I dined at Charlie Trotter's eponymous restaurant in Chicago just one single time. It was one of the better meals of my life, easily in the top ten.
The occasion was one of major culture shock for my date, a stripper from Arnie's Idle Hour in Harvey,IL (south Chicago). Arnie's was a major culture shock for me. It was the first time in my entire life that I had even had a conversation with a black lady let alone attempt the intimate physical acts that have made Arnie's VIP so notorious. I was a pathetic failure in Arnie's VIP but I enjoyed so much the conversation that I had with one of the dancers. I invited that dancer to have dinner with me after her shift. She accepted my invitation but the poor lady was horribly most uncomfortable in the restaurant, a dining experience that was totally outside of anything familiar to her.
What an idiot I was! The lady would have been much more pleased with a barrel of Juice's crispy KFC with all the 'fixins'.


And we all know what Juice's "fixins" are. Pretty hideous. I think she would have enjoyed Red Lobster more.