Hey there, it's been a while. Over the next few weeks I will start setting aside more time for writing and updating my personal website and blog as we can all agree, it needs some work. Don't even ask me where I've been since my last post as I've bee everywhere. I've experience highs and lows, failure and success and I'll tell you all about it in the upcoming blogs.
Being the person that I am, I always found it difficult to focus on one subject and when it came to writing, I was afraid to be all over the place and thus loose my false since of brand and audience. Luckily (wink wink) I realized that I have none and so I decided that I am going to write again about everything that comes to mind. May it be technology, music, travel, food, politics or personal. Yes, if I will have something to say, I will. Hopefully, this will eventually become a true representation of myself and my work and hopefully I will no longer have to engage in self-censorship as I have in the past couple of years.
So what brought this up, you ask? A faith restoring experience, nothing less.
I was visiting the Boston area with my family, mother-in-law included, which is no easy task by no means. As we're walking around Salem, I realize that this city is a perfect example of how the US tends to shit all over its rich and colorful history by turning everything into Fun-for-the-Whole-Family event. Beautiful streets littered with gift shops and merchants in costumes attempting to bait you in, as if the best way to commemorate American history is by selling generic souvenirs made in China. But tucked on a side street, nestled within the same building that Graham Bell made its first phone call to, you'll find Turner's Seafood, the place that restored my faith in America. My oh my, that was a delight. A symphony for all senses.
Truth be told, I was reluctant at first as the place was recommended by one of the tour guides on the hop-on hop-off trolleys. The rule of thumb is to avoid all tourist traps if you want to enjoy good food at a good price. But Turner's Seafood rose above the trap into unexpected highs. Those of you who have kids, you know how hard it is to go to a restaurant with a just woken up, fully energized, one and a half year old baby. Specially if it's a seafood place which requires an acquired taste. But that wasn't the case at Turner's. The staff was incredibly gracious and accommodating. Merely minutes after we set we were served with freshly baked bread rolls and our divine waitress Brianna rushed an order off the kids menu. A healthy plate with a hot dog, rice and broccoli, for a little over six dollars, quickly found its place in front of my restless daughter. Then it was time for us adults for finally have a look at the menu.
We decided to go for a few appetizers instead of main courses as it all seemed delicious and we wanted to taste it all. We began by ordering Lobster Bisque, Scallops wrapped in bacon, Mussels in white wine and a glass of wine each. I really don't know where to start now, as my mouth is watery just from thinking about it. But I will try to do my best and serve them justice.
A healthy portion of Lobster Bisque with thick chunks of lobster arrived. It was so rich and creamy, almost like a custard. Yet so light and undemanding as if you could eat buckets of it and still not get full. Along side the Bisque we were served with the Mussels which were perfectly cooked in a bath of white wine, garlic and a hefty load of butter. You didn't even need to eat the mussels as the toasted bread that accompanied the dish was superb dipped in richness. And than it happened, a small plate with four scallops, wrapped in bacon and deep fried to perfection arrived at the table. And next to the plate was a small saucier with what they insist was only reduced Soy Sauce and Honey, but I don't believe it. That sauce was so freaking good, I wanted to drink it as is, bathe in it. It was if all the stars aligned above the stove as this deliciousness was slowly reducing. It had a kick to it and you just couldn't have enough of it. Paired with the scallops, it was a match made in hell, luring you to the dark side. Dear reader, you have no idea what's going on in my mouth right now.
We couldn't help ourselves and decided to order another round of scallops and we also called for Asian Nachos. Fresh Tuna cuddled in Wasabi on top of crispy fresh slaw and fried wonton. And next to it, what if not, the god like sauce. Once again we devoured the scallops and made our way to the Asian Nachos. There is no other way to describe it but fucking good. The honey soy sauce with the wasabi and the freshness of the tuna and the crunchiness of the wonton made your mouth clap. I then realized that there are still bread rolls on the table so they too immediately were dipped in sauce.
I couldn't resist it and asked Brianna to take some sauce back home with me. After a few minutes she returned with a smile and a container. Over the week I am going to try to recreate what happened there, wish me the best.
As you know, good food is not the only thing you expect at a restaurant and most of the time it's not even the most important thing. Good service is, and Turner's Seafood is a beacon of hope. Brianna our server and her fellow staff were the best experience I had in a restaurant in the US, hands down. So accommodating, so gracious, so perfect at what they do. If I could, I would go there every day. It is one of those places where the costumers end up feeling at home, a part of the family. It is a place that should remain a secret, off the beaten path, but Zagat already ranked them as one of the top restaurants in the Boston area and I am going to go ahead and place them amongst the top restaurants in the US. To top all that, our bill was only $138, including drinks and deserts, wow.
