Is the Entrée Dead? Some Dudes Say Hell Yes.
You're amazed when the busboys clear your table in preparation for the arrival of the entree. It's not that you're full; it's that you forgot what you ordered. The fish with the thing? The meat with the other thing? Or the chicken with no thing at all, except its pedigree? And then the entrees come and you realize: It doesn't matter. Whatever you ordered you now have to eat it, in the same way you've had to eat everything all your life....And you understand something: that although, like all American eaters, you've been conditioned to think of the entree as the climax of the meal, it never is.
Even the commenters that weigh in agree. What says you? Are you a plate sharer, a meat-and-three type, or does it depend on where you're eating?
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