Yep, that’s right ONE WHOLE WEEK of posts about America’s coolest canal!
(Confession time: I don’t really know that much about any of America’s other canals. Does America even HAVE other canals? If it does, I’m sure they’re all very nice. But Erie Canal is definitely the coolest. If only because it’s probably the only canal to have Bruce Springsteen sing about it.)
Be sure to check out yesterday’s post about my tour of the Lockport Cave and my ride on the underground boat. Yes, I said, UNDERGROUND BOAT! Because TOTALLY AWESOME, right? And, now, let’s talk about where to eat, shall we? Because I’m sure all this talk of caves and underground boats is making you hungry. I know it’s making ME hungry.
I tend to think of sixteen-year-olds as being shouty, door-slammy jerks.
Probably because when I was sixteen years old I was a shouty, door-slammy jerk.
Sweet is never a word I would have used to describe myself back then.
Prone to melodramatically throwing myself on my bed and screaming things like “Nobody understands me! Everyone is HORRIBLE! I hate EVERYONE’S STUPID GUTS!”?
In fact, I can remember having a shouty, door-slammy, melodramatic melt-down on my sixteenth birthday. I have no idea what it was about – probably something really important. Like bangs.Sweet Sixteen Café located right on the Erie Canal in Lockport, NY, is pretty much everything I wasn’t when I was sixteen – bright, cheerful and totally adorable.
If this café was a sixteen-year-old girl, she would have boys lining up down the street to date her. But not in a slutty-wearing-black-lace-leggings-as-pants kind of way. Nope, she’d be the girl-next-door who manages to make a floor-length skirt look hot.
She’d be the girl you’d want to be friends with even though you’re envious of her perfect hair and the way she smiles at everyone in a she-means-it-kind-of-way. And not in a secretly-hating-EVERYONE-and-EVERYONE’S-STUPID-GUTS kind of way.
Yep, Sweet Sixteen Café is totally the kind of café you’d bring home to mom. If you were the type to bring home cafés to mom.
But you’re not, are you? Because that would be weird, right?So let’s just talk about the food, shall we?
I ordered the chicken salad sandwich, which, honestly, would have never been my first choice because, you guys, I’m not seventy-five years old. I mean, when’s the last time you saw anyone other than your grandmother ordering a chicken salad sandwich? For serious.
But the girl at the café told me it was a top-seller, so I figured there had to be a good reason for that. Besides, say, all the grandmothers of the world showing up and ordering it.
When my sandwich came out, it was packed full of big chunks of chicken with walnuts and cranberries and garlic onion jam. This was definitely not your grandma’s chicken salad sandwich. Not that your grandma isn’t a lovely lady with a fine taste in chicken salad, I’m sure. But this was some seriously bad-ass chicken salad, my friends.
There was also a big huge pile of chips, which I was very appreciative of. I hate places that don’t give me chips with my sandwich. I can’t even understand eating a sandwich without chips. Who does that?But even better than the bad-ass chicken salad sandwich and the big huge pile of chips: the mini-cupcake that was served with my meal.
In fact, every meal at Sweet Sixteen comes with a mini-cupcake. Because BEST IDEA EVER, YOU GUYS.
Now, I’m usually the type who would just shove the mini-cupcake in my mouth first thing and be done with it and then be sad at the end of my meal when I didn’t have a mini-cupcake to shove into my mouth.
But I somehow managed to save it for the very last after I’d polished off my sandwich and chips. Even though it was sitting on my plate the whole time tempting me to SHOVE IT IN MY MOUTH ALREADY.
Is this what it’s like to be a grownup, guys?
Because I don’t know how I feel about this.
I may have to have a few shouty, door-slammy, melodramatic meltdowns to make up for all that maturity.
Either that or just replace a few of my meals with cupcakes.
Yep, I think we can do that.Have you discovered a favorite cafe while traveling? You know, the type of cafe that you would totally bring home to mom… if you were the type to bring cafes home to mom. But you’re not, right? Because that would be weird, huh? P.S. Huge thanks to Niagara Tourism & Convention Center for sponsoring my trip to Lockport, NY. And a big thanks to Sweet Sixteen Cafe for a fantastic meal with some super fine chicken salad.