Here’s a sentence I never expected to type: You should really read the Grand Forks Herald‘s review of The Olive Garden.
This is in North Dakota, for those not familiar. With almost 100,000 people in the metro area, it’s the third-largest city in the state. It recently got its first Olive Garden and critic Marilyn Hagerty got in ahead of the lunch rush.
The place is impressive. It’s fashioned in Tuscan farmhouse style with a welcoming entryway. There is seating for those who are waiting …
At length, I asked my server what she would recommend. She suggested chicken Alfredo, and I went with that. Instead of the raspberry lemonade she suggested, I drank water.
She first brought me the familiar Olive Garden salad bowl with crisp greens, peppers, onion rings and yes — several black olives. Along with it came a plate with two long, warm breadsticks.
There are several things to love about this review. For me, it’s about the nostalgia. If you grew up in places where Olive Garden and Red Lobster really were the best restaurants in town, you can’t help but feel a warm twinge of homesickness reading this. It’s not judgement. I can’t judge. I chose to go to Applebee’s for my fancy high school graduation dinner.
But the best part about this review comes from some background information dug up by intrepid Duluth News reporter Brandon Stahl. In the course of verifying that this was, in fact, a real review, he uncovered something wonderfully upper-Midwestern. First, read the full review. Done that? Great. Now, get this—that was not a positive review of The Olive Garden.
Stahl talked to a former Grand Forks Herald editor who says, “By the way, [Marilyn Hagerty’s] regular readers will recognize that as a fairly negative review since she spent a lot more time on the ambience than the food.”
Cultural context: It’s the difference between a glowing review, and a passive-aggressively negative one.
Via David Brauer
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