A few months ago I wrote in this column that I was going to put a potted plant on my stove when I moved
to Anchorage and then start with the A’s and work myself down to the Z’s of every restaurant here. I guess I was having a bit of an overreaction to the dearth of restaurants available in Barrow during my 28 year tenure there.
Well, let me tell you something. That old truism that you should be careful what you wish for cause you might get it is – well, how else can I put it –