My impression of the piece is that it is a New Yorker picking restaurants he knows as examples of how food was received throughout the history of America. Here in Kansas City, my 72 years of growing up left different ideas of restaurants which educated how we thought of food. There was the lunch counter at local department stores. Katz was the one I remember the most. Dad worked for the railroad and some of the fanciest food I experienced was on board the train dining cars and Harvey's at the Union Station. Campus Hideaway in Lawrence was the pre-curser to Pizza Hut. Winesteads on the Plaza was where I had my first cheesecake though it was a hamburger joint before McD's was ever imagined, the Tamale stand guy that came around the block once in a while in the evening and the couple who served the first tacos I had out of their upstairs apartment in the Argentine district. I had my first loose meat hamburger at a drive-in restaurant. Mom grew up in Arkansas during the Depression and her food was pretty close to what people call soul food today. Oh yeah, there was the tavern across the street that on Meatless Fridays served New Orleans style peel your own shrimp.
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My impression of the piece is that it is a New Yorker picking restaurants he knows as examples of how food was received throughout the history of America. Here in Kansas City, my 72 years of growing up left different ideas of restaurants which educated how we thought of food. There was the lunch counter at local department stores. Katz was the one I remember the most. Dad worked for the railroad and some of the fanciest food I experienced was on board the train dining cars and Harvey's at the Union Station. Campus Hideaway in Lawrence was the pre-curser to Pizza Hut. Winesteads on the Plaza was where I had my first cheesecake though it was a hamburger joint before McD's was ever imagined, the Tamale stand guy that came around the block once in a while in the evening and the couple who served the first taco's I had out of their upstairs apartment in the Argentine district. I had my first loose meat hamburger at a drive-in restaurant. Mom grew up in Arkansas during the Depression and her food was pretty close to what people call soul food today. Oh yeah, there was the tavern across the street that on Meatless Fridays served New Orleans style peel your own shrimp.
My impression of the piece is that it is a New Yorker picking restaurants he knows as examples of how food was received throughout the history of America. Here in Kansas City, my 72 years of growing up left different ideas of restaurants which educated how we thought of food. There was the lunch counter at local department stores. Katz was the one I remember the most. Dad worked for the railroad and some of the fanciest food I experienced was on board the train dining cars and Harvey's at the Union Station. Campus Hideaway in Lawrence was the pre-curser to Pizza Hut. Winesteads on the Plaza was where I had my first cheesecake though it was a hamburger joint before McD's was ever imagined, the Tamale stand guy that came around the block once in a while in the evening and the couple who served the first taco's I had out of their upstairs apartment in the Argentine district. I had my first loose meat hamburger at a drive-in restaurant. Mom was grew up in Arkansas during the Depression and her food was pretty close to what people call soul food today. Oh yeah, there was the tavern across the street that on Meatless Fridays served New Orleans style peel your own shrimp.
My impression of the piece is that it is a New Yorker picking restaurants he knows as examples of how food was received throughout the history of America. Here in Kansas City, my 72 years of growing up left different ideas of restaurants which educated how we thought of food. There was the lunch counter at local department stores. Katz was the one I remember the most. Dad worked for the railroad and some of the fanciest food I experienced was on board the train dining cars and Harvey's at the Union Station. Campus Hideaway in Lawrence was the pre-curser to Pizza Hut. Winesteads on the Plaza was where I had my first cheesecake though it was a hamburger joint before McD's was ever imagined, the Tamale stand guy that came around the block once in a while in the evening and the couple who served the first taco's I had out of their upstairs apartment in the Argentine district. Mom was grew up in Arkansas during the Depression and her food was pretty close to what people call soul food today. Oh yeah, there was the tavern across the street that on Meatless Fridays served New Orleans style peel your own shrimp.
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