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   Wednesday, November 27, 2002

GOTCHA!

As Darcy and I discovered this past weekend, Niagara Falls is still one of the strangest places to spend time in – alternately pathetic and beautiful – but eating there takes a bit of work. Every restaurant is either a dive or a Burger King. I’m not usually that fussy about dinner but this place quickly turned me into a food critic.

Fortunately, we did get one solid meal at a decent steak and seafood place called Sparks, “courtesy” of the Howard Johnson’s we stayed at. I put courtesy in quotes because we soon discovered that the terrific $35-50 coupons we were given by the hotel to lure us in merely offset the gouging. Every entrée at the restaurant was over $25 and bacon and eggs at the Denny’s next door went for $15! One look at a menu and I instantly recalled the phrase “tourist trap” (the hotel and restaurants obviously being in cahoots). So take this sucker’s advice: if you’re going to Niagara Falls anytime soon, pack a picnic basket.

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