The conversations happen more frequently now, whether it’s a special occasion or something as simple as a Sunday morning where neither my wife nor I feel like yanking out the skillet. Let’s go out…but where do we go?
Even after we settle on a place, we spend a lot more time than we should lamenting how many of our favorite restaurants, going back 20 years, no longer exist.
To be clear: We’re not fancy eaters. If the chef prepares some foamy entree with tweezers, it’s probably not our kind of place. If there’s a “beverage program,” or an average glass of wine goes for $14, it’s not for us either. But if it’s a hearty meal for a fair price, we’re in. Even better if it’s half-price wine night…