Sunday, January 27, 2013

Caesar salads and burn outs

 
Last semester I took a blogging internship that drained my creativity. Near the end, I found myself struggling to even come up with things to write about; not a good sign. I was writing about what I like, food, and it was another opportunity to get my name out there, but I just felt limited.

So, for now, I’m going to focus on my writing in a different way. I am going to update this blog – it’s about time it got some attention. Besides, after a month or two of a blogging hiatus, I have tons of material to dump into this thing. Like how I just found the best Caesar salad I’ve tasted in years.

For some sick reason, I had never tried Big Lou’s Pizzeria before. I think maybe the location turned me off, or I just figured I would have heard more about it if it were really good. But, as much as it hurts me to say this, I made a mistake; I should have eaten there a long time ago.  The pizza is good. The garlic knots were good. The mozzarella sticks were good. But I haven’t been back for any of that stuff, and I have been back several times.

What I find myself thinking about while I’m driving to work, while I’m waiting in line or during a commercial break is that damn Caesar salad.

I have always loved Caesar salad, and at one point I would have even said it was my favorite food, somewhere in between my French fries and cheesecake stages. And even though I would probably eat any Caesar salad I could find, I do realize the difference between a “good” and a “great” one, and I find I rarely encounter one that I consider great.

So when I first tasted a bite of the crispy romaine, the sharp anchovy and the rich Parmesan cheese in the Caesar at Big Lou’s, I was surprised. I wasn’t expecting to have the best Caesar salad I’ve had in years at a pizza place, but I did. And I hope you do too.