I wish I could say that I start each new vacation looking forward to expanding my horizons, meeting new people, riding a zip line through the jungle, or even joining an archeological dig.
But alas, I’m a person ruled by my taste buds and not my head. Before even heading for the airport, I’m thinking of all the food adventures awaiting me. You might deduce that I’m some sort of a foodie interested in haute cuisine. However, nothing could be further from the truth.
I’d rather have Potato Pierogies and Gedadschde at a place like Berghoffs (above) than nibble on an elegantly presented morsel of steak tartare served on ginger-roasted sea urchins. Berghoff’s Grill, one of the oldest in Chicago, is the sort of place where they don’t make you feel like old Aunt Nellie who lives on fried spam and canned peas if you ask about the ingredients. The matronly waitresses call you “honey” and it’s assumed you want a beer to go with that humongous Bavarian pretzel hanging in the middle of the table for sharing and dipping.
My favorite eatery in Washington DC is also a “grill:” The Old Ebbitts Grill.Aside from its long list of famous regulars, this establishment (which claims to be Washington’s Oldest “Saloon”) is famous for its decor. the game heads hanging on the walls were supposedly bagged by Teddy Roosevelt.
The Cabinet Room is famous for its collection of paintings of tropical birds by Robin Hill. However, it’s used primarily for private parties and thus we were unable to get a peak inside.
How about you – are you a pierogie or tartare sort of traveler?