Predictably, he dines not at one of D.C.’s finest, but at a restaurant in his own hotel. - From Washington Post
(Insert a moment of silence for the cow, the condiment and what most chefs would call a forced marriage.
(Not that the president has to wait in traffic.) BLT Prime, set on a balcony with a sweeping view of the hotel lobby, has much to recommend it.
(Pity the new kitchen lead, chef de cuisine Brian Drosenos, who had to deal with the ultimate VIP in his first week on the job.) The attention lavished even on non-billionaires is noteworthy, too.
Unlike his pie-loving, almond-popping, restaurant-savvy predecessor, the current occupant of the White House appears to see food as something to be dispatched without much thought, like tweeting reviews of “Saturday Night Live.” On the campaign trail, Trump routinely knocked back Big Macs and Filet-O-Fish with Diet Coke, confirming son Donald Trump Jr.’s depiction of his father as “a burgers-and-pizza kind of guy.” Nothing wrong with that, in moderation, except daughter Ivanka fretted once to Barbara Walters that she wanted her father to eat healthier and less quickly, “but it’s the only speed he knows.” Evidence of fine dining is as rare in Trump’s world as a genuine Trump Steak.
Chris Christie, have been greeted at the president’s table with meatloaf, so beloved by Trump that his mother’s recipe is on the menu at Mar-a-Lago, the winter White House in Florida.