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Steve Jetton
It's been along time since I've shown up here. Looks like Dave's "sandwhich challege" has generated some response. My contribution is pretty mundane. Guess I'm by no means the sandwhich gourmet of the class.
Keeping it local, I thought of Steak ‘n Shake cheeseburgers. Oh my, I’d eat ‘em as my default supper, along with a chili Mac and a chocolate shake. Almost every night it seemed. Reflecting on it, the Chili Mac was the real gourmet entre. This was in my mid twenties, between marriages.
Upon further thought, I’d be derelict to overlook Luca Grill’s famous “Steak on Dago.” That’s what it says on the menu. My pal Alan and I would walk the block or two north of the old art deco State Farm building to partake of that luncheon delicacy along with fries and maybe a beer.
Trying to conjure up memories of restaurants I wound up at the old Delgados, now a Portello's. They food was fine but it was about the margaritas. Elaine and I had a running conversation about whether the food or the margaritas were going to be the biggest chunk of the bill. It always came out the same way.
For that sake of my health, it was a good thing when the older daughter, who'd taken over for her parents, l closed it up and moved out west.
Gettin' ready to fly out this afternoon for a visit with daughter Jessica and family in Luxembourg, the world's only remaining Grand Duchy. Haven't seen 'em in person since last May .... which is too long.
didn't mean to be so wordy.
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) in iceland. BBQ camel in oman. camel milk straight out of the camel into tea in jordan. water buffalo in nepal. this awful looking chicken below in iran - tasted as bad as it looks. i'm not an adventerous eater.
