I’ve got a bun in the oven. Not a real bun, or brioche, or baguette, but a baby that has finally decided to join us. If you’re reading this, it means that we’re busy learning all about midnight feedings, messy diapers and new parenthood. Needless to say, there will be little time for cooking or blogging about cooking. I’ll stop by as much as I can, but in the meantime, visit these other local blogs to get your fix:
Archive for March, 2009
We’ve lived near this burger joint for over 6 years but have never made it there. I’m not sure why. But the other day I was craving a burger and well, we were driving near The 5-8 club, so we stopped in. We were in and out in about 35 minutes. were greeted and served by a friendly and efficient server and had great burgers that were just the right size. I chose the Mushroom and Swiss with the Onion Rings, and Husband chose the American Burger with Fries.
A great burger, friendly service… i hear there’s a patio if and when summer ever gets here too! Yippee!
I’ve posted about Salut on Grand Avenue before and have had both a horrible experience and a great experience. So we tried it again. This time it was pretty inconsistent. Service was good, some good was really good, while some was really disappointing. There were four of us, and after we ordered our server mentioned that maybe we had ordered too many dishes. It was early in the day and I guess we were hungry. We canceled one dish and probably should have canceled more, because she was right, there was way too much food. At least most of it was pretty good. Here are some highlights:
The Tuna Tartare
The Pommes Frites with Bernaise
The Duet of Fish (Salmon and Sablefish)
The Curry Chicken Salad with French Onion Soup
Obviously there were other dishes, but they were not worth posting. Those included a flat bread pizza (too much cheese), the seafood crepes (too much sauce), the Sablefish (too small and undercooked).
Another highlight I can’t forget to mention were the dessert shots. A tray of shot glasses filled with just a few bites of something delicious brought to the table after you’re done eating. The day’s options were Creme Brulee or Brownie Bite with Caramel and a Raspberry. We ordered two of each. A perfect ending to a meal that was far from perfect.
I’ve been out to eat a number of times lately, so I’ve saved them all up for one long week of restaurant reviews. It’s an interesting mix, from Sushi to Burgers to Sage Foam. But they were all delicious. Enjoy!
I don’t usually need an excuse to go out to dinner with the girls, but this past weekend a client of Jen’s was singing at one of my favorite restaurants, Crave, so a few of us decided to make it into a girls night. Of course we had a blast. There was lots of wine (and some lemonade) and a ton of food. We started with the Siracha Edemama and Calamari. Jen ordered the Ahi Tuna (photo above), T ordered sushi, including the crunchy tuna roll and the famous Mexican roll (with japapeno and cilantro), L and I both ordered a Salmon special that included risotto and a green bean salad. It didn’t stop there, either. We shared the coconut cake and the key lime pie. I loved them both equally, but the others preferred the coconut cake. Both were gone pretty darn quickly, so really, they were both hits.
There was good conversation (Chris Christopherson?) and fabulous live music. And of course, great food. What else does a girl need?
I noticed my current Cooking Light sitting in a pile of magazines the other day, and realized I had only skimmed through it when it arrived. Usually I mark at least half the pages and head to the grocery store to make the many wonderful recipes I’ve found in there. Not so this month. But I finally picked it up and found a few dishes that sounded good, and quick, since my energy level is bordering on non-existent. One of those recipes was for Almond-Stuffed Chicken Breasts. They’re filled with a mixture of toasted almonds (yum) and garlic Boursin cheese (yum), so really, what could go wrong?
Very little. Husband prepped the chicken and stuffed them and did a mighty fine job, I have to say. I threw some rice and a large pinch of saffron in the rice cooker (best invention ever, besides the iphone) and dinner was on it’s way. I was worried the chicken would cook unevenly, but it didn’t and it stayed nice and tender. The combination of the cheese and almonds was delicious, though next time I’ll try to squeeze more stuffing into each little breast. Because, really, can there be too much cheese?
