Gettin' It Right: Dizzy's

Image via Dizzy's on FacebookGettin' It Right is our semi-regularish column where we call out a Park Slope biz that deserves an online pat on the ass for doing something that's not totally fucking stupid. Today's nominee: Dizzy's!

I love breakfast. I love it at it's normal time, and I love it for lunch and dinner, too. I'm definitely more of an eggy breakfast-food person than a pancake/waffle person, and it's a close call when it comes to bacon vs. sausage (both, if I have someone to share with), but my breakfast is not complete without a delicious order of home fries. I just lurve me some home fries! You know what I hate, though? People who sneak bell peppers into home fries. What the fuck is up with that?!

Listen, it's my one food aversion. I fucking hate bell peppers. They taste fucking gross, and they stink up the joint when you cook with them. I grew up thinking I hated Chinese food. Turns out my parents just always ordered stuff that had cooked peppers in it. And my mom used to order peppers on her pizza. I want to barf at the memory. 

So, fine, you say, don't eat them! Easier said than done, when restaurants sneak them into things without mentioning it on the menu. I can't tell you how many times I've ordered a turkey burger, only to find once I bite into it that some moron in the kitchen thought it would be a good idea to throw some bell peppers into the mix. Why would you do that? You don't do that with hamburgers. You could at least mention it. And no, saying that something is mixed with "spices" does not include bell peppers. Bell peppers are vegetables, and they change EVERYTHING. Especially home fries. And it's too damn hard to find places that keep their home fries bell pepper free.

Whatever. I know there are others out there who feel the same way, and I am here to tell you that the home fries at Dizzy's have no bell peppers! This makes me absurdly happy.