But let's start with one of the best meals, all time, SFG has ever eaten. Crawfish, baby. Two pounds of crawfish. In spicy garlic butter sauce. Served in a plastic bag. With spicy fries. And a couple of Budweisers. At a place called Hot & Juicy Crawfish in Washington DC. Spicy melt in your mouth goodness.
But Spicy Food Guy digresses.
Spring break, 2011. The first step on our trip from Pittsburgh is the Summit Diner in Somerset PA. SFG gorged on the Scrapyard, a combination of hash browns, scrapple, two eggs sunny side up, and cheddar cheese. Pricetag of something like $4.50. Best value meal ever. The scrapple, which is not easy to find outside PA, was the perfect crunch to mix in the eggs and potatoes. Great start.
Another terrific meal was the Applewood Bacon Scramble at the Open City Diner just north of downtown DC. Two eggs sunny side up, applewood bacon, and aged white Vermont cheddar cheese all mixed together with grits on the side. Outstanding. Almost as good was a six ounce ribeye steak with three sunny side eggs at the Woodley Cafe, right up the street from the Open City Diner.
Big time eating because SFG was big time walking. Treasury tour, Ford's Theater, the Smithsonian.
March of 2010, the Smithsonian Natural History Museum opens a new exhibit called Human Origins, a 15,000 square foot space devoted to our beginnings. Spicy Food Guy, a history buff by design, is fascinated by Human Origins. At some point, somewhere, we started cooking with fire. We started painting pictures. We wrote. Sentience.
Even though it's a busy place, the Human Origin exhibit invites silence, thoughtfulness. Spicy Food Guy ponders; we each get a brief turn on this planet, then we become exhibits. In two thousand years, my life will be a mystery to some kid touring some museum. What will he think of us?
Spicy Food Guy is not sure, but he can chronicle. He can write down what he sees, what he smells, what he eats. So it's time to take up the blog again. SFG is back.
We ate crawfish kid. They are probably extinct in your era.
Too bad, because they kicked ass. They were the balls.
Peace out.
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