Fire & Ice
I'm heading for Fire & Ice tonight for a reunion gathering with a friend
I haven't seen for years. Several of his other friends, some of whom I
know but not all, will be there. John and I knew each other at church,
where we had a big sister / little brother relationship. It was he who
introduced me to science fiction fandom via Gaylaxians ("Out of the
closet and into the universe!") He left Boston for library school 20
years or so ago and then went to Houston to work in the public library
system there. Good guy and a lot of fun.
Anyway, I love Fire & Ice because I have so much control over what goes
into my meal. I can collect veggies and meats and select only a little
sauce. Then I can eat it without the rice or tortillas they provide,
although they are tempting.
For the uninitiated: You fill one bowl with ingredients off a huge
buffet of items (veggies, meat, fish, shellfish, fruit, noodles) and
another small bowl with the sauce you want, concocted from an array of
jugs of sauces, hot and not so hot. Then your ingredients are put on
the next free space on a huge metal sheet grill by one of the chefs and
tended while it rotates. He then tosses it with the sauce you provided
and scrapes it off onto a plate. Back at your table there are bowls of
steaming white rice and baskets of tortillas. I *think* you can go back
for more, but I don't remember exactly. Anyway, I love it.
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