When it comes to food options in Iraq, there are very few. I’ve had about every preparation possible for chicken, and if I ate fish, I would be able to say the same about that, too.
In Qatar, my options are much wider.
Take this Chili’s, for example. It’s nestled in the middle of a secure compound inside of this secure installation where I’m staying.
Actually, it’s a bit overkill. I call it the “Chili’s Compound” because aside from the Chili’s, the pool and a tennis court, there’s nothing but non-descript buildings there. It may be where they are hiding the aliens, but nobody’s saying for sure.
In any case, I was determined to eat something other than the dining facility food. I snuck into the Chili’s compound and ordered.
I started with a refreshing Coca-Cola. I can’t remember the last time I was served a Coke in a glass (with straw!!!!).
When it came down to ordering, I was torn between the Old-Timer cheeseburger and he Baby Back Ribs, which is what makes Chili’s famous.
I love the ribs, but I just wasn’t sure I wanted them right now. I mean, I love how tender they are, but I don’t think I “needed” them bad enough. I’ve had plenty of good ribs at the dining facility, and I guess the need just wasn’t that great.
However, I have barely eaten a single hamburger since I deployed to Baghdad. The one time I did, I got unbelievably sick (for a few hours). That was the end of my hanburger-eating days in Baghdad.
I decided that I needed a good hamburger much more than I needed some ribs.
I ordered the Old-Timer… medium with only cheese. I added ketchup to the burger, which is a patented technique I’ve invested to make the hamburger taste good to me.
It arrived a little undercooked, but it was so good… almost worth the exercise in futility in getting here. A few more meals like this one, and the trip might be worth the headache.