Once upon a time, salad was iceberg lettuce with a few shredded carrots and a cucumber slice, if you were lucky. A vegetable side was potatoes -- would you like those baked, mashed, or au gratin? A nice anniversary dinner? Would you rather visit the Holiday Inn or the Regency Inn? In Grand Forks, North Dakota, a small town where professors moonlight as farmers, farmers moonlight as football coaches, and everyone loves hockey, one woman has had the answers for more than twenty-five years: Marilyn Hagerty.In her weekly Eatbeat column in the local paper, Marilyn gives the denizens of Grand Forks the straight scoop on everything from the best blue plate specials -- beef stroganoff at the Pantry -- to the choicest truck stops -- the Big Sioux (and its lutefisk lunch special) -- to the ambience of the town's first Taco Bell. Her verdict? "A cool pastel oasis on a hot day." No-nonsense but wry, earnest but self-aware, Eatbeat also encourages the best in its readers -- reminding them to tip well and why -- and serves as its own kind of down-home social register, peopled with stories of ex-postal workers turned café owners and prom queen waitresses. Filled with reviews of the mom-and-pop diners that eventually gave way to fast food joints, and the Norwegian specialties that finally faded away in the face of the Olive Garden's endless breadsticks, this is a loving look at the shifts in American dining in the last years of the twentieth century
