breakfast at florida's
avenue grill, that is.... i wanted to love this place. i really did. i went once, hated it. went again this time..... let's just say, i think i threw up in my mouth. it could have been the aroma of the my neighbor's pig's feet mixed with the scent of my scrambled eggs and bacon, all i know is if this were a battle of aromas, the pig's feet won - hands down. my friend and i were force feeding ourselves just so we could get our money's worth and leave with full stomachs. don't get me wrong, i'm no stranger to hamhocks, chitlins, pigfeet, neckbones, or anything of the sort. i'm a true southern girl, so yes - i have eaten every part of the pig (except the oink) at some point in time. but let's be real, is this place really that good? really that clean? really all it's cracked up to be? i may give it one more shot. ahh - florida avenue grill... i want to love you so badly.check out a pictorial pov from another dc blogger:
>> http://andiamnotlyingforreal.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-florida-avenue-grill-is-my-weekend_13.html
posted by dcsavvystar at 17.9.06
4 Comments:
Hi there fellow Mississippian. You posted at my blog and thought I would check yours out. I am actually a native of Pennsylvania now residing in Mississippi. I am no stranger to eating strange things from pigs. Puddin, paun haus, souse, and cracklins. Excuse my spelling on some of these. My dad was a butcher and we were dirt poor German folks and we ate everything from the animal. No waste. Good to share our cultures. :o)
Does that sign say world famous?
um. yes. believe it or not! lol
I have a rule that if I the food is bad the first time, they get ONE more try unless it's really NOT worth the second effort. A third try? Hell naw!
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