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Monday, June 24, 2013

Father’s Day at Buca

This year for father’s day my mom decided she wanted to try something new.  So I looked through the large pile of coupons and found one new place.  I found a coupon for a free desert for dad on father’s day only.  So we drove across town for an early dinner at Buca Di Beppo.
                There was a nice covered walkway from the parking lot to the door.  There was a little outdoor sitting area to the right of the entrance.  They also had a few chairs just inside the door. The hostess station was this massive dark wooden platform that looked like it belonged in a large church.  I did like looking at all the pictures that covered every inch of the walls.  Pictures of laughing nuns butted up against pictures of Marilyn Monroe type beauties in bathing suits. There were also a few pictures of elderly men and women with dogs.  My mom gave them her name and they told us it would be a twenty minute wait.  Which when you think about it is not too bad for father’s day.
                When they called our name, the waiter lead us through the kitchen, of all places. I was even more surprised to find a family of four or five sitting at a booth built into the wall. Right there in the kitchen! We were seated at a small round table right next to the kitchen door. I had to push myself half under the table to make sure I was out of the way.  Large trays piled with food whizzed past my head the whole time. I forgot how many times I was brushed up against that night. It really is a wonder that none of my hair ended up in someone’s food or even the other way around.   There were so many people there talking all at once that it gave me a migraine trying to hear what my mom was saying. Eventually I gave up trying, took an aspirin and just looked at all the photos.
                Oh don’t get me wrong they were very fast about asking for our drinks and the drinks themselves were very good but it took them forever to bring them.  Both of my parents ordered cocktails. White Russian for my mom and whiskey sour with bitters for my dad. Their drinks did not come until after we were already done with the salad. At least my parent’s both agreed that their drinks were very good. Our family style bowl of salad came and we served ourselves just like at Olive Garden, except Olive Garden salad is much better.   
                After our drinks showed up and the salad plates were taken away, our waitress brought out warm bread and plain olive oil. The bread was very good but I wish they had brought it with the salad. Plain olive oil is better left in the kitchen.
                Being a family style restaurant, all the dishes are meant to be shared. This worked out well for my parents who shared a pesto stuffed chicken. I, being the vegetarian that I am, had to choose from a very small side menu.  I ended up settling on fettuccine alferdo.  My parents loved their steaming out pesto chicken and even I must say, the pesto was amazing.  I added a nice spoonful of it to my own barely warm pasta. I wish there had been more.
                They honored the coupon and brought out a nice sized Canoli for my dad.  He was nice enough to share it with my mom and me. It was a noodle shaped cookie filled with creamy white custard.  I still don’t really know how to describe the taste of the custard, except to say it had a faint nutty taste to it. Though it really was something more.  The whole thing was drizzled in rich dark chocolate.
The bill came and I was surprised to find tip suggestions at the bottom.  15% 18% and 20%. I really don’t know what to say about that.  Even with good cocktails and great pesto it was not worth $70 for three people.
Buca’s is not a place for veggies like me and I will consider buying a gift card for my parents but I will never eat there again.


Thursday, January 26, 2012

The Little Match Girl


The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen is about a very poor girl who is trying to sell matches one cold winter day. She has no shoes and her feet are blue from the cold. She has not sold any matches and no one has given her any money, not even a penny. She does not want to go home for fear of being beaten, so she finds a corner and sits down with her feet tucked under her. She decides to light one match to warm her hands a little. When she does, she starts seeing beautiful things in the fire light, food and warm fires. Then she lights another match and sees her dead grandmother. When the match went out her grandmother went away. The girl lights a whole bunch of matches and cries for her grandmother to take her along. The girl sees herself go to heaven with her grandmother and dies.
One motif in this story is fairy godmothers. The girl’s grandmother is like her fairy godmother because she takes the girl away from a world of pain and fear. It is also unusual that while most fairy god mothers only give gifts, like with Cinderella, yet the little girl’s grandmother gave her the gift of a life free of pain and full of love.
One unusual feature of this story is the beautiful things the girl sees in the fire light. It is as if she is going to the light at the end of the tunnel. Instead of seeing her life flash before her eyes, the girl sees what she wishes her life was like, warm and full of food.
I think the topics of this story are poverty and the triumph of the poor. The little girl lived in extreme poverty but she triumphed over that when her grandmother took her to heaven.
I think the theme is sometimes it is better to die. The little girl was is so much pain and fear that she wanted to die. She wanted to go with her grandmother. I think this story is saying that if you really need him god will know and come to help, even if that means taking you from this life.