Experimental cooking can be a source of deep joy--or agony--depending on how it turns out. The perfect meal shared with a good companion puts me in a deliciously good mood. But unhealthy, un-tasty, untimely meals put me in a frump. This is my quest for good foods and good moods.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Red Herring
I heard from an old classmate that the Red Herring, a vegan cafe in the basement of the Unitarian Universalists on the east side of U of I's campus and maker of the most divine cornbread, might be closing. Is it true? Does anyone know?
A quick walk from Greg Hall, this place sustained me with soups: creamy ginger pumpkin, spicy mint pea, and chunky veggie stews among the most memorable. They also had extra hearty hummus sandwiches. The chickpea spread was dense, made all the more delicious with golden oraganic tomato slices and tender lettuce. It was sad to leave Champaign's only vegan restaurant, but it's an even sadder prospect that I may never enjoy the Red Herring again.
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