The New Taste of Wendys

Growing up I really loved going to Wendy’s for lunch or dinner, but then again, what kid doesn’t like fast food.  I remember the Wendy’s of old that offered square patties, thick cut fries and one hell of a good frosty.  Wendy’s wasn’t as popular as Burger King or McDonald’s at the time so it was a treat.

I remember they made a name for themselves with their square marketing, boasting the only square patty anywhere.  They also made waves with their hilarious commercial that aired in the 1980s, that depicted a little old lady looking over one of their competitors burgers and saying “where’s the beef” in an Anne Ramsay style voice.  That commercial has legs today!

However it seemed that changed, they weren’t the classic burger anymore.  The reason it did, I can’t say.  Maybe Dave wasn’t involved as much as he grew older, probably turning over the reigns to a corporate office who had no problem cutting corners to make a bigger profit.  Maybe Dave himself was the culprit, but regardless the reason when anyone mentioned Wendy’s a few years ago I quickly suggested we visit another place.

I’m not the only one who felt the way I did, because I started to see Wendy’s restaurants boarded up.  You never McDonald’s like that, so the word and the taste spread; or should I say what taste.

When I was in high school, my senior year to be exact, a friend of mine dared me to go to each fast food restaurant in my area.  Those at the time were “McDonalds, Burger King and Wendy’s” and try their burger with no bun, no condements, just the plain beef.  He told me I would very surprised, because one of those burgers would have no taste… can you guess which one?

Never wanting to deny a dare, and satisfying my own curiosity I took the challenge.  I mean come on, can you really eat any meat and find it has no taste?  Well, they were right.  I was actually shocked, I didn’t think it was possible… Wendy’s burgers had no flavor, despite the dripping grease.

After Dave’s passing, I really thought the restaurant chain would die with Dave.

Surprisingly, it didn’t and I am glad it didn’t.  I think Dave’s daughter took more of a role in restaurant after his death.  She has introduced some really interesting ice teas, the fries have changed as they now utilize sea salt for a great new flavor.  She also introduced Daves Thick and Juicy burgers.  These burgers brought back the “square” that made the chain famous.  It’s also thicker, so now they have emerged from the trend their other competitors fell into, they they criticized in the 80s.  The burgers come in a half box wrapped in white paper like burgers were once delivered to their customers in.

The result is an AMAZING taste, its the old Wendy’s if not better!  They still have their baked potato side you can substitute for fries, or eat their delicious new style fries.  They still offer their Frosty, the fruits and improved on their salads.

I must say I am very happy Wendy has taken over her dad’s restaurant and I am glad that the corporate officers are listening to her.  If you skimp on the products to make more money, your establishment will soon be skimpy on customers.  I’m glad they’ve opened their eyes and returned to their old greatness!

Cappy’s Pizzeria

My husband is a self-proclaimed pizza aficionado.  I honestly think he has tried every single pizza parlor in the city by now in search of the ultimate pie.  In his perfect pepperoni quest, he found Cappy’s.  Located at 2900 1st Avenue North in St. Petersburg, Florida, Cappy’s has one very tasty pizza.  Cappy’s serves their pies hand-tossed, New York style and deep dish, Chicago style; simple, yet delicious to the last slice. 

Hand-tossed pizzas come in either small or large and can be prepared with just cheese or with a variety of  toppings, everything from Anchovies to Artichoke hearts.  In addition to making your own pizza, you can order The Veggy, a pie covered in yummy vegetables, or The Cappy, the pizzeria’s signature pie that comes with a handful of toppings such as ham, sausage and mushrooms. 

For the heartier appetite, try a deep dish; a true Chicago speciality.  With this pizza, there are three sizes to choose from- small, medium and large.  Cappy’s deep dish can be prepared with all the same choices for toppings, including pie varieties such as The Veggy and The Cappy.

Cappy’s sauce tastes slightly sweet and fresh, like it was made from tomatoes right off the vine.  All the toppings are of the highest quality; nothing tastes as if it has been packaged or frozen.  The crust is always light, never heavy with dough.

Calzones are also made to perfection at Cappy’s.  Stuffed with mozzarella and served with marinara on the side, they are a tasty variation from a pie.  And if you want to get a little bit creative with your calzone, order one with a filling of choice for just 50 cents extra.

Breadsticks from Cappy’s are wonderfully seasoned and make a great addition to any pizza or calzone.  My husband and four-year-old son enjoy the cheesebread from the pizzeria.  Each bread stick is covered with melt-in-your-mouth mozzarella.

