no, not the musical. i just had the best onion ring i've ever had in my life. allow me a moment to wax poetic about these onion rings: sweet, juicy white onions, encased in wonderfully crispy, perfectly salted, light-yet-has-a-bite batter. batter light enough to be a perfect foil to the onions - none of that heavy, doughy, breadcrumb-like stuff - but thick enough to coat the onions and not slide off. let that be a lesson to bartley's burger cottage, where i always get onion rings with my burger because i love onion rings - forgetting that their onion rings are worse than the raw awesome blossom my friends and i were once served at chili's. these onion rings were so perfect that no accompaniment was needed. the secret? club soda, chilled in the freezer for 10 minutes.
as it turned out, there were slices of eggplant - which, when you don't do anything to it, is a wonderful snowy color - and whole button mushrooms. the mushrooms were especially good - crispy on the outside, and juicy on the inside. it's not often that fried food tastes this good - that is, good enough to justify the damage to your heart.
no restaurant involved - just home.
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