It’s not easy to coax me out of my cozy apartment on an icy February night, but when a friend invited me to have dinner at Cow and Clover, a farm to table restaurant on South Second Street and Kent Avenue, I was happy to put on my long johns, wool sweater and chunky neckwear and bolt out the door. It’s been a long winter and I sure could use a healthy hearty meal.
Making fun of Chinese food has been a favorite American pastime since the dawn of time. For many decades, the running Chinese food joke was, “Am I eating dog, cat, or pork?” Then, in the health-conscious 80s (the Jane Fonda workout video era), the battle cry was changed to “Why is Chinese food so greasy?’ Really? As compared to what? Duck confit? French fries? ….