A hill of beans

I’m vaguely depressed, or at least mildly distressed, from last night’s dinner. My fiancee and I popped over to the brewpub near the Dojo for dinner last night and discovered that their excellent three bean vegetarian chili is off the menu…

This may seem like a kind of minor thing to be complaining about, but that was some good chili! It had just the right combination of sauce and spice, just enough heat to be spicy without overwhelming the rest of the flavor.

I feel like I’m writing a eulogy or something. “It was a good meal, taken from us before its time. It will be sorely missed.”

The thing is, it will be missed. By me at least. It was a great alternative to the standard pub fare of shepard’s pie, fish and chips, bratwurst and similarly hefty foods. It’s not like they don’t have other vegetarian foods there, but they’re more the sort of thing that I could do at home. Black bean burritos aren’t exactly rocket science, and I’ve got a couple of garden burgers in the freezer for quick meals when needed. Sure, I could make chili too, but there’s usually a huge investment of time for it to simmer down and flavor itself well. And that’s probably why it’s off the menu there. It’s just too much hassle…

Pity.

I’m still going to write them a letter and ask them to reconsider.