A cold, crisp salad pairs well with Cappy’s heavier dishes.  Choose from a Greek, Caesar, or tossed salad.

The only thing Cappy’s is missing are hot wings.  I’m a wing lover, so these are a must when I order a pizza.  Cappy’s does not carry wings, at least not at this point in time.  Then again, with pizza so good, who needs anything more.

Cappy’s Pizzeria

Located at 2900 1st Avenue North, St. Petersburg, FL 33713

727-321-3020

www.cappyspizzaonline.com

Dinner:  Sunday-Thursday, 5-9 pm, Friday and Saturday, 5-10 pm

Lunch:  Thursday and Friday, 11 am-2:30 pm

The Floridian

Growing up in South Florida, I can truly appreciate a good Cuban sandwich.  There aren’t many places that can get it “just right.”  Sure, there are plenty of excellent restaurants and cafes down in the Miami area that have mastered the Cuban, but how about in the Tampa Bay area?  Many believe that Ybor City is like a second Little Havana, and perhaps so, but living in St. Petersburg I don’t exactly relish the idea of having to commute nearly 20 minutes into Tampa just to grab a tasty sandwich.  So where’s a girl to go in Pinellas County for yummy Cuban cuisine?

The Floridian, just off of the Treasure Island Causeway, is the next best thing to getting my Miami fix.  I had only driven by this place about a hundred times, but never actually parked and gone in.  I had heard phenomenal things about The Floridian; how great the food is, the friendly staff, the laid back atmosphere, its ideal location.  So why did it take me such a long time to actually get inside this fabulous little eatery?  Who knows, maybe I just didn’t think their sandwiches could possibly compare to the “real deal.”  But now that I know how delicious The Floridian really is, I can’t seem to stay away.

Voted Tampa Bay’s “Best Cuban Sandwich” by both local newspapers and news channels alike, The Floridian aims to please.  Their trademark Cuban comes in two sizes; twelve inches and nine.  The bread is toasted perfectly and the mustard/mayo mix is just right; not the least bit overwhelming.  The sandwich is loaded with mouth-watering meats including ham, spiced pork, and Genoa salami, layered on just right and mixed in with imported Swiss cheese.

If the traditional Cuban isn’t what you are craving, there are plenty of other yummy sandwiches.  For instance, there’s the Roast Turkey or Tuna Melt, made with homemade Albacore Tuna salad.  For a close second to the Cuban, one may try the Spiced Pork, prepared with a delicious Mojo marinade.

The Floridian is so much more than just sandwiches, however.  The soups are simply heavenly at this Treasure Island hot spot.  The famous Floridian Bean Soup is sensational and a must-try.  This soup is hearty and is especially  satisifying on a cooler day.  There is no shortage of ham, pork, chorizo in this dish.  Hardly bland, the soup is full of flavor, and mixes in garlic and Collard greens to boot.  It’s definitely a favorite of mine.  Another great choice is The Floridian’s Black Bean Soup, served up with onions and toast.  This is no side dish, as it makes for a perfect meal all in itself.

Combo plates are also very popular at this beachy little cafe.  You can pair just about any sandwich will either black beans and rice, or one of the soups.  There are also black bean and yellow rice plates.

The sides are just as amazing as the actual entrees.  One that tops the list for me is the Devil Crab, which is a breaded and deep fried dough roll served up with seasoned Blue Crab inside.  Scrumptious!  According to the folks at The Floridian, this is an authentic Tampa dish.  The Stuffed Potato side is equally delectable.  Once again, it is breaded and deep fried, but there is no crab here.  Simply a potato ball with an inside of seasoned ground beef and pork.  If you want to keep it easy, just order up some Cuban toast, potato chips or good ol’ Plantain chips.

As far as a casual beachy atmosphere, well, The Floridian personifies that.  Most folks who dine in or take out at this cafe, come in either barefoot or with their brightly colored flip-flops on.  Sandy legs and sun burned backs are pretty standard in this place, and no one looks twice at bathing suit clad patrons.  Friendly and relaxed, The Floridian is the perfect spot to visit after a long, hot day at the shore.  There’s indoor seating, but most prefer to sit outside on the cool, covered deck. 

For those choosing to dine in, beer is served, including one of my favorites, Landshark.  There’s also plenty of other cold refreshments, including iced tea and lemonade. 

Trays are available for parties.  Cut-up sandwiches are served on a dome tray and are enough for 6-8 people.  Be sure to call ahead.

