Killer blogging the lazy way,
For those lurkers out there who aren't down with all the hip blog lingo, MEME is like a blogging chain letter. One person blogs about a subject and then asks others to do the same.
I don't normally like to participate in MEME's, but I have been exceptionally mentally constipated this week with my writing skills. So, when Wreckless talked about his favorite places to eat in Grand Rapids, and then openly invited others to do the same, I jumped on the availability of a blogging topic.
The trouble is, I move around the country a LOT. So my list of favorite restaurants is going to be very spread out. VERY spread out.
Mackenzie River Pizza, Missoula, MT.
Organic pizza joint with a gourmet menu, an awesome local beer selection, and the world's greatest Caribbean Jerk wings. After I travelled away from Missoula, every time I came back to visit Chad, he knew exactly where I wanted to eat first. I'm not gonna say I would kill for these wings, but I have punched Chad in his junk for trying to snatch the last one.
The Stinking Rose, San Francisco, CA
One word, Garlic. This homage to the magical taste sensation uses it in EVERYTHING. And they use it a lot. I never knew how much I loved garlic until stumbling upon this Little Italy staple in San Fran. They even have garlic ice cream for desert. When people tell me they are going to San Francisco, I tell them two things: Carry a jacket, even in the summer, and eat at the Stinking Rose. Plus, it is surrounded by all the infamous porn shops, and peep shows, and that is the real San Francisco treat.
The Red Piano, Siem Reap, Cambodia
I don't know if it was the low expectations for this tiny town in Northern Cambodia, or if we were just tired of eating rice and mystery meat, but the food here was amazing. It was a strange mixture of Italian, Chinese, and Cajun. I had black pepper shrimp with pasta that was as good as any I've had state side. It was a ritzy place, so that meant a staggering eight dollars for dinner. I love South East Asia.
Kiefers, Jackson, MS
I grew up in Jackson and Kiefers was the only Greek place in town, so I assumed all gyros were this good. Once I ventured out and had other Greek food, I learned that Jackson is blessed with the best damn gyro place in the country. Considering all the downsides to Jackson, Kiefers is a shining beacon of goodness that makes me think, "maybe it ain't so bad."
The Nodding Head Brewpub, Philadelphia, PA
This kick ass brewery is hard to find, unless you know exactly where to look, but once you find it, look out, it is addictive. Awesome hand crafted beers, and they should write a book on perfect pub grub. They have an impressive collection of bobble head dolls, hence the name, and the perfect dank atmosphere that every pub needs. Me and my roommate spent so much time here drinking beer and playing Golden Tee Golf, that they should have charged us rent.
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