American food on the whole is bountiful and it is OK, just not memorable. Nearly every bar or café seems to offer the same things; Omelettes, burgers, steak sandwiches, hot dogs, steaks etc. There is not that much regional variation (unless you count grits, which is the most evil looking and smelling shit I have ever seen) and strangely for such an ethnically diverse country, not much in the way of ethnically diverse food in main stream eateries (unless you count Mexican, which I don’t, as it is bland rubbish. Corn based something or other, mince, tomato, beans, chillies, cheese – mix up slightly and call a different name and you have a got a Mexican menu).
But two places that offered great food were in Upstate New York and midstate Massachusetts.
The Autumn Café in Oneonta had fantastic Cajun food. The Divine Ms M (pictured) works in the café on a part time basis but whose main job is as a Real Estate Agent. I don’t know who was more shocked, me, when she told me that an average house in Oneonta was $110k or her, when I told her that an average price in Melbourne was $650k.
The lovely Jessica and friend in a Mid Massachusetts pub called the Stone something or other or maybe it was the Cold something in a town I can’t remember (the beer here was also very good) who served traditional pub food including Irish sausage rolls. I had never heard of these before, but they are just sensational. This was a really old pub with lovely wooden counters. Unfortunately some of these had been recently gouged by a patron. A young chappie delivering something, looking at the gouges says “I’m the most obnoxious alcoholic in this town and even I wouldn’t do this”.
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