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Huey’s
When I got to Memphis, the first stop (after settling in) was a popular restaurant founded in Memphis in 1970, Huey’s. Not knowing the history, I ordered a Tea and Salad. This is how the conversation went between the Memphians (including the waiter) and I.
Ashley and Sister Dannise: You are going to want to order a burger
Ardas: And fries
Me: I just want salad…and water.
Waiter: Welcome to Huey’s! What will you like to have?
Me: What salad’s do you suggest?
Waiter: Well, I haven’t had any but they say that the –
Me: I will take the Spinach Salad and a glass of water.
Waiter: Is that all you want?
Me: How much Salad do I get?
Waiter: A lot but, you don’t want to try a burger?
Everyone at the table is now quite. I can sense little Ardas shaking his head.
Me: Okay, I’ll get a burger! What kind should I get?
Waiter: Well, we have the world famous Huey’s burger, the smokey melt burger, the west cost burger, the sunshine burger-
Me: What is the sunshine burger?
Waiter: It’s served with cheddar cheese, grilled mushrooms, and topped with an over-medium fried egg and crispy bacon
Me: That sounds good. I’ll take it.
Waiter: you want your yoke running or a scrambled egg?
Ashley: Choose scrambled, the running yoke gets messy.
Me: scrambled.
The burger was enjoyable but I did not eat all of it…this was the conversation that happened when I didn’t finish it:
Ashley: Me and my mom are very frugal… so finish it or save it.
Me: I’ll save it.
By the time we got home, I forgot about the less than half of burger sitting on the dashboard and it stayed in the car for two nights! It eventually went in the trash…but now that Huey’s is a thousand miles away, I wouldn’t mind having another burger.
Kimberly’s Plate
Kimberly and her food. She and her brother were so excited to go out with me. She told me that she never ate breakfast in a restaurant.
My lesson of the day: Don’t let your help stop with a pay-check but always seek those who you can help without expecting something in return.
Sister Dorthy Felton
A few weeks back I walked into the Chinese store.
In there were people I could connect with. They came from church and were hungry. I too had come from church and was hungry.
In there was a feisty and older southern black lady who when she ordered knew she didn’t want chicken. I had chicken all week she kept saying, I want something different. Silently I agreed with her, I too had eaten chicken most of that week.
From her declaring what she ate the entire week, I felt a deeper connection. Eating chicken all week can mean many things but among them it probably would mean you are from a poor black background where chicken was on the menu constantly, so much so that as you go older you ordered chicken unconsciously.
When she sat across from me, she started to talk to me as if we knew one another already. While she spoke, I realized that she was like my pastor, Bishop Green, in many ways.
She grew up in segregated Georgia on a farm picking beans, watermelon, cotton and other foods with her family on a farm that they did not own and eventually moved to the north for a better life.
I usually would see Sister Felton in my neighborhood and wish her a good day. Now, because of the Chinese store, we are acquainted with each other.
Fruit Market
I am excited because a Fruit Market just opened up on Tremont Avenue. This is the second Fruit Market. Hopefully it will change the people in my neighborhood eating habits and help them make healthy decisions. After all, there is not much of an excuse now, is there?
Grapefruit
Last year I blogged about receiving grapefruit from a church member who has her own grapefruit tree in Florida. This year before anyone could ask me what I wanted for my birthday, I made sure I asked for grapefruit from that same tree. I wasn’t a grapefruit fan before but after eating it help to clear up my sinus’ and kept me from getting sick during the winter, I plan to eat them every time it gets cold.
So, I got some grapefruit from that same tree in Florida for my birthday (without charge).
Gustiamo’s Tasting
This pass Saturday I visited Gustiamo, an Italian food company, to attend their a tasting. I haven’t blogged about Gustiamo in a while, so to tell some of my new followers about Gustiamo, I’ll just say that their food is indeed high quality food. Knowing about Gustiamo did change my way of looking at food and even my way of eating. Some of their products are expensive but I would encourage anyone to buy at least their olive oil and taste real Italian food.
The following photos were taken at the Tasting.
In this photo, a customer is checking out Gustiamo’s “Terra Amore & Fantasia” – Peeled Tomatoes by Sabatino Abagnale
Gustiamo’s Tasting
I know this picture is a little blurry but look at little Joaquin’s face. He was so excited to be tasting Gustiamo’s food. He wanted to try all the jams on the table and I think if his dad was not there to guide him, he would have.
No matter how many jams he tried, he kept going back to the Bergamot Marmalade by Caffè Sicilia.
Before Joaquin’s father manged to pull him away from the table, Joaquin pointed to the Bergamot Marmalade and declared that it was the yummy one. This was before Martina cut the Traditional Pandoro by Pasticceria Biasetto,a sweet type of holiday cake. After he got a piece of the cake, he walked away from the table with his eyes towards the heavens repeatedly saying SUPER YUMMY.
African Woman
I was in Island Lunchbox eating some good curry chicken, rice and beans, cabbage and drinking sweet carrot juice (that costs 3.75 a bottle!) when I took this photo. I was not about to get up and go outside and take a close up.
I know you didn’t ask for all of that but the food at Island Lunchbox is GOOD!
Wet with Wine
Okay, this is my last Fire Hydrant picture for tonight.
It seems someone was getting ready to sit across the street from the hydrant with a glass of wine…music was playing too but there is no way to tell from this photo.
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