but she was not a showgirl.
in fact, she was a restaurant in cleveland. don’t be jealous, you know you wish that you were in balmy (50 degree) cleveland, ohio.
alright, so maybe cleveland is not in my top 5 places to visit. or maybe not my top 50 but alas, work travel ain’t for the kiddies.
but what was amazing was iron chef michael symon’s gem of a restaurant, lola. yum-o.
i was feeling adventurous and tried the veal sweetbreads as a starter. these were FANTASTIC! he diced small pieces of bacon in the sauces and i tell you what — heaven on a plate. the scallops were pretty good as well but texture became an issue with the two mushy courses and i couldn’t eat but two. it makes me incredibly sad to leave scallops on a plate uneaten.
biggest regret? not ordering the french toast with maple bacon ice cream. what was i thinking? oh yeah, i’m going to chicago next week. home of my beloved vosges and the miracle mile.
on a happier note, the new luggage made it through her maiden voyage. it’s noticealby small once i started packing but it was easy peasy to navigate through the airport and on the plane. go team delsey!