My friend John came up from Chicago to stay at my cottage last weekend. Friday night, on our way back from the train station in Sturtevant where I had picked him up (it was 2 hours late), we ate in Thai-Italina in downtown Waterford. I had imagined it was going to be a Thai-Italian fusion restaurant, although what that might be I had no idea. In fact, it was 1/8 old fashioned Italian food like lasagna, alfredo, etc and 7/8ths Thai/Indian food, like pud gwak gai or some damn thing. I went with the Thai. It was good. For Waterford.
Saturday night I was just too tired to cook and we went to Heaven City. I had a strip steak. John had duck three ways with white beans, a sort of deconstructed cassoulet. By the rapturous way he ate it, I knew I had made a poor choice. Not that the steak was bad, it was, well, steak.