The food…

I’m not a picky eater. Actually, most people that I know that claim to be picky eaters aren’t really picky. They eat the crappiest food. McDonald’s, Burger King and they always seem to love Olive Garden. That isn’t picky, that is the bare minimum. Fast food burgers don’t even taste like meat. I’ll still eat it, but it isn’t the same. I like all types of food, from fast to classy. I’ll admit that I’m a food snob, but I can also go dives and diners.

Today me and my sidekick, Nichole, went to a small family style diner. We got some good vittles and Nichole was beaming from a diner classic, Lemon Rice Soup. There is something special about diners. They are not fancy at all. Not pretentious or anything like that. A come as you are with decent food. Rarely amazing, but they still make some tasty grub.

While I love eating at dives, I prefer to have my food more upscale. I love going to little known places. It seems like a secret that is a shame to keep. Like Lucretia’s in Crown Point & Chesterton. Amazing food and the price is around the same as lame old OG. Fresh food and it tastes great. That is what I live for. Not some super chain that everyone knows about. That food isn’t prepared with the same type of love. The food that I want to eat is food that is made by someone who wants to impress me, not someone who wants to get as many stomachs in and out. I don’t want some flash frozen grub that is heated up in some fancy pan. I want some real food. I want a menu that contains weekly or even daily specials. Now that is good eating.

*Rant time.* Olive Garden is not a fancy joint. There is nothing really special about it at all. Now the breadsticks, soup and salad are good, but the food is one step about Fazolis. Dry sauces and poorly cooked dishes. There are plenty of better places. *Rant end.*

 

 

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