I urge you to make the trip to Salem, avoid all the witchcraft nonsense, go to Turner's Seafood and have the best dinner of you life.
Being the person that I am, I always found it difficult to focus on one subject and when it came to writing, I was afraid to be all over the place and thus loose my false since of brand and audience. Luckily (wink wink) I realized that I have none and so I decided that I am going to write again about everything that comes to mind. May it be technology, music, travel, food, politics or personal. Yes, if I will have something to say, I will. Hopefully, this will eventually become a true representation of myself and my work and hopefully I will no longer have to engage in self-censorship as I have in the past couple of years.
So what brought this up, you ask? A faith restoring experience, nothing less.
I was visiting the Boston area with my family, mother-in-law included, which is no easy task by no means. As we're walking around Salem, I realize that this city is a perfect example of how the US tends to shit all over its rich and colorful history by turning everything into Fun-for-the-Whole-Family event. Beautiful streets littered with gift shops and merchants in costumes attempting to bait you in, as if the best way to commemorate American history is by selling generic souvenirs made in China. But tucked on a side street, nestled within the same building that Graham Bell made its first phone call to, you'll find Turner's Seafood, the place that restored my faith in America. My oh my, that was a delight. A symphony for all senses.
Truth be told, I was reluctant at first as the place was recommended by one of the tour guides on the hop-on hop-off trolleys. The rule of thumb is to avoid all tourist traps if you want to enjoy good food at a good price. But Turner's Seafood rose above the trap into unexpected highs. Those of you who have kids, you know how hard it is to go to a restaurant with a just woken up, fully energized, one and a half year old baby. Specially if it's a seafood place which requires an acquired taste. But that wasn't the case at Turner's. The staff was incredibly gracious and accommodating. Merely minutes after we set we were served with freshly baked bread rolls and our divine waitress Brianna rushed an order off the kids menu. A healthy plate with a hot dog, rice and broccoli, for a little over six dollars, quickly found its place in front of my restless daughter. Then it was time for us adults for finally have a look at the menu.
We decided to go for a few appetizers instead of main courses as it all seemed delicious and we wanted to taste it all. We began by ordering Lobster Bisque, Scallops wrapped in bacon, Mussels in white wine and a glass of wine each. I really don't know where to start now, as my mouth is watery just from thinking about it. But I will try to do my best and serve them justice.
A healthy portion of Lobster Bisque with thick chunks of lobster arrived. It was so rich and creamy, almost like a custard. Yet so light and undemanding as if you could eat buckets of it and still not get full. Along side the Bisque we were served with the Mussels which were perfectly cooked in a bath of white wine, garlic and a hefty load of butter. You didn't even need to eat the mussels as the toasted bread that accompanied the dish was superb dipped in richness. And than it happened, a small plate with four scallops, wrapped in bacon and deep fried to perfection arrived at the table. And next to the plate was a small saucier with what they insist was only reduced Soy Sauce and Honey, but I don't believe it. That sauce was so freaking good, I wanted to drink it as is, bathe in it. It was if all the stars aligned above the stove as this deliciousness was slowly reducing. It had a kick to it and you just couldn't have enough of it. Paired with the scallops, it was a match made in hell, luring you to the dark side. Dear reader, you have no idea what's going on in my mouth right now.
We couldn't help ourselves and decided to order another round of scallops and we also called for Asian Nachos. Fresh Tuna cuddled in Wasabi on top of crispy fresh slaw and fried wonton. And next to it, what if not, the god like sauce. Once again we devoured the scallops and made our way to the Asian Nachos. There is no other way to describe it but fucking good. The honey soy sauce with the wasabi and the freshness of the tuna and the crunchiness of the wonton made your mouth clap. I then realized that there are still bread rolls on the table so they too immediately were dipped in sauce.
I couldn't resist it and asked Brianna to take some sauce back home with me. After a few minutes she returned with a smile and a container. Over the week I am going to try to recreate what happened there, wish me the best.
As you know, good food is not the only thing you expect at a restaurant and most of the time it's not even the most important thing. Good service is, and Turner's Seafood is a beacon of hope. Brianna our server and her fellow staff were the best experience I had in a restaurant in the US, hands down. So accommodating, so gracious, so perfect at what they do. If I could, I would go there every day. It is one of those places where the costumers end up feeling at home, a part of the family. It is a place that should remain a secret, off the beaten path, but Zagat already ranked them as one of the top restaurants in the Boston area and I am going to go ahead and place them amongst the top restaurants in the US. To top all that, our bill was only $138, including drinks and deserts, wow.
I urge you to make the trip to Salem, avoid all the witchcraft nonsense, go to Turner's Seafood and have the best dinner of you life.
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