Dining Out
Wednesday, September 29th, 2010So a funny thing happened last night. Fiona and I went out for dinner to one of our favorite neighborhood restaurants, Caiola’s. (The only problem with Caiola’s is that it’s not actually in our neighborhood. Well, not yet anyway. Once the kids leave for college, we may move to that neighborhood, downsizing to a charming 2 or 3 bedroom house with a nice kitchen. Of course, we’ll need to re-roof and paint our house first, and probably redo the upstairs bathroom, and do one heck of a lot of cleaning out–particularly in the attic and basement, both of which are stuffed to the gills with all matter of stuff and things (it’s funny that you can have something stuffed with stuff, but you can’t have something thinged with things)–but I do seem to have digressed into a different story. That does happen sometimes when you’re a stream-of-conscious thinker.)
Huh. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Caiola’s.
Anyway, Fiona and I went to Caiola’s last night (I said that part already, didn’t I), and normally both of us would have chosen a steak or the pork shanks (which they were out of, so that really would not have been an option) or some similar type of meat-infused item. But we’re both doing this plant-based diet right now, and after only one week, neither of us found the meat entries appealing. I started with a simple house salad, and we both had the risotto with shitake (how odd that spell-check doesn’t like that word) mushrooms. The other benefit to eating this way is that these were the least expensive items on the menu.
In short, we’ve both already reached a critical stage: animal-based products simply aren’t that appealing. I don’t find myself hankering for a juicy steak, and I’d prefer a veggie burger (Fiona doesn’t think these should be called “burgers”) over a hamburger.
Any questions?
