When they were talking about the Italian restaurants, I had a blast from my past... they mentioned how during prohibition the Italian restaurants would serve their homemade wines to their customers in coffee cups. My husband & I ran an Italian restaurant years ago for an elderly Italian couple who had built it from the ground up, brick by brick. They'd been there for 50 years, but it was getting to be too much work for them, so they hired us to run it. My husband was a chef, & ran the back of the house. I ran the front & did hostess duties. Well, one time we went a whole week serving cocktails out of coffee cups because the owner forgot to send in their liquor license renewal. Not having a current license is a big no-no in the state of Pennsylvania. It could get you a large fine, & possibly get you shut down for a period of time. Thankfully, most of our customers were regulars, & loved coming there, so no one said a word. We didn't get turned in, the renewal was sent in, & all was well. People had a ball, sipping their Martinis & Manhattens from a cup & saucer. They said it made them feel like they were getting away with being naughty, lol. I'd forgotten all about it until it was mentioned in the video. Great memories.π
I Love Geofrey Baer. I was raised in Illinois. I miss the variety of food's. Texas has very little choice of restaurants. Not much Greek food. I mostly cook at home. I miss the old day's π’.
AGO!!! Re: The Greek food segment β Anyone old enough from Chicago remember NICK's that was on Wabash (around the corner from the original Columbia College)???!!! Nick's saved many a artists and college student lives with their huge menus, delicious (for the time) and super cheap foods. I can't be the only one that went to/remembers Nick's Greek Dinner...
I lived in Chicago from 1983 to 1992 in various places around the Near North Side... beginning between Division and North Ave between the Lake and Wells. Then moved to a 3 bedroom apartment around 3900 Broadway... My two roommates were sisters; one worked at a Steakhouse off of Michigan Ave and the other worked at Chicago Pizza and Oven Grinder... across the street from the warehouse where the St. Valentine's Day Massacre took place. I still crave their deep dish pizza! This video made me so nostalgic!
I agree with the Middle Eastern man-if you love the food, you love the people. I worked with a Muslin mother and daughter. They invited me to Ramadan. I was deeply honored. I had a great time. We talked about life in America, life in Afghanistan-NO politics, just life. Her little nephew was afraid of me because he never saw a redhead before ! LOL π