A Meal in Venice, 1978
A boy sat playing chess with a sailor—beating him soundly by the looks of it—and another sailor sat drinking and reading a newspaper at the bar. The owner came out; he was a short but large man, balding, and he wore a rather soiled white apron. Teel asked him if he made a fish soup. The man paused, and then asked how long they could wait for it. Rick and Teel told him—as long as it took, they were in no hurry. Wine and bread was brought to the table and then the man emerged, apron-less, from the kitchen, carrying a large basket; he nodded at them and walked out.
An awesome, albeit too short, story of a couple’s dining adventure in Venice: http://www.clusterflock.org/2009/01/a-meal-in-venice-1978.html
The story also references the question of “Where/what was the best meal you have ever had?” Рwhich of course I have no answer for. If I had a tale like the one in the above, there would be no question.
What about you? Can you name your most favorite meal/dining experience in life?
Actually, I can. Okay so my top two favorites. From the meal/dining experiences I have had to date…my two favorites are:
1550 Ocean at the Hotel del Coronado on Coronado Island. The atmosphere was amazing and the food/wine was brilliant! Open walls left you an amazing view of the beach while you dined. Watched the sun set over the ocean while we ate. Ugh loved it!
Second best…
The Rainbow Room in New York. Food was out if sight and the view was breath taking.
Not Venice of course but both memorable.
You got your husband to eat in a joint called the Rainbow Room?
Still couldn’t name an all-time favorite but can name a few memorable ones:
1. My awkwardly-unplanned-sidewalk-table-for-two “romantic” dinner with another man in Little Italy. Candlelight, couples all around and a waiter offering a table-side iced wine bucket were all nearly enough for me to go postal.
2. The closest I’ve ever come to enjoying a true Philly Cheesesteak was in the Philly airport and was surprisingly good compared to most airport fare.
3. Last night I endured the punishment that is CiCi’s pizza only to find my true reward of their delectable cinnamon rolls. They’re worth the price of admission alone.
That’s easy, January 31st at SPQR in San Fransisco. It turns out to be well document, too.
One of my cohorts reviews of it and a few photos from the evening.
Also: I am glad you enjoyed Daryl’s (true) story about the Meal in Venice. He is just a fantastic writer.