Open daily from 11-9

For take-out orders call, 367-6662

Located at 230 Treasure Island Causeway (107th Ave.), Treasure Island, FL

www.FloridianRestaurant.com

The Changing Chicken Tenders from Burger King

I still remember the very first time I ever ate Burger King’s chicken tenders.  I was coming home from school in Bristol, CT., and my grandparents picked me up.  Before we went home, they took me to eat at Burger King. I watched the commercials and remembered how good those chicken strips looked, so that is what I had.  From that moment on I was hooked; it was my favorite meal from Burger King and one I never deviated from.

Then I saw the commercial saying “a limited time offer.”  Oh no!, I thought.  Well lucky for me, that limited time offer is still going because they have yet to disappear and they are still a favorite from this fast food chain.  However, about six years ago, I started to grow disappointed with this amazing dish.

Just around the time Burger King changed the recipe with their fries – something they never should have done – they changed the look and breading to their signature chicken tender.

Now, in a taste test between McDonald’s chicken nuggets and Burger King’s chicken tenders, it was hands down Burger King that won top honors.  Yet, after they changed their recipe to the new breading, I stopped eating the popular meal that I have been eating since 1986.

It wasn’t just the new shape of the chicken tenders; instead, it became the large amount of fillers used, unlike the preceding recipe.  When I ordered them, they came to the counter very greasy and soggy, mainly because of all the breading inside.  It was the death of my beloved chicken tender.  The tender that I once enjoyed eating, had evolved  into chicken strips; soggy and bread filled, with a different shape.

But now in 2011, 25 years after they introduced the chicken tender and about six years since they almost destroyed the dish, they yet again reinvented it – and honestly, I’m glad they did.

It still doesn’t match up to their original recipe, but it’s a big step in the right direction.  The shape now mimics McDonald’s chicken nuggets, and you can taste more chicken than breading.  Reluctant to try it at first because of all that grease, I broke down and ordered a serving.  I was not looking forward to that horrible breading texture Burger King used to coat the strips with, and I really didn’t want to feel the oil ooze into my mouth.  To my surprise, that’s not what I received.

What I did get was a hearty nugget, similar to the original, with less oil and a better breading.

I still miss the original and I really hope that Burger King executives wise up and realize they had a winner for almost 20 years and reverted back.  Still, if you’re craving that original goodness, feel safe in sampling the new and improved chicken tender from Burger King.

The Postcard Inn On The Beach: Wish You Were Here

Imagine summertime in Florida back in the 1950s and ’60s.  It was a different era.  Simple and sunny.  A warm summer’s breeze brings in the sweet and intoxicating scent of orange blossoms mixed with Coppertone tanning oil.  A freckled face girl with sunkissed skin wearing a crisp cotton dress, skips along the surf.  Rays of sunlight shine down on the white, powdery sand, flecked with polished shells which are glistening in the Gulf waters.  A cold glass of grape Koolaid and a corkscrew straw in the brightest of pink gets passed back and forth between best friends.  Ah, the simpler, happier days.  It seems as though life now, and yes, even in a paradise such as Florida, is far more complicated and stressful.  I guess things have changed.  Or have they?  At The Postcard Inn on the Beach, those carefree, sunny days of the ’50s and ’60s have returned.

I recently got word of this great beachside establishment a couple of months ago.  Travel and Leisure refers to this funky new Florida hotel as “hip, affordable and resolutely casual.”  But that’s hardly the only good press this place has gotten. The Postcard Inn, located on beautiful St. Pete Beach, has received much praise on its inexpensive room rates and cool vintage vibe.  The hotel captures the essence of old Florida in a very charming way.  No two rooms are alike. Certain rooms feature beachy wall murals, while others come with their very own grassy patios equipped with hammocks to lounge on. Despite each room being unique, they all have a commonality- being retro chic.  The Postcard Inn may be vintage, but has a modern twist; it is unlike any other hotel I have ever seen.

