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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2009 19:35:27 GMT
Inspired by imec's street food and road food, I think we need to talk about another necessary place in many of our lives -- the university food hangout. A lot of these places have existed for years and most of them still exist, so this is the place to display them. I went to USC in Los Angeles, and one place that you had to go at 2 or 3 in the morning was Tommy's for a Tommyburger. Even at that time of day, you had to wait in line for at least 20 minutes to get one. Tommy's |
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Post by imec on Jun 25, 2009 20:23:47 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2009 3:38:55 GMT
I cannot think of anything worthwhile to report on this except the first time I ever saw and ate grits was in a university cafeteria.
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Post by bixaorellana on Jun 26, 2009 15:01:13 GMT
I tried to google one of my favorites, but I guess it's gone forever: Don's Top Hat Drive-in, Lafayette, Louisiana. One of their features was a veal cutlet sandwich which was really a veal chop, as it came with the bone still in. Another was batter-whipped curley-cues, a potato cut into a spiral shape, dipped in batter and fried. These potatoes were carved by hand.
There was another place whose name I can't remember that served po'boys. The big treat was to have enough money for an oyster or shrimp half po'boy -- 65 cents. But the hungry student could always fill up on the 35 cent egg salad po'boy.
The little grocery stores had cold cuts sandwiches and hot boudin. In November the supermarket would empty out a whole section of its meat cooler and fill it with fresh pork crackling.
And, because USL had the distinction of drinking more Budweiser than any other place in the country, Bud used to give free parties. These were held in a large screen room, with all the beer you could drink. There were long picnic tables upon which were upended the contents of the huge boiling pots -- shrimp boiled with spices and potatoes and corn.
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Post by lagatta on Jun 26, 2009 16:31:13 GMT
I fondly remember the university cafés in Perugia. At the "University for Foreigners" (horrible Fascist-era name) the café was a spacious semi-basement room that opened onto a terrasse to sit on in good weather - the uni was located in an old Palazzo. At the regular University the café was more of an Italian caffè-bar, with a big espresso bar and most people standing up, though there were some seats. Remember these fondly because the espresso and cappuccino cost just a few centesimi, (perhaps 100, or 200?) and this was back in the Lira era.
There were also university restaurants (cafeterias), which the Italian students bitched about because mamma cooked better, but the food at the Perugia university resto was far better than any other I had eaten in whether in Québec, elsewhere in Canada, in Paris etc. If one didn't want the meat offering there was always fresh salad and mozzarella, and naturally there was pasta. And cheap wine. One resto had much better wine than the other, in little tetrapaks (250ml) for 200 lire. This was cheaper than wine in supermarkets. It was a local wine with an actual geographical origin, and quite nice. The other had wine on tap, which was simply plonk.
But for me the most memorable feature remained the many stray cats that hung out, outside, wanting to be fed. Some of us even picked up uneaten meat in a bag to feed it to the pussycats. One little black cat became quite friendly with me and showed me where her nest of kittens was. Too bad there was no way to bring her back: I'm sure she had belonged to people at some point.
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