We have a winner! Of the three exotic cuisines Sara has tried thus far, she’s liked Thai best. We gathered at Sukhothai in Manchester the other night and Sara ended up loving her chicken pad see ew dish.
Unfortunately, this means we didn’t really get any of the epic facial expressions she’s demonstrated during her other adventures. Relive them here: Vietnamese (and the bubble tea incident) and Indian.
What’s next? SEAFOOD. Yes, to most New Englanders, this isn’t exotic. But this Connecticut native has never even tried lobster. That’s all about to change.
Connecticut, I’m sorry I ever doubted your awesomeness. Twenty-four years of life in Massachusetts, with its superior sports teams, world-renowned attractions and lovable regional diction, will do that to you. But I’m on my knees begging for forgiveness now, Nutmeg State.
But if you had just told me you had such great wine…and beer…and cheese…
Unlike past years, we New Englanders have been spoiled rotten by a gorgeous spring. Thanks to steady sunshine and a few days of record-setting temperatures, trees and flowers bloomed two or more weeks in advance. Meaning there’s no better time to get outside and do what you’ve been dreaming of all winter.
We spent an amazing, sunny weekend with friends, enjoying some of the best wine, beer, cheese and seafood Connecticut has to offer. But perhaps more amazingly, we got our resident picky eater to sample fresh, raw oysters. Video evidence here:
For those unfamiliar with Connecticut, the town where my husband and I live, Enfield, is a bizarre blend of contrasts. While certain sections of town are overdeveloped with chain restaurants and big-box stores, it also retains much of its beautiful working farmland. The majority of the farms grow tobacco, but several focus on dairy products.
We’ve been hearing for years that one of these farms, Powder Hill, was home to Collins Creamery. And as an entertainment website producer at the Hartford Courant, I kept seeing Collins come up in the “best ice cream” polls and forums. It was always on my local bucket list of places to visit.
On Monday I helped orchestrate a KFC Double Down taste-test in the Courant newsroom, enlisting about 12 reporters, editors and producers to try the ridiculous sandwich. (If you’ve been living under a rock, it’s the monstrosity created with two fried chicken breasts, cheese and bacon.)
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Leeanne Griffin is a freelance writer and food enthusiast.
