with as much butter and jam as I wanted from the Boudin’s at the corner of Market & Montgomery, and then I’d call my dad and tease him til he hung up on me. hey, it was his decision to move, not mine.
–the best Mexican food in the world is actually in Austin, just over an hour north of San Antonio. the next time you’re in the Lone Star state head up to the capital and go to any of the many Taqueria Arandas hole-in-the-walls, or either Curras. You won’t be able to enjoy my perfect food, Enchiladas Curras, seeing as they’re covered in carne guisada instead of ranchero sauce, but there’ll be enough good stuff there to make you say “Riverwalk? What the hell kind of touristy crap is that?”
–the next time you’re in LA let me know and I’ll take you to the Hotel Del Coronado in San Diego for amazing straciatella gelato, Citizen Smith in Hollywood for the best mac n’ cheese ever served in a restaurant, and Johnny Rocket’s on the Promenade in Santa Monica for a Streamline Burger (it’s veggie) with no grilled onions and extra mayo.
Göran… The sad thing is that I would gladly have ANY of these dishes for breakfast! I would eat Pasta Salvi for every meal if they opened early enough!
Mark… If a cartoon ass causes this much trouble, I fear for the day you see an ACTUAL ass! Or is it the urinal cakes??
Frances… I love Mac and Cheese, and this sounds divine! The best I’ve had was at the Icon Grill in Seattle. They BAKE the mac and three cheese miracle until crusty on top, then provide you with a small glass of warm cheese to dump on the top. Heaven.
Serap… Boudin’s does make a pretty good pizza. I’ve had it many times. Bad Monkey would probably be okay if he was chewing on fresh, unused urinal cakes instead of taking them out of all the urinals to goof around.
Avitable… I’m a gifted writer, there’s no doubt about it. I’d like to see John Grisham attempt THAT!
Delmer… As a Husky fan, I would gladly pee on a WSU puck! 🙂
Nancycle… Don’t be too quick with that offer… I’ve tentative plans to be in Toronto next year… and have made the drive to Montreal before!
Juli… One man’s misfortune… 🙂
Part-Time-Buddha… THEY’RE PINK!! PINNNNNK!!
Kapgar… Apparently I pee in all the wrong restrooms?
Jeff… Of all the many places I’ve eaten on this earth, Salvi’s is far and away my favorite. I am delerious just thinking about it.
Diane… WTF?? Urinal cakes as DECORATION?!?? That’s a new one! 🙂
Erin… Houston has a nice hard rock now, but I’m a real sucker for mashed potatoes, and so Churrasco’s will absolutely be on my list. Boudin’s makes amazing cheese sandwiches, but you can’t always get them toasted, which is a shame. Austin’s Hard Rock has closed (sadness) so Austin restaurant advice is welcome! I’ve eaten at ALL the LA Johnny Rockets, and my FIRST Johnny Rockets experience was the one in Santa Monica, which remains my favorite. I was at Citizen Smith but didn’t have the mac and cheese, unfortunately… I did have their French fries, which are to die for though! 🙂 I’ve been to Coronado once for a wedding… it is a wonderful place, but most of the food at the buffet had meat in it, so all I could have was a salad. 🙁
Errr, I don’t think the subway urinal cakes were meant as a decoration. I think they were really there to combat pee-smell.
Houston’s Hard Rock was the go-to restaurant for all pre-dance dinners in high school. the waiters got to know us and the A-Z movie list we made while waiting for our food. we were told it even went up on a bulletin board in the kitchen a couple times.
Oh! Eatzi’s in Houston. you must go there. google it. I cannot do it justice here.
Icon Grill is now first on my list of reasons to go to Seattle. which I must do soon, cause that small glass of warm cheese on top of baked mac n’ cheese (best way to have it: crusty bits galore!) sounds wonderful.
there are many more wonderful places to eat in Austin and I’m happy to send/accompany you to any of them. go to http://www.alamodrafthouse.com if you want to see what heaven on earth looks like.
This isn’t the first time I’ve heard about Giordano’s pizza. Must be some good stuff!
They make them pink because pink “relaxes” men. If you’re more “relaxed”, you can aim better.
It’s true. Look it up.
I can second the notion that SF has the best sour dough bread.
I am also at liberty to comment on the best Mexican food for me was enjoyed in San Antonio.
Now, for the best poutine, sugar pie that would be Quebec.