I’m a sucker for nostalgia, so I couldn’t wait to check this place out.  It was a warm June evening when I decided to venture over to the hotel and have dinner at its critically acclaimed barbeque restaurant.  Wildwood Barbeque has gotten much recognition since its opening here in town.  The restaurant serves scrumptious, mouth-watering barbeque from pit master, “Big Lou” Elrose and offers a wide array of bourbons, which I was later told by my waiter, pairs well with this kind of cuisine.  Wildwood’s interior is rustic urban, with plenty of polished wood and flatscreen televisions. In the background, feel good music played out on the overhead speakers.  The menu features a great selection of barbeque and all the fixin’s.  There is the Carolina pulled pork in vinegar sauce, the Kansas City baby back ribs slathered in a spicy chipotle, and the Memphis style ribs dry rubbed, just to name a few.  The sauces to accompany these rib dishes taste amazing, and the tender meat practically falls right off the bone.  While I dined, I  particulary enjoyed the sticky ribs, which are full cut spare ribs served wet in a delicious sweet and tangy sauce.  I also sampled the Texas smoked brisket, garnished with pickled jalapenos.  Typically, I’m not much of a jalapeno fan (too hot for my taste buds!), but on this dish, they were just right and the pickling cut down the heat.  It was a perfect accessory to the brisket.  The meat here was so unbelievably tender, it felt like it melted as soon as it touched my tongue.  I was in my happy place.

If you can’t handle a full rack of ribs, there are half racks available as well, for the smaller appetite.  With my ribs that evening, I started with just a half rack, but they were so tasty, I regretted not ordering the bigger version.  And if pork isn’t your thing, don’t fret, as the applewood smoked chicken with an apricot barbeque glaze is just heavenly to the palate.  There are also combo plates and sampler platters for those who want to try a little of this, and a little of that. The sides are just as special as the actual barbeque entrees.  The aged cheddar mac and cheese is out of this world, and the baked beans served with burnt ends and bacon, taste just as good as my grandmother’s.  There is also cast iron skillet cornbread, which is a must-try.

In addition to the amazing food, the service was first rate.  My table was checked on multiple times during dinner, and my waiter was exceptional.  He was a young man, but showed much knowledge regarding the food and the restaurant itself.  My ice tea, served icey cold in a Mason jar, was kept filled throughout the evening.

I was done with my meal and ready to explore the rest of the hotel.  Even though I had washed my hands in the bathroom (which I was impressed with, even though it was quite small), I could still smell the lingering scent of ribs on my fingers.  I guess this really wasn’t a complaint though.  I started toward the lobby, which looked very unexpected, but in a good way.  Retro, hip and fresh is a perfect way to describe the unique decor; 1960s’ surfer chic mixed in with a little James Bond (the Sean Connery version), and topped off with cozy coffeehouse funk.  The Postcard Inn on the Beach showed itself to be clean, uncluttered and full of nostalgic charm.  I felt like I was in St. Pete Beach back when my folks were teenagers and dating.  Ah, those simpler, happier days again. Just walking through the lobby to the back doors leading out to the pool, I felt refreshed, light and airy.  The hotel had already proven to be a major mood lifter. Strolling through the courtyard was like another jolt back into time.  There was a nice selection of comfy vintage lawn furniture arranged on the freshly cut, bright green grass.  An outdoor pool table and a couple of ping pong tables were a nice twist to the more traditional hotel courtyard set-ups.  Under a few sprawling branches of a couple of shady old oaks, dangled glass lanterns that flickered over a few Adirondack chairs grouped next to a fire pit.  The scene looked like something out of the Poconos in the summertime, back in the ’50s.  It was magical.

The pool beckoned on this hot summer’s night with its sparkling blue water, cool and refreshing.  Retro lawn chaise loungers lined its perimeter.  And if old style simplicity isn’t your thing, then bronze your hide on the South Beach influenced outdoor beds.  I think I would have to order a martini if I laid out on one of these.  Glamorous, chic and once again, oh so reminiscent of  1960s James Bond.

