When did we become so complacent that we will eat anything frozen or from a can that popular chain restaurants serve up to us? At astronomical prices, no less. The other night my husband and I paid $60 for dinner. No, we didn’t have the king crab legs or the lobster. He had a crab cake appetizer that had a definite tinny taste to it. Kind of like the crabmeat had come from a can or the cakes had been commercially made and frozen for later use. There’s a taste and texture to processed foods that can’t be disguised.
My entree consisted of a fried seafood variety plate; butterfly shrimp, sea scallops, and fried clams. Lately I’ve been off fried foods so when I do have them, I want to get my calories worth. When the waiter asked if everything was all right, I mentioned that the clam strips were awfully chewy. “Yeah,” he said, “clams can be like that.”
So why the hell did he ask me?
In ordering cocktails we have found that we have to state we’d like some alcohol in that. Last night they brought me a Long Island Iced Tea for $6.95 and a shot (1/2 oz. of Bacardi) for $4.95. Twelve dollars to get a real drink. My husband won’t even order a drink from a commercial establishment. (All you restaurateurs, please tell me his behavior is what you’re hoping for when you water down your drinks). Now I know why the Aunties carried flasks.
One of my favorite places to get a decent cocktail is the Holiday Inn. There’s a Holiday Inn near me where my colleagues and I used to meet-up when I was working. The bartender knew how to keep customers coming back. Other Holiday Inns have been pretty good, too.
When are establishments going to learn that we Boomacious ones have been around for a while. We have a little disposable income, but we are discriminate spenders. Give us some flavor! Please!