Daylight Donuts

A while back Daylight Donuts, apparently part of a massive chain (seriously, they have almost 1,000 locations spread over 28 states and several other countries) I had somehow never heard of, quietly opened a location on Fairview in Boise.  Seriously, they have almost as many stores as Krispy Kreme does.  I didn't know all of this when I visited them, I just knew I like doughnuts and am always on the hunt for good ones.  My heart told me that with that many locations, they must be doing something right, but my brain cautioned that Krispy Kreme has that many stores and they still ain't that good.  Only one way to find out though, right?

Flying Pie (finally)

I've never really written about Flying Pie, but I've been there.  Dozens and dozens of times.  I was born in Boise 39 years ago, and have lived in the area for most of my life, so it's unthinkable that I would somehow have missed out on what's widely regarded as the best pizza in town.  And that's why I haven't written about it: because everyone else has, ad infinitum.  What's left to say?  Still, it feels like one of the bigger missing places on my blog, so I might as well plug it.  And what better time than August?


Two and a half years.  That's how long it took me to make it to Luciano's.  Why?  Because nobody wanted to freaking go with me.  Every time I'd mention it to someone when trying to make dinner plans, it was invariably rejected because either the prices were higher than everyone else wanted to pay, or they were nervous about trying a new place.  I actually understand that latter one, as my experiences with Italian eateries have been more miss than hit, and most often I'd rather just cook my own Italian food.  Still, I'm a firm believer that people wanting cheap Italian food is what keeps abominations like Olive Garden in business, and I wasn't about to try an Italian joint alone because...well, because it just seemed depressing.  Blame all the stereotypes of big families, groups of friends, and romantic evenings at Italian restaurants.  Well, eventually I decided 2.5 years was long enough spent trying to convince any of my usual suspects, so I recruited a fellow culinary enthusiast from among my Facebook friends and headed for the Bench.

Jakers Bar and Grill

Recently we celebrated my mother's 60th birthday.  Mama wanted steak, and I decided she was gonna get it.  The question: where?  The last time I tried to take her out for a steak, the place literally served her a slab of raw meat.  She isn't fond of "stuffy" places, plus we had kids with us, so that ruled out the higher-end joints downtown.  So we needed a place that was casual, kid-friendly, had more options than just NY strip or filet, with bonus points the closer it was to Meridian.  After a fair amount of research I decided on a place that satisfied all of those requirements, with the added incentive of 50% off the birthday girl's dinner.

Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers

I spent the first couple of years of the new millennium living in Upstate New York.  Unfortunately, I was a much different person then, especially in regards to food.  I was surrounded by options I'd never had before, and as a rule I ignored them while my then-girlfriend and I made the rounds of various fast food joints, with the occasional special trip to a brewpub.  Hell, I lived upstairs from a Jamaican restaurant that I never crossed the threshold of!  I'm still kicking myself about it.

This isn't to say that I have completely abandoned all fast food (I'm just much more selective about it now, and have it much less often) or that I didn't come West again without any new edible interests.  I left NY with new tastes for haddock (fish fry Fridays!), beef on weck sandwiches, NY style pizza, and frozen custard.  Luckily I had Stan's to fulfill most of those cravings for a while, but then they closed up shop.  While the Valley is still sorely lacking on weck and good fish fry options, frozen custard finally made a comeback with the opening of Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers last year.

Freddy's Frozen Custard & Steakburgers