The question has often been asked, “What is American food?”: American referring to the United States. It isn’t an easy question to answer, and I’m not going to try to even touch the various considerations.
After 2 and 1/2 years living abroad, my husband and I returned to the USA for a short visit.
What “American” foods did we enjoy?
This list does not include the stuff we prepared at home.
Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire
is a song that my Colombian ESL students can’t really appreciate;
in the land of eternal Spring Jack Frost doesn’t nip at your nose.
T.G.I.Friday’s and Hard Rock Cafe
have made their way to Bogota,
but “there’s no place like the neighborhood Applebee’s”.
Don’t be fooled.
The birthplace of your gourmet coffees
doesn’t keep much to herself.
Starbucks probably has the good stuff in the USA.
Even though Dave Thomas is no longer around,
you can still get a good bowl of chili at Wendy’s,
a fast food joint that was born in the same city as I was.
The Reese’s brand is spreading the love
of the peanut butter-chocolate combination across the world,
but Ohio will guard it’s claim on Buckeyes.
It was worth the brisk morning walk
to the local Burger King for their “2 for $3” special
on breakfast sandwiches.
A visit to Ohio isn’t complete
without pepperoni from Donatos.
Unfortunately, this time the pizza
didn’t seem to have as many pepperonis as in the past.
Before we married,
my husband worked in the kitchen at the Polaris Grill.
Wednesday, we went to the dining room for lunch.
Thursday, my artist brother paid for lunch at the North Market.
The place deserves a post to itself. Stay tuned.
To celebrate Joel’s 37th birthday,
my parents treated us to an oriental buffet,
Hong Kong Grill.
Let the residents choose the location.
We planned an extended layover on our way back to Bogota
in order to visit a friend from high school.
She introduced us to the Landmark Diner.
If it had been up to my husband we probably would have gone to McDonald’s.
Next door is Joffrey’s Coffee Shop
where Joel managed to drink
a United States sized mug
after already downing 3 inferior coffees at the diner.
I had Indian Chai and Mert ordered soy milk.
Atlanta’s airport has space
where both travelers as well as people without tickets can spend time.
The three of us had Wendy’s fries for the last 30 minutes or so of our visit.