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More American food cravings..




The longer I'm on this diet, the more craving I get! Luckily, usually they are cravings I can't fulfill because I want American foods. Lately, I miss American pizzerias. Here, pizzerias don't have menus like they do back home. No pasta, no Chicken Parm, no subs (mmmm subs), and worst of all - no real pizza. The pizza here is worse than Dominos which to me is bogus pizza and nothing like the pizza I grew up with in Jersey. If you like Dominos and Pizza Hut though, you'd be fine here, but don't expect to find a decent submarine sandwich anywhere (even the supermarkets don't carry cold cuts like we're used to back home - no provolone, American cheese or boarshead type brands. It's hard to describe what it's like, but to me it's just no what it should be! And if you're a fan of anything Parmesan (which is anything breaded, fried, and topped with tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese), you'll have to come to my house, because they have no idea what it is here in restaurants - sad but true!
Even bread here isn't as good. As long as I'm here I have never seen a crusty loaf of Italian bread (just soft stuff they call Italian bread), rye bread, pumpernickel, sourdough or even a nice soft white (like wonder bread). They seem to have three varieties here - white, brown or multigrain. maybe this weekend, I'll look for a good bakery that might carry some good varieties. Oh wait - I'm on a diet! No bread for me!


More later on my night out over the weekend... Oh the hangover!

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frank said…
If you can get a pizza stone you can try to make your own pizza. You can get Parmesan cheese at many grocery stores, my big Sainsbury's has it blocks and it tastes better freshly grated :) Try getting a Philly cheese steak! :) I have yet to try making one of those.
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