Originally Posted by
Idaho45guy
Amen!
Love the stuff and there is nothing like it on a sub-freezing day in camp cooked in a cast iron skillet with eggs over the fire.
Unfortunately, I started a low-carb diet three months ago and have not been able to enjoy it since. But I have lost 30lbs...
Funny story...
Years ago, my ex-wife and two young kids and I were traveling up from AZ to Moscow, ID and stopped in New Meadows, ID for supper. We stopped at a little cafe on the South side of the main drag through town.
We were the only customers that time of night and a somewhat distraught looking teenage girl came out and took our drink order and left us with menus and two very grouchy and hungry kids. About a half hour goes by and there is no sign of the waitress.
Soon, another waitress shows up and apologizes and explains that our waitress just found out that she was pregnant. Our new waitress was her best friend and worked at the steak place across the street and would take our order. But, the cook was the father and he and our former waitress were out back freaking out, so the cook from the steak place would have to substitute.
Now, normal people would have just left in a huff, but my ex and I were intrigued by the drama unfolding and decided to see how it played out, so we ordered chicken strips for the kids, fish and chips for me, and my wife ordered her favorite sandwich, a rueben.
A few minutes later, the young substitute cook comes out and asks my wife what a rueben was. She patiently explained that it was corned beef, sauerkraut, and thousand island dressing on rye. He seemed satisfied so went back into the kitchen.
45 minutes later, the waitress brings us our food. Smells delicious and looks good and we are all starving by then.
Wife takes a bite of her sandwich and suddenly stops. Slowly puts it down. Swallows hard, and starts laughing. She took the top piece of bread off to reveal that the cook had prepared it with corned beef HASH.
She absolutely hates corned beef hash. Then we discovered the kid's chicken strips were raw on the inside. We decided that we had had enough and left. We ended up driving another little ways up the road and stopping at a fast food place.
Laughed about that experience for years.