Best Cullen skink in Glasgow? Café Gandolfi. How do they make this up? It’s online. And we were parked right across the street. Serendipitously! Purely! And, Colleen read the menu and we made a reservation. It was later we searched and found this restaurant to be rated. Ok! It was still pure luck that we dropped in.
Ubiquitous Chip restaurant was near the top of every list for restaurants in my online search. We were curious. The name derived and was counter to chips – they served none. The food was pretty. The service was great. We were glad we came. I think probably once was enough. That’s just my opinion. The potatoes were good.
Scottish things. Harris tweed vest? Cullen skink? Ummm, that would be a fish chowder with smoked haddock and potato… think rich, delicious clam chowder in America – no clam, of course. Good! We searched it out and Colleen loved it from the first taste. Thereafter, we sought it again and compared preparation in various restaurants. Eventually, we barbecued some haddock and made our own version. She enjoyed each and every try we made. The unappetizing “name” is derived from the Scottish town of origin for the recipe and the shank (skink) bones used for the broth, hence Cullen skink. “Skink” in West Virginia refers to a small pesky lizard. Me? I was bemused and ‘passed’ on the whole culinary experience.
By the time I will have posted this to my blog, the Impossible Burger will be commonplace. It’s not meat! It’s plant based. It’s nothing to look at. It tastes just like a Whopper. Which is to say, it was never fine dining, but, for fast food, it was a meal. I hedged my bet and got a $1.49 chicken nugget special to go with it. We are not craving our next burger. But for what it was advertised, it wasn’t a disappointment. … been there, done that.
Preserve restaurant, Annapolis. My choice. My first meal home when I returned from Saudi. I’m not sure we have been back since. It’s not exactly healthy. Deep fried kale. Delicious! That’s why it has to be bad for you. Happy! You bet! The restaurant is still there. I recommend it. It lost its allure when I could go there at will. On some level you realize that you can’t eat deep fried food too often.
I don’t know when I was introduced but the concept of dim sum is very appealing. Carts piled with small plates of food circulate the room. You choose and pick and eat. Each plate has the same price and a stamp is placed on your running tab as you eat. The total number of stamps are totaled and multiplied, that’s your bill. Simple. Popular? Very. It’s loud! Lots of families show up to gather and eat around big tables. It’s talk and noise and eating. See something you fancy? Try it. It’s not so expensive that mistakes are painful. Find something you like – eat, eat. It was a perfect gathering spot for our family. As much noise as we made, it was unnoticed by the houseful of diners. Go ahead play with your food too. There was a plate of buns decorated like little pigs.
Do you judge a book by its cover? Here is a restaurant that has a dramatic entrance – or I guess this is the exit. It’s dramatic! I would eat here. We didn’t have the time. At midday, there was no sign of diners. Ambiance! 5 stars.
It reminds me of the civil war. But no, it’s something else. These figures in front of a restaurant represent? It appears random. Maybe the owner acquired them and simply painted them whimsically. We would not have seen them had I not been stopped at a traffic light. And then, I noticed my camera battery was dead. Just two shots.
We returned to the scene of our wedding day. The group was headed to a local pizza joint for the specials. The place was crowded. But Nantucket was welcoming. We arrived just before the thunderstorm hit. And we finished as the storm ended. We caught a rainbow and the sunset on the bay. I must admit it was indeed a very happy circumstance.
… the logical conclusion? Eat out. We have a brew pub – Iron Hill. It’s a pain to get in. Crowded! And the desk is not very helpful. Wait or leave? I’d rather not. So off to Applebee’s. It’s got plenty of room. It’s the same level of menu without craft beer. It’s a chain. You knew that. And the subtle difference is that the place is one notch better than McD but no Iron Hill. I can’t put my finger on it. But… it’s not the same. And in the end for my/our trouble, I got stomach poisoning and spent the evening in the BR. I am cured. As in, we will not be in an Applebee’s again.