At a local Italian place called Ozzie’s, they used to have a crab pasta that is easily my favorite dish from any restaurant I’ve ever been to (like lick the plate good). They took it off the menu about 15 years ago, and I was so devastated that I think I actually felt my soul leave my body when the waiter told me. He had to give me a few minutes to mourn, and to this day I still feel sad/hopeful when I go back in and look at the menu. Fuck. Now I’m sad again.
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It's heavily hyped, but authentic A5 Wagyu. It's so rich you can really only enjoy a tasting portion, a few ounces at most (which for the price is all you should get anyway). It practically dissolves in your mouth.
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"Arabisches Reiterfleisch" after a long day out in the woods when I was at the "Pfadfinder" like scouts. Its a mix of bolognaise (vegan today), apples, pickle, potatos and more.
Country fried steak, has browns, eggs, toast. At a restaurant in a gas station. I think it was one of the truck stops at the 76/71 interchange in Ohio.
It will never be as good as that one time 15-20 years ago so I never go back.
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