Just past the pool sits a legendary beach bar; a real one-of-a-kind, as far as this writer is concerned.  What was once the Swigwam, the oldest beach bar around, is now the PCI Beach Bar and Snack Shack.  Covered in old license plates from all over the nation, the rustic wooden shack attracts a mostly young and hip crowd.  However, there still are the more seasoned patrons who hang around PCI that were regulars from when it was the Swigwam.  These are the sunbaked beach bums and bumettes who never gave up their bar stools.  Despite the age differences, these patrons blend right in with the college crowd and young professionals.  Twenty-something women, with sand sprinkled on their brightly painted toenails, ease up to the bar for frozen concoctions and cold brewskies. Guys wearing polo shirts with their farmer’s tans sit back on the wooden benches listening to the live music and occasionally glancing over at a pretty beach babe.  The bar translates well from afternoon to evening.  Once the sun melts into the ocean and the moon and stars begin to peek out from behind the purple lined clouds, the PCI Beach Bar starts to really come to life.  A warm breeze gently sways the seagrape leaves next to the far end of the bar, and a girl wearing a pair of worn and faded cut-offs and flip-flops encrusted in wet sand orders a tropical drink.  A group of college coeds plays a game of night volleyball on the sand under the moonlight, while the seat oats blow back and forth softly.  And old dude with a Gorton’s fisherman beard pulls up a seat, while Cat Steven’s classic hit, “Moonshadow,” plays in the background. “Draven was here.  Don’t steal my name,” is scribbled onto the weathered wood bar top.  Of course, there are the many inscriptions of “forever loves” grafittied around the beach shack as well.  ”John and Sue forever.”  ”Tina loves Mike forever.”  I just wonder how many of those “forevers” were sincere.  Then, I notice something scribbled in permanent black marker on the farthest side of the bar.  A female patron had written out a list of people who had attended her recent divorce party.  The shack’s dim lighting barely illuminates, casting a cozy and warm glow.  I felt like any minute I would see an old time sea captain walk in off the sand, and order up a boilermaker.  A bikini clad bartender, with an elaborate tattoo covering most of her beautifully tanned back, was busy behind the bar taking drink orders.  I tried the ever classic pina colada, which was nicely mixed and perfectly sweet.  The bar also serves up a large selection of beer in cans.

All in all, my experience that night at this retro beachside hot spot was memorable.  It was exciting to be in an environment so different and unique.  As I walked back out through the Postcard Inn’s lobby, I took one last lingering look around.  A movie was playing on a wall, overhead on a projector.  The night clerk smiled friendly and wished me a good night.  I opened the door leading to the front parking lot, and stepped out once more into the warm summer’s night… back into 2010, all over again.

For more information on the Postcard Inn on the Beach, visit their site at www.postcardinn.com.

Postcard Inn on the Beach

6300 Gulf Blvd., St. Pete Beach, FL 33706/ 1-800-237-8918


NY Style Pizza In Rural Florida

Nestled in the heart of Land O’ Lakes/ Lutz, Florida lies a small pizzeria with a rich family tradition. It has served this area since 2000, delivering for the locals one of the best tasting New York style pizzas in the area kissed with a hint of Italiano. Honestly, it’s hard for many locals to know what a true New York style pizza is, except now, they have the chance to experience it without having to travel northward.

A “true” New York style pizza is unlike any other; its base is a thin and fluffy crust that is hand tossed to the desired diameter. The chef would then glaze the top with homemade tomato sauce rich with decedent herbs and spices, layered with fresh and stringy mozzarella cheese and toppings of your choice. Once out of the oven, the slices are so large that you have to fold them to eat them, and trust me, it makes it taste better. You know you have a true New York slice when the oils run down your arm, and then get the esteem pleasure of licking it up. Are you hungry yet? If so, then head on over to Pizza Suprema.

Like I said before, the pizzeria has a rich family tradition because Luigi and Lena founded it with their son, Joe. They are true native Italians that migrated down to Lutz from New York. For over 30 years Luigi and Lena have been cooking and slaving behind piping hot ovens to deliver some of the world’s best tasting Italian food. Joe and Frank grew up working in their restaurants in New York and now continue the tradition here in Florida.

Around 2004 Pizza Suprema branched out, creating a store off of Bruce B. Downs in the Target shopping center and across the street from the original establishment in the new Publix shopping center. It was a feat of dominance over the competition, because each branch offered something a little different with the ambiance for the patrons. However, in 2006, Pizza Suprema III located in the Publix shopping center closed after the franchisees decided to sell. Joe, who partnered with another investor, kept the store on Bruce B. Downs but later sold his half to his partner and now goes under another name.

Frank is the primary caretaker of the Original Pizza Suprema, but his brother Joe can be found in there as well from time to time, and of course, their lovely mother Lena. Sadly, last year the brothers lost their father but vowed to carry on the Marchica legacy. Today Joe has a few more locations in the Tampa area, one being Marcello’s on Van Dyke and Dale Mabry. He also has a quick pizzeria in the Shell gas station on Van Dyke and Longleaf. There you can get that great slice of pie in a second, while you fill up your gas tank; what could be better than that?

So stop in to any of the restaurants and see why they offer the best pizza in the area. Even if you don’t want pizza or you don’t like pizza, there is something there for you too. They offer their patrons a full variety of traditional and more exotic Italian food dishes. Some using gourmet ingredients that are sure to please. Their food is made fresh from scratch daily; they don’t serve pre-made dishes. You will get an eye-popping portion that will make you wonder how you will ever eat all of your order. Don’t worry; they have “doggy bags.”

