Restaurant Scene: Zarzour’s might last forever

I hate when people say, “I don’t have any regrets.”

I think people who say that are either telling a bold-faced lie or haven’t lived enough life to have been confronted with making decisions, whether trivial or life-altering. Or they might just lack constructive, unbiased retrospection. I can tell you right now, there’s not enough ink in this pen to complete my list of regrets. Some of them include waiting until I got in my mid-30s to start taking my credit score seriously, or foodwise, never giving arepas a chance until recently.

With that being said, it’s not every day that you can get a chance to reverse a regret, but I did.

This past summer I wrote a piece with the headline: After 106 years in business, Zarzour’s Cafe is up for sale. I wasted no time expressing my regret: “As of right now, my biggest regret since becoming the food writer here at the Chattanooga Times Free Press is that I was too busy eating fried whiting at Uncle Larry’s to ever get a chance to have a burger at Zarzour’s before something unfortunate like this happened.”