Southern Kitchen. A new restaurant that's appeared in the area. Tried it out on Saturday, and it was pretty good. In I-always-eat-outside-because-cooking-for-myself-would-be-suicide parlance, that's like average with a mild hint of goodness. But, nothing to complain about. The service was alright, and if they can keep this up then I give them another year.
Not to be overly sarcastic, but one of the trends in the restaurant business has been to promote the kinds of things that your mother and grandmother used to make relatively inexpensively, with half the flavor and none of the love and goodness. So, that's multi-cuisine fare, eh?
I mean, is it just me, or will modern houses eliminate the kitchen altogether? "And at the end of this little passage is 'the room formerly known as the kitchen'."
Fewer and fewer people cook at home these days, and I should be one to talk, but to me this is precisely the reason for a lot of our current digestive discomforts. People have on idea how much of what ingredient is in the food that they're eating, such as the amount of oil and salt. And then they worry about heartburn, chronic indigestion and even high levels of 'bad' cholestrol.
And people find themselves in this, the mother of all fixes when they throw up their hands and declare that having to slave away at work all day long doesn't allow them time to cook when they return to their humble abodes. All work and on time to cook makes Jack a very dependent boy. And they continue to fuel the restaurant business. Again, I don't claim to be the living example or epitome of cooking for oneself, but there are obvious alternatives. Oh well, it's the sad tale of human existence in its most glorious hour; food, food everywhere but not a morsel fit to put in the mouth.
Watch out for the next post with the summarized menu pasted on the wall outside.