Is there anything in the world better than a wonderful meal expertly prepared and served with care? Ok, I can think of at least one thing that is better, but seriously, that aside, I can’t think of a nicer experience than sharing good food and drink with a loved one.
Hard to come by
That is definitely true, but those truly memorable occasions are rare. Maybe that is why they are so special when they do occur. It doesn’t have to be foie gras torchon prepared by some celebrity chef. It can be as simple as a good pizza, or a good burger, served by someone with a smile.
We are lucky to live in Portland. I have mentioned that before, I know, but to have so many options available to us sets us apart from much of this country, and even the world. People here really care about good quality. We have very good restaurants, winemakers, brewers, distillers, cheese makers, chocolatiers, and fortunately for us, it continues to be made possible by our many local farms.
Service is coming around
I am noticing more and more smiles and friendlier service at the places I eat. It really does make the food taste that much better. As I have said often, I don’t care if there are mistakes made, and things don’t go perfectly, as long as those cooking and serving me are making an effort. Trying makes up for quite a bit.
Maybe I am more relaxed
Not bloody likely. I know my kids wouldn’t agree with that. However, I have been having a lot of very pleasant dining experiences in Portland lately. It also helps that I am lucky to have the company of my lovely wife–that makes up for a lot of restaurant shortcomings.
I was doing a consultation the other day, and I listened to this guy go on and on about this food that he was going to make and how no one out there is really doing this particular style of food, and it is going to blow people away. And, oh yeah, “I want to have friendly service.” I interrupted him right there. “That is the thing you need to pay the most attention to,” I said. “Nobody cares about your unique approach to the food.” (I guess I didn’t want the consulting job–my wife could not believe I said that to him.)
But it’s true
I have this mentioned before: It’s almost as if the food doesn’t even matter.