Working in S Florida for the summer. Land of strip malls and chain restaurants... some of the most generic food prized by Americanustouristas. On my way home from work I pass no intriguing mom and pop places. My life consists of driving by Applebees, Wendy's, TGIF, Roadhouse Grill, Flannigans, Chili's, Hooters, Red Lobster et al...
In a particular bleak 24 hr period last wk, I broke my food snob cherry twice within 24 hrs. Red Lobster called to me @ 9 45 pm while driving back to my hotel after a 14 hr day. 15 min to get something to eat before most places close or face drive thru bullshit I couldn't begin to consider.
But here I was considering going somewhere I've purposely avoided my entire life. I've never even been to Denny's. My choice. But I was out of choices. I figured I'd play it safe and order a lobster. It's not terribly difficult to cook one correctly and the fact that they've done it 1000's of times prior to my visit made it the least difficult choice.
It was very good. Nothing to really test the kitchen but I was happy with it. The salad was decent and the cheese biscuits were good as well. I avoid these type of generic chains like the plague but I must say, in the pinch it was more than acceptable.
The very next evening I was trying not to be the one man out my group of co workers to stand on my usual ceremony and joined them for a Friday nite after work drink @ shudder the thought, Hooter's, another place I've never set foot in. I must be mellowing with age to even consider it, let alone go. The food was as I figured it would be. Barely mediocre. The vibe was even worse. Loud frat house sports meets hormone enraged 20 somethings, although there was a fair share of families as well. Bringing up baby amongst the t&a. I get it's appeal, it's just not for me.
While I might consider going back to a Red Lobster, I doubt very hardily that I'll ever eat @ Hooter's again. There's something about a restaurant that's focus isn't on the food that I have a hard time with. Usually the better the view, the worse the food. How true.
Can't wait to return to civilization. This is wearing thin quickly. As soon as the fire marshal allows me into my own place, hopefully any day now, all this will be a memory.
"In pursuit of joys untasted"
from Giuseppe Verdi's La Traviata