Anyway.... whenever I cannot indulge and participate in some fine dining, I often ask others what they ate and try to live vicariously though them. I always find myself asking my friends to describe their meals. Since I have been in Italy, I have been missing a lot of my favorite restaurants at home. I receive weekly emails of specials from my favorite restaurants and instead of delete them, I scour over them, while thinking of the food I can consume when I return home.
My little sister knows how much I enjoy dining out in Chicago and she had to antagonize me by sending me an email with the subject line "mmmm this sounds goood!" and this link: http://chicagochefweek.com/
AH! I cannot believe I am missing this! The restaurants are offering a special menu at a fixed price for one week only and I cannot enjoy it.
Now, I feel like a fat kid writing this, and maybe I am a fat kid at heart, but I cannot hold back my love for all different kinds of food. My greatest fat kid moment in Italy happened in Berlin, according to my roommate. We were all very hungry so we went to a street side fast food joint to try Berlin's famous Doner Kebab. I ordered first and received my Kebab first. It was sooo good! Lamb meet, lettuce, onions, tomaters, cucumbers, and cucumber sauce in a toasted bread pocket. I began enjoying it but quickly stopped. Sarah asked me why I was waiting to eat it and I replied, "I don't want to eat this too fast because I will be jealous if I finish first and have to watch everyone else as they eat it!"
Wow, I need help!
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