Dear Russell Stover Chocolate Marshmallow Egg,

BABY. Where have you BEEN all my life?

OM NOM NOM NOM.

-Me.
Anthony Bourdain blogs about the fall of Food Network.  Hilarious- particularly his send up of Rachael Ray.  EVOO, anyone?

Les Halles

Sep. 21st, 2006 05:58 pm
Being there:

We couldn't have picked a more perfect evening for it. We sat outside, overlooking Pennsylvania Ave. while we ate. There was a tiny little breeze, just enough to keep the air cool, and it was so clear that when it got dark you could actually see the stars- pretty cool for downtown DC.

Bread and butter- Can I just say again how much I love French butter? When your butter tastes like cheese, you have done something RIGHT.

Cocktail:
French Lemonade- I WILL find the drink recipe for this. Light, crisp, and totally refreshing. Dangerously yummy, and I didn't feel a burn at all.

Appetizer:
Escargots- In about a cup of butter, herbs, and garlic. They were served in this nifty little dish about like this one, except the cups in ours were deeper. Once we'd devoured the snails themselves, we wasted no time in making total pigs of ourselves by sopping up the rest of the garlic butter with the amazing fresh bread they'd so handily provided.

Main course:

Salmon and Sea Scallops on a bed of spinach and caramelized onions in chardonnay sauce- Oh. Oh my gods. Oh. The scallops -melted- in your mouth. They were so sweet, so tender, it was nearly a shame to devour them. They'd been seared lightly, and the crisp edges were a really nice counterpoint to the tender flesh. The salmon was the best I've ever had- perfectly seared on the outside, still translucent on the inside. The vegetables were cooked, but still both had a flavour that was distinct, and the chardonnay sauce was something I'd probably give a kidney to be able to make myself. It was rich, but still delicate, and tasted faintly of caramel.

Hanger steak with fries and shallot sauce- Tom was kind enough to let me try a bite of this. We both agreed that we're going to have to find a butcher to makes this cut. It wasn't tough at all, but it was one of the most flavourful pieces of beef I've ever had. Incredibly meaty, and the shallot sauce was to die for.

French fries- Anthony Bourdain says that Les Halles makes the best fries in the country. We both thought that might be overstating it a little. We were both wrong. I don't know precisely what they did to make them so amazing, but they were perfectly crispy, still tasted of potato, and I liked the few I borrowed off Tom's plate so much that I ordered another plate of my own.

Dessert:

Espresso

Hot Chocolate with mini brownies- I asked if I could get the hot chocolate without the brownies, but he convinced us to just get them and let Tom eat them. Damn you, cute waiter! You've heard the phrase sex on legs? This was sex in a cup. Oh. My. Gods. All I can guess is that it was mostly melted dark chocolate with a generous helping of cream. I could see traces of vanilla bean. When I tipped my cup, it left a thick coating of chocolate behind. I was done after a single cup- they brought me a pitcher with about three in it. I died a little when I realized that there was just no way I was going to finish it.

Creme Brulee- We split this, after debating the merits of the various desserts. The custard, like everything else, was rich and perfect, with dots of vanilla bean under a lovely sugar crust.

We spent almost three hours eating, just enjoying the city night, the conversation (We killed Robert Jordan!), the food, and each others company. It was one of the coolest birthday presents I've ever gotten, and hands down the best meal of my life.

Thank you again, [livejournal.com profile] interminable!

Unibroue

Apr. 17th, 2006 12:36 am
I have long said that I do not drink beer.  I don't enjoy beer.  It makes my face screw up and my mouth unhappy. 

That was before [livejournal.com profile] interminable introduced me to La Fin Du Monde, one of the best things I've ever had the pleasure of putting in my mouth.  I had three sips of his yesterday, and went out today to buy myself more, because I couldn't stop thinking about it.  It has the most amazing taste, almost citrusy, and it lingers on your tongue, but it doesn't bite.  It's amazing.  (It also has 9% alcohol content, so don't drink one lightly.)  I have never in my life bought beer for me to drink, and I'd go out now and buy another 4 pack of this, just to make sure I had one around to treat myself with.  I also had the chance to try some La Terrible, which was so black it was scary, and was ridiculously amazing.

YUM. 
Things that are good:

Cheap snow peas!

