Monday, March 24, 2008
OK, there are a couple of signs that I always look for that tell me that spring is finally on the way. Easter Sunday is one, daffodils popping through the still cool soil is another, longer days....yet another. The biggest sign that spring and summer is right around the corner is that The Tropical Treat opens up its doors and fires up the deep fryers. I want to set the record straight right now: chefs don't have refrigerators full of foie gras and truffles and wine cellars full of the finest vintages of grape juice. We do have coolers full of National Bohemian beer and on our nights off we eat cheeseburgers. I know, I know everyone reads Gourmet where Star Chef Whoever says how he/she really likes eating sushi on his nights off because he/ she really enjoys the clean, fresh flavors. Now, I like sushi and we have a really great sushi place in Hanover but....here's what I really like: I like the 'clean, fresh' feeling of a greasy Fat Boy cheeseburger with its neon pink sauce, some onion rings, an ice cold Coke and the smell of newly turned fields in the air.
Below is something that must be a Hanover original. They call it a 'French Poodle' and it's a griddled hot dog topped with hamburger barbeque on a hamburger roll. Simply delicious! Yes, Karen ate this.
OK, how do you end the perfect spring meal? Well, you drive across town and get a raspberry and vanilla twist in a pretzel cone from the York Street Treat. Does life get more delicious?
Alrighty folks. I know this post was a departure from our normal 'here's our whole hog' or 'here's how we take a set of ingredients and rock out something amazing and creative on the plate' but I thought everyone would enjoy knowing that Karen and I aren't quaffing Pouilly Fuisse and eating escargots on our days off!!! Well, actually we do sometimes..... Cheers.