Wednesday, October 22, 2008
If Hell is hot, would you enter Hell's Kitchen? Hell ya! You can get me to go any where or do just about anything with the promise of great food (pack that tid bit away for later). If in Minneapolis, be sure to stop by for lunch and if you want dinner you'll have to hop on 35W and head north...way north...to Duluth. But I gotta tell ya, it sure is worth it. The Wild Ones beg to go there any time we make it north of Rutledge. We were a little worried the first time when they placed us under this, but we just tried not to look up. The blood red walls are filled with black framed photos, art and cartoons...think The Far Side. The decor is half the fun, but the food is fabulous. They have many specialties including bison, Fred Flinstone ribs, sweet potato fries, breakfast all day and sauces that made me want to lick the ramekin (but I didn't). They even made special berry kabobs for the Wild Ones and friends. Beware of the PBJ, it comes toasted...which sounds delicious to me, but didn't go over so well with my young friend. We were given a private room. Maybe they remembered us from our last visit and wanted to give us special treatment...probably not, I am sure they cleared the "special room" when they heard that our kids out numbered the adults. We had a great night with great friends...until we got back to the hotel at 11 pm when all Hell really broke loose.