Yes, it’s been so nice hear the last few days we grilled out. Outside. In the backyard. Where the snow has melted and revealed some dirty grass. But who cares, because almost all of the snow is gone. And the dog can be walked again. And the windows are open. Ahhhhh….
Oh, and if you’re interested in the food, chicken and vegetable skewers, marinated in a mixture of soy, hoison and crushed red pepper. Really delicious. And did I mention that they were grilled outside?
My grandfather came to the US in 1917. He was 11 years old and the youngest of four when his mother came over to join his father who had been living in the States since before my grandfather was born. In his honor, and all of those that are Irish today, here is a beautiful and fun poem about what else, potatoes!
Ode to the Potato
by Barbara Hamby
“They eat a lot of French fries here,” my mother
announces after a week in Paris, and she’s right,
not only about les pommes frites but the celestial tuber
in all its forms: rotie, purée, not to mention
au gratin or boiled and oiled in la salade niçoise.
Batata edulis discovered by gold-mad conquistadors
in the West Indies, and only a 100 years later
in The Merry Wives of Windsor Falstaff cries,
“Let the skie raine Potatoes,” for what would we be
without youlost in a sea of fried turnips,
mashed beets, roasted parsnips? Mi corazón, mon coeur,
my core is not the heart but the stomach, tuber
of the body, its hollow stem the throat and esophagus,
leafing out to the nose and eyes and mouth. Hail
the conquering spud, all its names marvelous: Solanum
tuberosum, Igname, Caribe, Russian Banana, Yukon Gold.
When you turned black, Ireland mourned. O Mr. Potato Head,
how many deals can a man make before he stops being
small potatoes? How many men can a woman drop
like a hot potato? Eat it cooked or raw like an apple
with salt of the earth, apple of the earth, pomme de terre.
Tuber, tuber burning bright in a kingdom without light,
deep within the earth where the Incan potato gods rule,
forging their golden orbs for the world’s ravening gorge.
“Ode to the Potato” by Barbara Hamby, from Babel. © University of Pittsburgh Press, 2004. Reprinted from the Writer’s Almanac Daily Email from Minnesota Public Radio.
We’ve been lazy lately, with good reason, but I finally made a meal from scratch. It was a simple one, from an article in Cooking Light about quick recipes with a minimal number of ingredients, but still it was pretty delicious.The dish is called Roasted Tilapia with Orange-Parsley Sauce. I served it with Husband’s Wasabi Mashed Potatoes and it was light and spring-like and made me happy. The fish was roasted in a warm oven. The sauce was just a few oranges, parsely, orange rind, oil and salt. The potatoes were, of course, loaded with sour cream and wasabi.
When I was cutting the oranges apart, I flashed back to Iron Chef America where the chefs often use a technique called “Supreme” when they cut their citrus. It is supposed to give you just the fruit, while the pith and tough segments are discarded. This is much harder than it looks. Here is a great tutorial on how to do it.
Much easier than it looks.
I had to run down to Paper Source today over lunch and fortunately, right next door, is one of the best restaurants in the Twin Cities, Lucia’s Wine Bar. Even better is the bakery, deli attached called Lucia’s TO GO. What’s better than an amazing meal than one that is affordable and accessible during almost any waking hour?
After picking up my goods at PS, I stopped by and got a cup of sweet potato soup and side of bread and um, yeah, a chocolate sea salt cookie. Look at the size of that cup! I could barely finish it (honestly) and all of that was only $4.99.
They also have salads, sandwiches, pasta salads, and of course, the display cases are overflowing with beautiful baked goods. I also think they do dinner entree’s for pickup. Now that seems like a much better idea than this.
Again, maybe this is pushing it for a food blog, but I saw this print on Etsy and couldn’t stop laughing. It’s done by a local artist, Shelli (dazey chic) and available for purchase at her Etsy site. We’ve all seen a bird with a french fry, right? That’s Happy. Next time you’re down, just think about a bird. With a Fry.