I think the food has been like poor relative here in this blog and obviously all the readers re interested in what we eat here.
We walked to downtown the other day to have quick dinner. Neither of the previously chosen places impressed us, so we found ourselves in No Thai. It a fast food kind of place with few locations in town. Airconditioner was turned so high that we went to eat outside before my shrips are frozen and covered with a layer of ice. We had chicken (not me) and shrimps. Tasted almost like in my main eatery on Koh Lanta.
The fish taco bought from the farmers market was same size as the beef taco in Ülo this summer, just three times cheaper.
Accidentally we found ourselves in a pub in Brighton last year and had the best tuna tacos ever - perfectly cooked medium raw thin slice of tuna and few slices of avocado in a hard shell taco covered with dressing. Well, after shopping the other day we went back to that pub and ordered the same tacos. Scott also took some beef and and I had seared tuna with coconut rise and lettuce. The tuna in the tacos was totally overcooked and looked like a slice of pork. Tasted about the same as it looked. Then my seared tuna arrived, which was perfect medium raw. Covered with two types of bottled sauces. I removed those sweet and sour chili and mayonnaise from my fish and started to eat. It was perfect. Instead of rice, as it turned out, was something like mashed rice or rice porridge and after the first bite, was left untouched. Scott thought when looking at it that mashed potatoes are complimenting my tuna.
Walking to the town the other day, there was Cupcake Station on the way. Since they had rainbow soufflé cupcake as September special listed, that was what I walked out there with. Seva, the local vegetarian restaurant, was also planned last Friday and we shared two appetizers - sweet potato fries and Gouda tots. Both absolutely delicious and we had some left to take away too. Can't tell that we won't learn from mistakes - when we started to go there a year ago, we shared 4 appetizers and could barely move ourselves later.
On Saturday, a late lunch was planned with Scott's mom and aunt. Apparently the best fried mozzarella sticks of the continent can be found in Jonesville (about 1-1,5 hours away from us), that's where we went. Before the waitress managed to put down the menu, Scott already placed the order for 10 mozzarella sticks and a tray of fresh tuna slices. And a plate of onion rings was added to the order. We also tried to place the order for drinks, but every time someone voiced the wish, the girl ran without looking back to the kitchen and we managed to add another drink once she was back with the previous one. So there she was running back and forth until all four of us had gotten our drinks and also changed a lousy beer for the wine. Despite only trying a tiny bit of one onion ring, by the time, she came back to take the order for the mains, I was long full. The mozzarella sticks had a nice thin breading and the hot cheese was almost liquid, so melted. The tuna with wasabi and thick soy sauce was the star of the table. As said, they are pretty generous here with the sizes of portions, so once I was full of the appetizers, my tray with white fish, french fries and broccoli (my apologies, fresh veggies) arrived. I ate the fish. Hopefully the children of Rwanda will never know that I only had a bite of french fries. The slice of cake we shared among four.
Since last summer, Scott kept telling me that we need to go to Dairy Queen. It's apparently so classical American thing that I just have to try it. So, one day last fall, we walked there, it turned out that the season is over since yesterday and they are more than happy to welcome us back next spring. The same Dairy Queen that is right next to the main road and we passed at least once every two days. Well, at least we learned from our mistakes that you shouldn't postpone today's ice cream until tomorrow and one day, driving back from Aldi, we stopped by Dairy Queen and took three ice creams. I took one. #justsayin