Nostalgia

Nope, another non-review. 

 

So over Memorial Day, we had people over for a barbecue, and I got some fabulous burgers from the grocery store that had peppers and onions mixed in with the beef. It made me think about how my mom always prepared burgers: by mixing into the beef a packet of Lipton onion soup mix.

 

I shared this with Rick, and we thought about all of the wonderful uses for the powdered soup mix packet, and how one could use that very same onion soup mix to make a magical dip with just adding sour cream.

 

So, eschewing the various dips available at Wegman’s, I bought some soup mix, sour cream, and Ruffles (because that is what you scoop this dip up with, damn it). I made the dip and we ate it.

 

That s*** is good. Yet another thing that the 70s had right.

America’s Classics

In doing some research for an upcoming review, I came across this designation from the James Beard Foundation, and I think I should make it a goal to visit every one of these, or as many as I can, because I think I would definitely dig this places, given the ones I’ve already visited:

• Emmett Watson’s Oyster Bar, Seattle
• White House Sub Shop, Atlantic City
• Ray’s Boathouse, Seattle
• Ben’s Chili Bowl, Washington
• Al’s Breakfast, Minneapolis
• Primanti Brothers, Pittsburgh

Obviously it’s a crime I haven’t been to the only local place, John’s Roast Pork, so we’ll have to remedy that soon.

(The complete list can be viewed here)

 

Has anyone visited one of these and care to comment?

Limerick Diner

411 W. Ridge Pike, Limerick, PA

Once more, in our never-ending quest to find good weekend breakfasts, we landed here after a long while. We returned with coupon in hand, understanding that the diner had undergone a management change. In some ways, we were glad to learn not much had changed: the decor was still straight out of the 70s, with an emphasis on “country,” and even the glasses seemed to come out of my uncle Gene’s house in 1978, with that cloudy, strange brown glassware that is unmistakable but indescribable. 

 

And, like many other places, there isn’t too much to say here: the service was good, as was the food. We each had our usuals:

You’ll note that I completely lucked out on my home fries, as there was much crisp to them, just the way I like them. The bacon was a little overdone, but tasty nonetheless.

 

Again, nothing earth-shattering, but also nothing horrible disappointing, so were one up in that neck of the woods, I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend.