Bad restaurant experience today.
So, I drove a couple hours to the nearest rural town for groceries today. They have a small grocery store with usually-not-the-very-freshest produce, a couple gas stations, and a “hometown” type of restaurant with burgers and steaks. I usually try to wait and drive to a real city for groceries when I have a few days off, but the trip is 3-6 hours longer each way and I often need to overnight at a hotel. I didn’t have that kind of time and I didn’t want to waste money on the trip, so I went to the small town to get me by for another couple weeks.
Like always, I asked the hubby if he wanted anything from the restaurant. This time, he asked for fry baskets and battered deep fried mushrooms. I ordered the Southwest salad to go, which sounded fresh and full of tasty veggies.
Well, needless to say, I was disappointed when I arrived home two hours later. The fries and mushrooms were the same as always. I didn’t even try those at first because I was excited about my salad. Unfortunately, this was the “heartiest” darn salad I think I’ve ever seen. The breaded chicken was still glistening with oil, the salad was smothered in shredded mozzarella, and there was literally as much dressing as there were lettuce leaves. I have not seen such a soggy mess of a salad in all my life! The whole thing tasted limp and heavy. Not all all the fresh, light treat I had been dreaming of.
My dogs were more than happy to help with the chicken and I picked the choice veggies out and enjoyed them, although they were covered in ranch. I threw the remaining 1/3 of the salad in the garbage. Still not satisfied (although I’d had enough food), I sampled my hubby’s fries and mushrooms, hoping for some satisfaction. Nope. There was nothing really wrong with them, but the fat/oil in them tasted very bad to me (not rancid, just not what my body wanted). I gave up after that.
I guess this experience shows how IE has changed my relationship with food. Three years ago, I absolutely loved the mushrooms and fries and would have polished off my plate and someone else’s. Now I don’t even like most fried foods, except for vegetable tempura.
Lesson learned. From now on when I do take-out at the restaurant, I will order a trip to the salad bar to go and make my own salad so that I can thoroughly enjoy everything it.
I do wonder how much better IE will be for me when I eventually get transferred back to civilization. I really miss having fresh produce available to me 24 hours a day, every day of the year. I suppose I’m spoiled, but I think it will become much easier to find satisfaction with better choices available.
Ugh. I feel heavy and tired, and I still have a greasy aftertaste in my mouth from the meal, even after brushing my teeth. I don’t like feeling like this. No more fried foods for a while!
Filed under: Uncategorized on February 7th, 2011