If you want some of that good Italian hospitality, then Pizza Suprema and Marcello’s are sure to hit the spot. They always have and always will live and work by the simple saying, “when you’re there, you’re family.” And they will certainly treat you as such.

For more info, see www.originalpizzasuprema.com, or call them at 813-909-2229.

The Domino’s Challenge

You’ve probably seen the television commericals where taste testers are bashing Domino’s Pizza, and the chefs decide to change their reputation.  It takes a lot to get on TV and announce to the world your product is terrible.  Most companies do everything in their power to conceal it from the public; not loving Domino’s pizza much, I thought maybe it’s worth a try.  What’s the worst that can happen, they refund my money back because it was worse or no better than before?

So last Wednesday I ordered a medium pepperoni pizza, “hand tossed” crust.  I thought, let’s start with the basics.  I figured how can you ruin that, right?

When it arrived it looked the same as any of their older pizzas ever did.  Same box, to the eye I saw no difference.  When I ate it, I did notice some changes.

  1. The sauce wasn’t as sweet as it was before.  I found it more robust and pleasing to my tastebuds.
  2. The crust was a bit better too.  The older crust was dry and had this crumbly like texture to it.  Now it was moist and bready and had a better flavor.  It almost was like the pan pizza texture of Pizza Hut.
  3. It arrived hot, something I haven’t had with Domino’s in years.

So overall, in my opinion, they did improve their pizza.  I can actually stomach it better than before.  This was the first time I ate more than two slices of a Domino’s pizza!  However, Domino’s is not my first choice for take-out pizza.

The First Thanksgiving

Thank1TGIt’s almost sgiving, and as the holiday approaches, most of us begin thinking about family gatherings, shopping lists, and expanding waistlines.  The holidays are a time for reuniting with the ones we love and feasting on scrumptious pies and deliciously browned turkey legs.  However, most of us don’t think much about how Thanksgiving came to be.  As we sit down at the dining room table to savor all the magnificent meats and mouth watering desserts, we don’t give any thought to what the Pilgrims and Indians ate, or more importantly, the significance of the holiday in general.  Why and when did this celebration of thanks start?  For those who may not know, here is the story of the first Thanksgiving.

It all began as a three day celebration of good harvest amongst the Pilgrims and Indians in the autumn of 1621.  It is to be noted that this celebration was hardly considered to be a holiday, just a happy gathering.  The holiday did not become official until President Lincoln proclaimed it so in 1863.

The Pilgrims came to this country by the Mayflower and were originally members of the English Separatist Church (the Puritans). They had fled from their home in England, then sailed on to Holland (the Netherlands) to escape religious persecution.  In Holland they were granted religious tolerance.  However, they eventually became disenchanted with the Dutch way of life, thinking it to be ungodly.  The Separatists decided to seek out a better life.  They negotiated with a London stock company to finance a pilgrimage to America.  Many who made the venture on board the Mayflower were non-Separatists, but were brought on to protect the company’s interests (only a third of the original colonists were Separatists).

The Pilgrims completed their journey and arrived on Plymouth Rock in December of 1620.  Their first winter was cruel and cold. By the following year’s fall, the Pilgrims had lost 46 of their original 102 who had sailed on board the Mayflower.  However, with the harvest of 1621, there was much to be thankful for.  The crops were bountiful, and the remaining colonists rejoiced with a great feast.  This celebration included the 91 Indians who helped the Pilgrims survive their first harsh year.  The gathering of food, Pilgrim and Indian was indeed a time of giving thanks.

Governor William Bradford sent “four men following” after wild duck and geese, however, it is most likely that wild turkey was not served at this feast as it traditionally is now.  It is certain though that venison was prepared instead.  The term “turkey” was simply used by the Pilgrims to describe any kind of wild fowl.  Pumpkin pie? Not hardly.  It is rather unlikely that the pie we have all grown to love during this time of year made its way onto the dinner table in the 1600s.  The supply of flour had long been diminished, therefore, no breads or pastries were made during this time.  Most likely though, boiled pumpkin was consumed and there was also a type of fried bread prepared from the corn crop.  You also couldn’t find any milk, cider, potatoes or butter at this feast.  There was no domestic cattle for dairy, and the newly discovered potato was still considered to be poisonous by many of the Europeans.  The celebration meal did include fish, lobster, clams, venison, berries, dried fruit, plums and watercress.  Spices were very much used at this first feast, including cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, salt and pepper.  Pepper was used only in the cooking process and not put on the table.  In addition, the Pilgrims did not use forks, but instead ate with spoons, knives and their fingers.  Dirty hands were wiped on large, cloth napkins which they also used to pick up hot foods with.  No one was served individually, but rather food was put out on the table for all to take from.  There was no course or order to the menu; everything was served at once.  Puddings, sweets and meat were distributed all together.

