I’m not really big on places where the customers are expected to cook their own meals. I call that home. When I go out to eat, I want someone else to do the cooking.
I’m apparently in the minority with this thought. At least I was the first time I visited Bulgogi House, a Korean restaurant on West Colonial Drive between downtown and College Park. Each table has a grill set into it, and most of the tables were occupied with people happily turning over meats and vegetables as they sizzled in front of them. My friend and I looked at each other and thought, Nah, not tonight. (We headed up to Tap Room at Dubsdread and had a wonderful prime rib dinner, all of it prepared in the kitchen; didn’t even have to do dishes.)
I returned to Bulgogi House at lunch time when most of the grills are left cold and more of the guests order off the menu.
Exactly one month from today I will step off a plane in Paris, beginning a week of food, wine and more food and wine as part of a tour I’m co-leading with Kevin Fonzo and Art in Voyage – Beyond Travel. I can’t wait — it’s been almost five months since my last visit to Paris. Luckily, I’ll only have to wait three months after this trip to return.
I sort of like Paris.
One of the great comforts of Paris is waking up and strolling to one of the neighborhood boulangeries for freshly baked croissants, sitting in the flat on the balcony as the sun streams in, sipping coffee and nibbling on the croissant with just a smear of butter or jam.
I don’t know why it should be so difficult to find suitable croissants stateside. But I found a pretty good one at Cafe 906 in Baldwin Park. In fact, with the exception of the atmosphere, which is a little too industrial, Cafe 906 is a very nice French cafe.