Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Note to self...

I saw an ad for the new sandwich place in the Old Post Office in Pullman. Want to check that out.

Also heard that the new sushi place in the Korean hotel above the Main Street Bridge in Pullman is pretty good. I want to try that also since I LOVE sushi and so far the Co-op is the only edible stuff I can find.

Nectar, Part Deux

Restaurant Review Here.

It occurred to me tonight as Hubby and I sat at an intimate wooden table whose surface was cluttered with wine glasses, baguette plates, appetizers and salad forks, that if I was running a decent restaurant in a college town, I'd probably raise my prices sky-high too. We weren't paying for the food, delicious though it was, including some kind of creamy French cheese with an unpronounceable name that I'd commit some sort of a crime in order to eat it again, but we were paying to have a waiter who refilled our water glasses without being asked, who knew how to pronounce the name of not only the cheese but also the Argentinian wine and who smoothly made chatty conversation with us on his way past our table.

We were paying for a chef who had the audacity to cover his salad with Gruyere cheese and who served raw homeycomb. But most of all we were paying a price that was high enough to discourage the student population, even the ones in the posh fraternities and sororities thus keeping the atmosphere mellow and the clientele polite. For that in this town I would pay a lot.