FOODIE THREAD

Was looking for the foodie thread and found this. I crushed my goal! Approaching 50 pounds lost now!

Congratulations, Kay! This thread escaped me completely, mostly due to the timing of its inception. So many of our actual foodie discussions occur during unexciting game threads.

There is a town called Hanford in the central San Joaquin Valley of California that at one time had a very famous restaurant in its old Chinese neighborhood, which arose from the building of the railroads in the 19th century. The owner of the restaurant was a descendant of those Chinese immigrants and classically trained in France. During WWII, he served as private chef to military dignitaries and cooked at the White House on more than one occasion. Hollywood stars would take jaunts to this tiny dairy town just for the escargot and French bread. Sadly, the restaurant closed in the 1990s, as the family who owned it had aged and its younger generation delved into other areas of occupation. Without a doubt, however, the very best escargot I’ve had anywhere and not even close.

Thanks rizzuto! A shame the restaurant closed down. Do you know any good restaurants around Los Angeles? My brother is moving there when his residency is over in June and I'll go visit him so I need some good restaurant recommendations out there.

Yea I hear Austin is a real happening place. I've been to Dallas once for a wedding (your neck of the woods) but would like to visit Austin one day.

Wow, Kay, you are officially thin! I think in ninth grade I weighed around 174.  Around 210 as a senior during basketball season.  I remember the health teacher Ms. Richards doing the BMI for all of us.  I asked her, “So, I’m overweight?”  She said, “Ignore yours, Christopher, it doesn’t work for everyone.  You probably have heavy bones.”  

The thinnest I have ever been was in college, when I was getting in shape to try to walk on to the baseball and basketball teams.  I figured I would try to pitch and to be a three-point shooting guard.   I changed my diet, eliminating nearly all carbohydrates (mistake).  I was arguably in the best shape of my life - at least for quickness and agility. When I went home, my father cursed me out, telling me “You look like hell!” and accused me of being on drugs.  My father…always supportive.  

Not any more, alas.  I blew out my knee playing basketball in 1996.  Lots of rehab to walk without a limp and several years before I could bend down like a catcher to read a green playing golf.  When I played tennis regularly in California, my legs strengthened to where I no longer needed a knee brace to play.  Then, I wrecked my motorcycle and banged up the very same knee (Still makes me sick to think about - there wasn’t a scratch on my motorcycle before the accident.  I miss riding.).  I could probably (hopefully) still shoot free throws with some accuracy, but much of shooting - especially range - is tied to one’s legs.  I was a 92% free throw shooter in high school (pulls a muscle patting himself on the back).