Post by dirtypillows on May 23, 2019 4:57:56 GMT
Duck a l'orange, Veal Prince Orloff and Shrimp Berra Terria were the dishes, I remember them so well. The veal dish I ordered strictly because they featured it on an episode of "The Mary Tyler Moore Show"! As soon as I saw it on the menu I freaked! I wasn't expecting such verisimilitude from a 70s sitcom. Of course, it had to be Mary!
But I had no idea the dish was going to be soooo delicious. I should have known Betty White would never steer me wrong. lolThe Julia Child cookbook has a recipe for it, calling for turkey medallions, in place of the veal. I made this dish exactly two times in my life. Oh, my gosh, was it good! And never again will I think to attempt it. Both times, it took something like six months to make.
After that, it would be Thai and the take out I get that passes for Chinese cuisine. The Chinese food I eat just doesn't seem super authentic to me. Who can say? I also like Indian food a lot, too, though, other than fast food in general (which I do like, and I would be a liar to deny it), I would be hard pressed to come up with an example of American cuisine. Hot dogs? Chicken noodle soup? Ho Hos and Ding Dongs?
The only thing I hardly ever get at a Mexican restaurant are the fajitas and the free chips. I can't stand the Mole sauce, so much cheese is unappealing, guacamole is just wasted fat intake and refried beans are downright disgusting. I know I am limited in my point of view, but for me the adventurous spirit begins its decline when the hostess is wearing castanets.
I think Italian food is over-rated.
Anything Chinese is great. Maybe you've just gone to those quickie takeout Chinese places. Try a real restaurant for Chinese. I've become an excellent Chinese chef myself.
I've never seen anybody in a Mexican restaurant wearing castanets. Lol. You're a witty guy. Your post on Ethiopian food is hilarious.
The first French restaurant I went to was called Chez Jean and it was in this super small country town in Indiana. I went with my college friend, Rachel, who was a French major and she was dying to go. Gosh, we were only like 21 years old. The bill was over 200 dollars! Oh, my god!
Rachel was such a money scammer, though. She would sign up for the maximum number of credit hours for school courses, then after she was sure she was going to get the maximum amount for her student loans, she would immediately call up the Registrar's office and drop all the courses except for two, which was what she needed to remain a student, and then in a couple of weeks she would get a check for something like 8,000 dollars. Wow. I haven't thought about this in years. She was a transgender person and she would have to come up with all these elaborate ways to finance all her operations. She could be super creative. I'll never forget the day she called me on the phone after she got her check and said "Toddy! Yay! I got my check today! Now I can get my tits! Yay!" and then she would hold the receiver under her shoulder and make clapping sounds over the phone. She was hilarious and shameless and kind of an unbelievable individual. But, boy, was she fun! All my female friends, with the exception of two, have been crazy.
When she had her final operation and was being wheeled into surgery, one of the nurses commented on how lovely her manicured nails were, and this I will never forget, Rachel's last words before passing out were, in response to the compliment... "Oh, the Vietnamese are the only ones who know what they're doing..." That was a bona fide, true blue ROTFLMAO!!!!
I just had to share that! I miss her, but she was soooo high-maintenance, it was not to be believed!