To enjoy a really sweet and sticky beaver tail, Ottawa has it. Best enjoyed while skating on the Rideau Canal. It’s an experience.
🙂
You have had a beaver tail, haven’t you Dave?
Uhhh… I don’t think that means what I think it means…
please elabourate
Diane, I concur. And there are some other El stops that could use the same decoration.
OK. To enter the Chicago-pizza fray – Eduardos is my favorite but it’s a little off the beaten path.
It seems like you like pasta (understatement). So if you are ever in Pittsburgh, go to Harris Grill and have their Mac-n-Cheese. Wow, just plain wow.
You’re brilliant ! I really think that you have a super power : YOUR IMAGINATION.
Anyway, why putting pink pellets in men’s bathroom? It’s a little bizarre.
What is bizarre again ? Going to Paris for eating BELGIAN waffle !!! There, I am teasing you 😛
Because I experience this and… Oh my God… you’re absolutly right ! “Une gaufre avec du sucre s’il vous plaît” est absolument divin !
The next time you come in Paris, you should try the new veggies’ restaurants. For example, the “Bioboa” with “le veggie cheese burger” juste à côté les Pyramides du Louvre !
PS Do you realize that I made a transition between pink pellets and food ? 😀
uhm.. is it weird that those pictures made me giggle? Fly to Northern VA for the best Wendys!! (I kid you not)
Chicago DID ban foie gras. But they didn’t ban “duck terrine”. So there, politicians!
It will please you that Australia has the best Thai food out of Thailand.
Perhaps the urinals are pink for breast cancer also?
Diane… It’s an odd way to kill odors, I give it that much! The Urinal Cake Wall has a nice ring to it though.
Erin… The OLD Houston Hard Rock was out in the middle of nowhere and was practically vacant both times I had visited. The new one is in a much better location and I like it quite a lot. I love Austin, so I hope to make it back one of these days. 🙂
Dawn… It is pretty darn special, I tell you what!
Miss Britt… Not that I am doubting you, but where can one look this up? Personally, I find blue much more relaxing. 😀
Nancycle… Sugar pie?!? Like my hyperactivity level needs a boost! 🙂 And are you talking ACTUAL beaver tail here… like from the little animals that chew down trees and build dams?? Doesn’t seem like it would make for good eatin’!
Hannah… Eduardo’s or Edwardo’s? Because I have eaten at Edwardo’s in Hyde Park and think it’s amazing… they have good sauce! Eduardo’s (on The Loop… Dearborn maybe?) is good too, though I always end up eating at Giordano’s.
Tanya… Oooh! I love Pittsburgh! Harris Grill sounds interesting… EVERY TUESDAY IS BACON NIGHT! 🙂
Laurence… The Belgian waffles are actually kind of crude and simple when compared to other French pastries and desserts… but for some reason, I love them best in all of Paris. Perhaps the view of the Eiffel Tower makes them taste better?
Hanh… Wendy’s?? The burger chain?? All I can eat there is a Frosty with French fries… would they really be better in Northern VA??? Curious!
Mrs. RW… Poor duckies. 😛
Ben… Not having been to Australia, I will have to take your word for it. After Thailand, my favorite Thai restaurant would have to be in Chicago. it’s called Vong’s Thai Kitchen and is =amazing!=
I’m here for the raffle…where is it?
End of the week. I am having a hard time figuring out how to accept donations through PayPal that don’t self-eliminate with their transaction fees. 🙁
Don’t knock sugar pie until you’ve given it a chance. I’m well aware of your pop tart tolerance. There is something so quaint, yet comforting about a small Quebecois restaurant that offers a breakfast that features “two eggs, side by each, facing the sun avec du bacon with beans” and yes, poutine (French fries, gravy and white cheese curds *insert Homer Simpson ‘can’t talk eating’ imagery*).
It’s all so wrong, yet so completely right at the same time.
For the beaver tail, you’re in line for a deep fried pastry treat that features brown sugar and or cinnamon and or lemon, perhaps jam, maybe some icing sugar…Like one big delicious succulent donut that takes two hands fully extended to hold and devour. Normally you’ve worked for every inch for it along the world’s longest skating rink. Truly remarkable and something I look forward to every year.
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Vegetarian! Sorry! Cafe Flora then.
Dude! Stewart’s Orange Cream soda!!!!!!!!! My absolute fave!