My blogging friend Jessica Lipnack of Endless Knots, wrote recently about her great dinner in Tuckee, Nevada while on a National Forest Service trip.
“By 8:15, we’re traveling south along the Truckee River and into Truckee itself. Where to eat? The Truckee Hotel, of course, where was consumed one of the truly great meals: four kinds of organic heirloom tomatoes with an equal number of salts (sea, Hawaiian, French, and herb) and fresh basil; hamachi crudo, meaning very thinly sliced sashimi with two kinds of roe, some kind of crazy spicy flakes, and pickled radish; Dungeness crab with hearts of palm and avocado (the nouns tell the story); al ceppo pasta with pine nuts and garlic; and…wild king salmon with wasabi cream sauce on creamed corn served with corn fritters.”
It reminded me of the great meal in Victor Idaho that I had with my daughter. Small towns in the West provide some great food venues. William Least Heat Moon covers this well in Blue Highways. I blogged on it recently but here is his guide for those who missed it. He writes on page 27:
“There is one infallible way to find honest food at just prices in blue highway America: count the wall calendars in a café.
No calendar: Same as an interstate pit stop
One calendar: preprocessed food assembled in New Jersey
Two calendars: Only if fish trophies present
Three calendars: Can’t miss on the farm boy breakfasts
Four calendars: Try the ho-made pie, too.
Five calendars: Keep it under your hat, or they will franchise.”