I am a foodie. No, I’m not a prolific cook in the kitchen, experimenting with flavors and dishes. I’m an eating foodie. And specifically, I’m a Connecticut food foodie. I love to eat Connecticut food! Whenever my daughter and I come to New Haven (my hometown) or drive along the Branford coastline (where I lived before I “settled down”) to visit family and friends, we eat our way through our visit. It is absolutely awesome!
This week, my daughter O and I drove down from Massachusetts to visit my new niece/her new cousin. She is exquisite and beautiful; a perfect little baby girl and we were thrilled to meet her. But if you didn’t know better, you’d swear we just came for the food! Our entire trip before and after meeting her has been a Connecticut foodie’s dream. Truly.
Our first stop was my old work stomping grounds, Modern Apizza. We went with my mom (O’s Yaya) and enjoyed a small mozz, half bacon and onion; a small mozz with hot cheery peppers all over, half eggplant, half bacon; and a spinach and garlic stuffed bread. Yum!
The next day, after meeting the baby, we stopped by Miya’s to say hello to our friend Bun. He’s one of the most innovative forces in sustainable sushi and invasive eating- a real hero to foodies everywhere. He wasn’t around, and our time was short, so we made a promise to return for a meal next time and left to meet up with my friend Kat. After playing at the nearby playground on Wooster Street, Kat, O and I indulged in Sally’s Apizza (pronounced- if you don’t know- “Uh-Beetz”). We ordered a plain pie: red sauce with grated cheese and garlic but no mozz (pronounced “moo-tz”); a small plain white pie with clams and hot peppers (no red sauce and no mozz); and a small red pie with mozzarella all over. Divine!
After our feast at Sally’s we walked over to Libby’s, where O had her first italian ice (she chose watermelon) and I had a cannoli.
Later, before bed, O sat down with her Umpa (my father) and had some fresh buttered corn from the under-the-radar Medlyn’s farm in Guilford.
Today, we drove to Branford and after a quick “last beach day of the Summer” jaunt at the beach, we had lobster rolls at the Lobster Shack. Meaty, warm, and buttery- yet light- it was my only lobster roll of the summer, and it did not disappoint.
Not content to end our eating spree there, we drove to Ashley’s Ice Cream in the Branford Town Center. Because of course you have to have ice cream to commemorate a great summer!
Now we are sun-kissed, food-blissed, and ready to head home with full bellies and smiles on our faces. Being a Connecticut foodie is fun…and (ful)filling! As with all good things, our foodie trip comes to an end to make way for other adventures. We are excited for the Fall, for school on the farm, and for familiar faces from O’s hometown.
Signing off from the foodie front lines…