Happy New Year!  A great time to reflect on where we’ve been and how far we’ve come.  In terms of food, I’ve had a lifetime of great meals but three stand out as my all-time favourites.  Here they are in chronological order. The headings are linked to the restaurant sites.

Fourways Inn Hamilton, Bermuda

I have a sweet spot for Bermuda.   No wonder; it was where hubby and I honeymooned.

We were relatively broke when we set off on this holiday, and I packed lots of food in our luggage (something that I expect wouldn’t be allowed now).  But we did leave room in our budget for a special honeymoon evening at the Fourways Inn in Hamilton, Bermuda.  We took a bus from our accommodations, the easy on the budget Banana Beach Ocean Front Apartments (has long since evolved into another resort) to get there.  Young and relatively inexperienced at fine dining this made a BIG impression on me; perhaps a defining moment in my appreciation of fine food.  I recall an exquisite lobster bisque laced with cognac, my first taste of duck served à l’orange, and for dessert, I think that we had Crêpes Suzette flambéed table side.  And of course there was wine, probably the cheapest on the menu since we would be returning home to empty bank accounts.  It was a fabulous meal that lingered into the late flower-scented October night.  We both fell in love with this island and have since returned for two significant anniversaries.

Here we are, something something mumble cough years ago, newlyweds at the Fourways Inn.

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L’Ail Heure – Beaucaire, France

In 2009, we traveled to France with my younger brother’s family.  There were ten of us in total and we shared a large house “Villa Romantique” rented through HomeAway.  On one of our last nights, the four adults left the kids with pizzas and headed into the small town center to have a grown-up meal.  We showed up at the six table restaurant L’Ail Heure without a reservation.  What were we thinking (France newbies)?!  The little intimate room was deserted at the time and we sent the host into a fluster of brow furrowing and mopping, and a flurry of hand waving (which carried on through the evening), and we really didn’t think we had much hope of a table.  But he graciously accommodated us and before long all of the tables were filled.  Language was a bit of a difficulty, we were making do with our limited french vocabulary, but my recollection is that it was a set menu which saved us making choices.  By the end of the evening I think that I counted nine courses in all.  After the eighth, either a dessert or cheese course, we prepared to leave.   It seemed a logical conclusion that the meal was complete.  But no, our server whom we had by now wooed with our accolades and appreciation, made sure we settled back in for the final course, a thick rich chocolat chaud glorified with a special ingredient (I forget what :().   We had decided at the outset that money was going to be no object for this meal, hadn’t even priced the wine we chose, just took him at his recommendation (what were we thinking!), but in this case we were surprised beyond belief!  The meal had been 37 euros per person and the wine was something like 9 euros a bottle.  Incredible!  Our collective jaws dropped in amazement that we had such a spectacular meal for this price.  Vive la France!

L'Ail Heure, Beaucaire, France

L’Ail Heure, Beaucaire, France

 

L'Ail Heure, Beaucaire, France

L’Ail Heure, Beaucaire, France

 

The Old Monolithos, Monolithos, Rhodes, Greece

A few years ago, we traveled to Greece with a group of high school friends and spent several days on each of three islands: Rhodes, Mykonos, and Santorini.  In a rental vehicle, it was really great to be able to escape the cruise ship crowds and head to the countryside.  On one such junket, on the island of Rhodes, we followed online traveler recommendations and went to the Greek taverna, The Old Monolithos.  Initially, I chose a simple Greek salad for my meal but when two others at our table of six started crooning over their moussaka I coerced a bite from my husband.  Well that was it.  My salad fork was down and my arm was up to ask for my own portion of this Greek classic.  It was so moist, deeply flavorful, piping hot, and cheesy. And I was sent into a food trance as occasionally happens when I’m swooning  over some particularly great dish.  Of course, our friends, the familiar jocularity, and the glorious Greek  setting contributed to this heavenly experience but when I reminisce about some of my best meals ever this one always comes to mind.

Moussaka at The Old Monolithos, Rhodes Island, Greece

Moussaka at The Old Monolithos, Rhodes Island, Greece

The Old Monolithos, Rhodes Island, Greece
The Old Monolithos, Rhodes Island, Greece

Where was your most memorable meal?

 

PS I asked my husband what his top three meals were and he picked two of the same as me!  We’re a match that’s for sure.  For his third, he couldn’t decide between Rudy and Paco in Galveston, Texas or Millenium in San Francisco, California.  Yes, I’m in agreement – those were two really great meals.  Fodder for future posts!