Yes, Please



Having lived all over the United States, I’ve developed affinities for various foods and restaurants. Brunswick Stew in the south. Anything from Snuffer’s in Dallas. Lobster and Chowder in New England. Pizza in St. Louis. White Castle. Culpepper’s. Hardee’s. And about a jillion others I’m simply not remembering.


These days, the only way my food memories are brought to life is through travel. When I’m sticking close to home for long stretches of time (which is most of my life), thoughts of those satisfying meals from long ago remain filed away in my brain-hole. But every now and then I hear about a restaurant’s expansion and I get downright giddy.


Enter Steak ‘n Shake. The first L.A. outpost of the mid-western chain is coming to Santa Monica and I am super-excited! I don’t expect to hit that joint all the time, but you can bet your bippy I’ll be heading over once in a while.


Now, if only White Castle would put down roots on the left coast. Oh well, a girl can dream…

Fall Food Cravings



When the seasons change, my food cravings follow suit. It doesn’t matter that it was rather warm this past weekend here in Los Angeles, my internal clock knows it’s autumn.


While thumbing through old photos, I spotted the Fresh Air Bar-B-Que sign, shown above. Now, I could eat bar-b-que just about any old time of year. But in the fall (and winter), I especially tend to wax poetic about Georgia que. And Georgia Brunswick Stew! Y’all! The Brunswick Stew was always one of my very favorite things when I was a kid. I can almost smell and taste it now. I can certainly see it. With a Co-Cola – in a little  bottle – on the side.


I love food memories. They are honest and true.