I love food. That is
blatantly obvious if you have seen me lately.
However, putting that aside, I love trying new food, I love cooking
food, I love cooking food for other people.
I am not normally a jealous person, but on occasion I desire things
other people have. I am seriously
jealous of Guy Fieri. I mean Jesus H,
what better job than to drive all over the country (although he probably flies)
and eat at different cool ass joints. I
want to do that. I want to be “that guy.” Or girl, or whatever.
There usually are no rules to the answers you folks provide,
just whatever comes into your mind first.
So when I posed this question, I did not say it had to be present
day. So I was not surprised by those of
you who wanted to go back to Grandma’s dinner table. If you look back, I mean really look back, a
lot of our best; most fond, most FUN memories involve food. And that is how meals should be with
family. They should be events. Even if it’s a 4th of July party,
or Sunday dinners…good times surround good food.
The other most popular answer was abroad…more specifically
Italy. And Paris. I have never been to Paris, or Italy for that
matter. Although I truly believe that I
would gladly go if offered. So, with
that being said, in MY MIND, I was shooting for a place I love, or had to been
to, or hoped to someday return to because I loved it so much.
So with that being said, my first answer would have been
Redfish, in downtown Chicago, was attached to the Voodoo Lounge, which was just
down from the House of Blues. However, I
know the restaurant is no longer there, not even sure about the lounge. It was Cajun and Creole based food…and oh my
God did I love that place. Probably the
best mac and cheese my mouth has encountered…and it arrived in a mini cast iron
skillet. Anyway, it saddens me that it is no longer.
So, if someone wanted to take me to dinner, I would ask them
to take me to Fishermans Restaurant and Bar in San Clemente California…right on
the beach. It was the first stop on a
trip I took with one of my BFF’s up the Pacific Coast Highway. I absolutely LOVED San Clemente and hope to
return. I suppose it was the scenery and
being on the ocean and the view and all that, but it was some damn good
food. Like it makes my mouth water just thinking
about it. Feel free to check it out. It was the trip of a lifetime, just
driving and enjoying the locals. I truly
love California though.
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