So, I went back to White River to check out their broiled tilapia. I don’t even know really where to begin with this except to say that it’s the best fish I’ve ever had. Obviously, it’s fresh, coming from White River, but it’s just incredibly flavorful, tender and juicy. I took my first bite and my eyes literally rolled up in my head. It’s meals like this that remind me of why I think food can be an art form and keep me going on this journey. The meal comes with a couple of sides and I want to talk about one of them by itself here shortly, but it’s the fish that will blow your mind (and keep you coming back to White River). Like I said when I talked about the catfish, I’m a huge catfish fan, but this meal eclipsed even White River’s magnificent catfish fillets. Genuinely mindblowing. 4 stars.
Je n'aime pas dans les vieux films américains quand les conducteurs ne regardent pas la route. Et de ratage en ratage, on s'habitue à ne jamais dépasser le stade du brouillon. La vie n'est que l'interminable répétition d'une représentation qui n'aura jamais lieu.