The feast was not duplicated the following year.  In fact, many years passed before it was repeated.  It wasn’t until June 1676 when another celebration feast was declared.  On June 20, 1676, the governing council of Charlestown, Massachusetts held a meeting to determine the best way to express thanks for the great fortune that had seen their community securely established. Edward Rawson, the clerk, was instructed to proclaim June 29th as a day of thanksgiving.  However, with this celebration there were no Indians invited simply because it was meant to recognize the colonists’ recent victory over the “heathen natives.”

A hundred years later in the year 1777 during the month of October, all thirteen colonies joined in on the thanksgiving celebration.  This time also commemorated the victory over the British at Saratoga.  This coming together was just a one time event.

In 1789, George Washington proclaimed a National Day of Thanksgiving, yet some were opposed.  There was discord among the colonies.  Many felt the hardships of a few Pilgrims did not warrant a national holiday.  President Thomas Jefferson later dismissed the idea of a celebration day, as well.

Sarah Josepha Hale wanted to change this.  As a magazine editor, Hale eventually led efforts to what we recognize and accept as Thanksgiving today.  The determined Ms. Hale wrote many editorials promoting her cause in her Boston Ladies’ Magazine and also later on in the Godey’s Lady’s Book.  After a forty year campaign of editorial writing and letters to governors and presidents, Hale’s battle was won.  In 1863, President Lincoln proclaimed the last Thursday in November as a National Day of Thanksgiving.  It was then accepted by every president after Lincoln, however the date was changed a few times.  This date change happened more recently by Franklin Roosevelt, setting it up to be the next-to-last Thursday in the month in hopes of creating a longer Christmas shopping season.  This was not accepted well by the public, so the President moved it back to its original date two years later.  In 1941, Thanksgiving became sanctioned by Congress as a legal holiday and as the fourth Thursday in November.

Thanksgiving-what is it to us today?  It is a time to come together and reunite over good food.  A time to reflect on the history of America.  A time to give thanks for what we have, whether we are rich or poor.  This is what to consider the next time we go to sit down for a meal of turkey and green bean casserole.  It’s not about who is sitting next to who, or what Aunt Jean is wearing.  It’s not about the recipe used to cook the meal, or the fancy china spread.  It’s who we are as people.  Our ancestors, our history.  It’s about the sacrifices once made, and the help given.  In this time of recession when many of us no longer have jobs and are flooded in debt, we can still find gratitude.  Look at those loving faces around us at the table, and who they are to us.  What have they done to help us? We may not  always have the most bountiful of feasts, but if we have even just some food on our table, we should be grateful.  In the 1600s the harvest meal symbolized cooperation and interaction among the colonists and Native Americans. We need to incorporate this symbolism into our modern day Thanksgiving gathering.  We cannot forget how this celebration feast began and what it stands for today.  So, this year, when you sit down to eat and gather with loved ones, truly give thanks for what is important in your life, not matter how insignificant it may seem.

Kissin’ Cuzzins: Cookin’ With Love

Kissin’ Cuzzins neighborhood restaurant has been a tradition for many since 1961.  St. Petersburg locals and old timers have been eating at this establishment for years and insist it’s still the best breakfast in town.  Kissin’ Cuzzins was once a chain, featuring two other restaurants in Pinellas County- one on 4th Street in St. Petersburg, and the other in neighboring Clearwater.  However, both restaurants fell victim to soaring land prices and had to shut their doors.  The original Kissin’ Cuzzins still sits comfortably at its 34th Street and 9th Avenue location in St. Petersburg.

Diners rave about the quality food, generous portions and low prices.  Inside the atmosphere is simple and quaint, almost reminiscent of a small town cafe or diner.  The wait staff is friendly and efficient; most have been working at the restaurant for years.  The food tastes comforting, much like something mom would’ve made.  Many customers have their personal favorites, but I have found that just about everything on the Kissin’ Cuzzins menu is superb.  

