Genie Hackenjos (Kistler)
Well, hello, everyone! -- All this talk of Monterrey House and Doyle's has made my mouth water! Both places set the standard by which I measure all enchiladas and pizzas to this day. Our family tradition was always to eat Mexican on Christmas eve. I think we were the last customer of the day at Monterrey House every Christmas eve!
Woefully, up here in the frozen north, we miss the enchilada mark by quite a ways! My worst enchilada story comes from when I lived in Cavalier, ND and there was a "Mexican" restaurant that had enchiladas on the menu, so I ordered them. Worst I'd ever had - the gravy was roast beef gravy! So, thinking maybe someone just had made a mistake, I acted a little dumb next time and asked, "enchiladas--what are those?" They told me what they had on them, ending with, "and gravy." I asked what kind of gravy that might be, and she said, "Let me check." In a moment she came back and said, "today we have pork."
I ordered something else!
The first pizza I ever ate was a "Bambino" at Doyle's. It was during finals week. I, too, go back there whenever I am in Houston, which usually means for a WHS reunion. Hope to see y'all there this year!
Genie (Hackenjos) Kistler
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