Howdy from Kerrville, Texas! Where I've just discovered My New Most Favorite Food. OK, Ok, so I'm from Backwater Midland, Texas, and have never even HEARD of fried spinach, much less partaken of its wonderfulness. But now? Omigod. I've just eaten a passel (technical term meaning: a lot) of it, and honeys, I am HOOKED.
OK. Not really. Because, well: it has to be Deep Fried. And I don't deep fry shit. Or anything else, really. I don't own a deep fryer. They kind of frighten me, if you really want to know the truth. What with the Fair Foods--you know, the deep-fried Twinkies and deep-fried Oreos and yes, bless their hearts, the deep-fried pickles. What with all those, the deep-frying of things is really kind of frightening for me. All that grease! Which might actually be L-A-R-D. Who can tell?
But, oh! The fried spinach! It was to die for! You know I love spinach in all its forms, from raw to boiled to broiled to wilted. And the fried? It is a heaven unto itself: hot and crispy and then melt-in-your-mouth. This is, by the way, the Cafe Riverstone, in Kerrville. And if we go back there to eat tomorrow night, since we did not, alas, get to eat on the deck overlooking the Guadalupe River, since it was closed due to--gack!--RAIN, which Texas has been having in abundance this summer--we may have to go. And I will have this: an appetizer of fried spinach, and then, for an entree: fried spinach, with a side order of fried spinach, and then, for dessert? FRIED SPINACH.
And I will be very, very happy.
10 hours ago