Saturday, June 13, 2015

First Place On The Right

Hubby Tony left for a boy's road trip this morning, so today and tomorrow I'm on my own.  This afternoon I went to church, then started thinking about where I wanted to go for dinner. (The Saturday night tradition is to eat out, and I didn't see any reason to change that just because I was solo.)  I didn't want to drive too far, but none of the neighborhood 'usuals' sounded good.  I wanted something different.

As I left the church parking lot I came up with an unusual way to find a restaurant.  I would go west on Manchester and eat at the first place on the right that was new to me.  I drove for about three miles.  During that time I passed:
  • two sit down Mexican restaurants 
  • a sit down wing restaurant
  • a sushi restaurant
  • a Chinese carryout 
  • a pizza carryout 
  • a deli
  • a smoothie store
  • an ice cream place
  • and six fast food places
None of them met my criteria, though.  Just when I was starting to wonder if I'd have to change the rules of my game I saw the St. Louis Taco and Pita Grill.  The restaurant, which is housed in a building that used to be a KFC, has only been open a few months.  Success!

I skipped the drive through line and went inside and took a look at the menu.  There was something for everybody... predominantly Greek and Mexican items, but you could also order hamburgers, hot dogs, seafood, or wings. I  asked the man behind the counter if he thought I should get a gyro or a Mexican item.  He recommended the gyro, so that's what I ordered.  I got my food to go, then drove to a nearby park where I sat in my car and ate.

The restaurant had put the sauce on the pita before they added the lettuce, tomatoes, onion, feta, and meat, which helped make it less messy, but I've never gotten through a gyro without something falling out.  Sure enough, this time I had a large piece of sauce-coated onion end up on my shorts. 

It was worth it, though.

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12 comments:

  1. That's what happens when you eat in your car! Sounds good though.

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    1. I know! I wanted to sit at a picnic table but they were all in use.

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  2. Yum! That was a great choice and sounds like it was fun too.

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  3. I cannot remember the last time I had a gyro. There used to be a place downtown we could go at two or three in the morning, when the party had gone on too long. The counter was shaped like a great horseshoe, with revolving stools. No tables. You crowded to the bar to place an order and sat on a stool (lucky) or stood to from the foil wrapped gyro. Great smoky place, smelled like Greek heaven.

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    1. THAT sounds like a fun place to go!

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  4. I like your way of choosing a place to eat. You are very adventuresome in trying new places.

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    1. I'll eat almost anything. Since I drive up and down that stretch of road a couple of times a week I was pretty sure my restaurant choice would have something acceptable.

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  5. There's not much to choose from where I live, but I like your idea! It wouldn't work very well in my town since it's small, but I know of a town closeby where it would.

    I'm surprised you sat in your car at the park to eat rather than getting out and eating in the sunshine. I'm notorious for dropping food on myself.

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    1. Sunshine isn't so appealing when it's 85 degrees and humid :-)

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  6. It's times like these that explain why I keep a Tide To Go pen in my car AND in my purse.

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    1. That would probably be a good thing for me to have. This time, all that happened was that I had a grease mark on the left side of the left leg. I was going straight home so it wasn't such a big deal..

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