“No one cries over artificial flowers.”–Peter Coyote
biscuit king
by the time we moved to durham
the biscuit king had ended his reign
sunny side up was our breakfast joint
in guilford till they closed down
in charlestown collier’s market made
the best cheeseburger sub evah
I can chronicle my life in closed
down restaurants it seems
gonza tacos y tequila, lori ann donuts
greenville avenue country club
the hop in fort worth, good eats too
american meltdown food truck
I could keep listing them but it’s
no fun without telling the stories
the best thing about cooking
other than who you eat with
is that you know you’re making
temporary stuff on purpose
part of what makes it taste good
is that you run out of food
loss has a lingering flavor
memory is a shared hunger
so tonight I will savor the
biscuit I never got to have
Peace,
Milton
Some of the food goes with us- for me, the parmesan/onion cheesy breads from the lamented Northwood Inn in Toledo. Betty Timko’s salad (with piles of spinach, bean sprouts, diced eggs, water chestnuts and at least a pound of crumbled bacon) from Soup’N’Such, a Toledo tradition. Syd & Diane’s sausage and zucchini “confetti soup”…. those long lost places are resurrected every time we share these things with friends new and old. But we, too, have a long list of “man-I-wish-we-could-go-back-THERE” places too. Like the people who ran them, they embody the line: “Absent from our sight / Ever present in memory most bright.”
I’d love to hear even a quarter of the stories of the places you mentioned.
Chicken Shack
I feel the same way! When Gonza closed, I was devastated. sigh
“making temporary stuff on purpose”
“loss is a lingering flavor
memory is a shared hunger”
you are an effin’ genius —
in the kitchen & on the page
peace,
mitch