Missed this weeks Epicure section in The Age.
No biggie, but still …
Rude as it may seem, I couldn’t help but glance at the copy a passenger next to me on the train from work was reading.
My eye was caught by a long single column of responses by readers to a question about what are the top signs you’ve entered a Bad Restaurant.
Top of the list was … flat-screen televisions.
What kind of parallel universe is that?
In our world, wall-mounted flat-screen TVs are a harbinger of delicious food on the way.
South American soccer games, Viet song and dance extravaganzas, Bollywood epics and – recently for me – even Fox News (sound off, thankfully) in a Foostcray Ethiopian place.
What could be better?
I even had the temerity to voice these opinions to the Epicure lady.
She seemed bemused I’d been surreptitiously reading her newspaper – but that’s better than snarky.
As we neared a station and she prepared to depart the train, she even presented me with her “pre-loved” copy of Epicure, God bless her.
I asked her where she lived; locally, obviously.
So I gave her a Consider The Sauce business card.
I hope she checks us out.