Sunday we had dinner at the #Olive Garden on Reenders Drive in Winnipeg. There were 9 of
us, 3 children and 6 adults. I’m not that much into #Italian Foods, even though
I like pastas. The problem, especially with Olive Garden, is that every dish
has either tomato sauce or a white cream sauce. On top of that, they use a lot
of cheese in their dishes. I’ve never liked tomato sauces and I have to be
careful with cream and cheese sauces, because I am allergic to Dairy products.
A little is okay, but I have to watch my intake.
They have a bottomless salad bar, but their dressing is much
too sour for me and my wife. We usually order the salad and the dressing on the
side.
There wasn’t much on the menu for me. I ordered the garlic
chicken breast with garlic mashed potatoes. Even the mashed potatoes were mixed
with cheese. I don’t know what it is with all that cheese these days. I love
cheese, but not with everything. Same goes for the tomato sauces. You can’t go
anywhere without getting tomato sauces. That’s why I like Chinese Food. No
tomato sauces there. Same goes for German dishes. I guess, it's my German background.
I remember in my younger years tomato sauces were not used that
much. We could buy spaghetti with meatballs or just meat sauce, when the meat
sauce was actually made with meat and no tomatoes. I love spaghetti with
meatballs, but without the tomato sauce. It has to be meat gravy. My wife
always tells me to stop griping, but what can I do? Today we had lunch at the
casino and they served cabbage rolls. Nice rice and meat stuffing, but they
were not spicy enough and they drowned them with tomato sauce. Too bad. I
remember going to the Hungarian Pavilion at Folklorama in Winnipeg where we had cabbage rolls. They
were spicy and delicious and without tomato sauce.
Everybody else was happy, though, at the Olive Garden, which
was the main thing. What does my opinion count? Not much, I’m afraid. I’m in
the minority. Just an old relic left from the 20th century with outdated
opinions and tastes. Sigh!!!
Yesterday we got the ham bone, which was left over from our
Christmas dinner, out of the freezer and my wife made yellow split peas in her
Dutch oven. OMG, I ate so much I couldn’t breathe after. It tasted so good.
That’s plain, basic food, but so delicious. I don’t need all that stuff mixed together
to make a good meal. Keep it simple; that’s always the best. I don’t want sweet
berries and nuts in my salads. Perhaps a few onions, a few pieces of tomatoes,
radishes, cucumbers, mixed with a mild dressing, that’s enough. NO SWEET STUFF
in my salads. No #Jell-O on my lettuce leaves! Please.
We still have the deer heart from the deer I shot in the freezer, which will make
another meal do die for, together with dumplings. And then there are the pork
hocks. Boiled with sauerkraut, they will be a meal to make a song about
(Hey...that even rhymes). How about those Rouladen I sliced from the deer meat?
(Meat rolls stuffed with whatever stuffing goes into them.) My wife makes them.
I have no idea what she puts into the inside. I just eat them, but they are
yummy. Now that’s food. Old-fashioned—yes. Basic—yes. Tasty—yes. And my wife
just knows how to make them all. I guess I’m just a lucky guy.
For Valentine’s day, we’ll have a duck with Savoy cabbage. It is
tradition in our house. Another scrumptious meal. I can’t wait.
Who needs to go out to eat good food? Perhaps my wife. She
has to make it all.
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