Start with a hearty breakfast and you’ll hardly be disappointed by the selection of omelettes, pancakes or their three varieties of Eggs Benedict, including the Blackstone, which is served with bacon and tomato.  The coffee is always perfectly blended- potent, but never bitter.  The hash brown casserole is delightful.  I have ordered this as a side to my traditional version of Eggs Benedict. The hash browns are well seasoned and flavorful, with a nice crispiness on top.  The half order Benedict is always enough for me, along with a large serving of hash browns.  The egg, flawlessly prepared, is covered with a lemony smooth hollandaise sauce, and sits beautifully upon a slice of thick ham and muffin.  This breakfast dish is always a personal favorite of mine at this restaurant, but while I claim this to be the best, other diners may feel differently.  Pancakes, especially the chocolate chip variety, are quite popular at Kissin’ Cuzzins and so are the omelettes and scrumptious waffles.  If you prefer something lighter, order the fruit cup or pair it with a heavy meal.  It’s a refreshingly sweet addition to something salty, such as bacon or ham.  The cut up honeydew and cantaloupe are divine- sweet, ripe and soft.  

Be sure to come back later for lunch and order up some of Kissin’ Cuzzins pasta, chicken, steak and fish dishes, which include their famous amberjack.  The lunch menu offers a little of everything such as soups, sandwiches and salads.  A restaurant favorite is the Southern fried chicken salad.

If you are more of a dinner eater-outer, this is where Kissin’ Cuzzins disappoints.  Not because dinner is poor, but simply because the restaurant doesn’t even offer dinner.  So if you plan on eating here, come early or you’ll miss out.

My visits to Kissin’ Cuzzins have always been good ones.  Even my two-year-old son enjoys this place.  It typically takes an army to keep him sitting quiet at a restaurant, but at Kissin’ Cuzzins, he sits like a perfect angel.  I’m not sure which he enjoys more- nibbling on the food, or rearranging sugar packets, but whatever the case may be, this restaurant works for him and that makes this momma happy!

So next time you’re in St. Petersburg and your stomach is rumbling, be sure to check out the neighborhood staple, Kissin’ Cuzzins. Time after time, this eatery gets five star customer ratings, excellent reviews in the media and almost always has a filled up parking lot (in fact, there is usually a car overflow from the lot on the weekends).

Whether it’s breakfast or lunch, Kissin’ Cuzzins’ food is simply delicious and without a doubt, cooked with plenty of love.

 

Kissin’ Cuzzins:  951 34th Street North, St. Petersburg, FL 33713

727-323-3915

Pizza Wars -DiPiazzas

DiPiazzas
5205 E Pacific Coast Hwy
Long Beach, CA 90804-4442
(562) 498-2461
www.dipiazzas.com

When you hear the term “pizza” what comes to mind? I would assume your favorite type of course, but what does the word “pizza” actually mean? It’s a world-popular dish loved by all, made of Italian origin, made with an oven-baked, flat, generally round bread that is often covered with tomatoes or a tomato-based sauce and mozzarella cheese. Other toppings are added according to region, culture, or personal preference. It originated from the part of the Italian cuisine, that most, shops, and restaurants, play a primarily role in showcasing. Pretty much pizza sells, and it goes into many catchy names, let me tell you, “pizza parlor”, “pizza place” and “pizza shop” are used within the United States.

 Moving right along, my boyfriend and I sat down at two of the most divine pizza parlors around the Los Angeles terrain. One night took place at Shakey’s Pizza, a popular pizza chain that has served customers from all over, having established 400 stores globally, and 60 within the U.S. alone. When it comes down to the menu options you get a wide range of options, pizza, salad, fried chicken, and mojo potatoes, among a handful of other dishes that will make your mouth water. The service there was excellent, once you’ve ordered you take a seat at one of the many booths, and they bring it right to you all hot and ready to eat. Same thing goes for the next pizza place. Another pizza hot spot was found out in Long Beach, at a small hole in the wall, known as Di Piazza’s which accommodates well for everyone who walks through their doors. From live entertainment, to some of the finest beverages around, from wine to beer down to anything you could quench your thirst upon. Now their menu is quite similar to that of Shakey’s, having available, pastas, and of course pizza. Only downside for these guys is their price, but as they say “You get what you pay for,” and let me say with these guys, it’s well worth every penny!

When it’s all said and done though, you walk away not only with a happy tummy but a recommendation you can easily carry on and tell all your fellow employees, friends, family, neighbors, you name it. Anyone, who is everyone, should stop on by pigging out on an all time American favorite.

Reviewed by Natalie Perez