Things that would be better:

Cheap snow peas that don't taste like a shoe store smells...
As so often happens, I've spent an hour or so making myself a lovely, healthy dinner.  Steamed carrots with herbs, and perch lightly marinated in lime juice and jerk seasoning.  It smells awesome.  It looks amazing. 

I ate two carrots and wasn't interested in the rest.

Of course, I now have a plan to run to the grocery store for eggs and baking soda.  Why, you might ask? 

So I can make chocolate cherry bread.  Logically.  I don't even want to eat it, I just want to bake it.  Go figure. 

Also, I really wish I knew which house my paints have wound up at.  I blame [livejournal.com profile] foxvox (if you haven't had the chance to see her artwork, go check it out.  I'll wait.  See?  Kristen rocks.  And all that knotwork?  She does it BY HAND.) and her recent spate of watercolor paintings.  It's made me want to try my hand with them again, knowing what I know now about colour blending, washes, and brush work. 
The knowledge that I will eventually run out of my stash of Aero and Luflee bars makes me whimper.

I suppose I'll have to find some place to order them online.

ETA: Yeah...or maybe I'll just ask a friend in Canada to buy me some. Jesus wheels, -$12- to ship me 5 candy bars, standard delivery? They have to be out of their freaking minds!
O. M. G.

I believe I just had a foodgasm when I dipped my spoon into the Brown Cow Cream Top yoghurt. I wish I'd gotten vanilla instead of raspberry, because then I could have enjoyed an entire carton of smooth, thick, creamy yoghurt and never reached the pocket of fruit.

I am comforting myself with the container of blackberries. Later, I'll munch on my organic Pink Lady apple. I stopped at the store last night on my way home, and spent $20 on an entire basket of fruits and veggies. I had steamed carrots for dinner, people. Willingly. I craved them. I only ate half the roast beef sandwich because I knew I'd need some protein. When I was done with it, I went back for more carrots. (Okay, and a couple spoonfuls of Starbucks Mud Pie ice cream, but...carrots!)

I am Whole Foods bitch.

Letters!

Oct. 18th, 2005 12:06 pm
Dear Nisan Noodle Pak (Teriyaki Beef flavour),

For something so cheap and easy to prepare, you are ridiculously tasty. Not like, good noodle shop tasty, but good microwave lunch tasty at any rate. Also, I can wow everyone who passes my desk with my (semi) amazing chopstick abilities. ("You can eat noodles with those things?") You are $0.99 of love in a little plastic bowl. Thank you for quieting the rumbly tummy of Doom and making me feel all warm and cozy. You have reminded me that my comfort soup is saimen. (And also that there isn't any place close to get the brilliant pink and white fishcake. So sad.)

Lots of noodly love,
Me.

Dear Marton,

You are much snarkier than I suspected. Rock the fuck on, my friend.

Yours,
The Author.

Dear Janska,

Seriously. Don't make me come in there and bitchslap you. Get down with your sarcastic self. Groove on the lack of death. Please advance the plot now.

Cheers,
Also the Author.

P.S.- Don't give me that look!

Chocolate

Sep. 23rd, 2005 04:37 pm
I treated myself to a couple Dagoba bars (strictly for sampling purposes you understand. This is for science.) at Whole Foods the other day. Trying them both (Latte and Mon Cheri) has led me to the following conclusion:

I have become a dark chocolate snob. If I am eating a bar of chocolate, I want dark. I want the rich, sharp flavour, and I think it blends better with fruit and spices than milk chocolate.

Which is not to say that the Latte bar was -bad- by any means, just that the Mon Cheri was better. In the future, if I want a mocha flavoured bar, I'll just buy a Scharffen Berger Mocha from Trader Joe's.

Other Dagoba bars that rock- Xocolatl, Roseberry (Rosehips and raspberries in dark chocolate). I wasn't terribly thrilled with the Lavender. When I find it, I'd like to try the Lime.
So, Raspberry Ginger Peace Cereal. It sounds good, doesn't it?

Let me assure you, it really isn't. It's a lot like eating cardboard with some chunks and a faint afterburn of pumpkin pie. Raspberry? Sure, I see a piece. In my entire bowl.

Won't be buying this again. It's back to the Honey Bunches of Oats with peaches I'm thinking. Or TJ's berry cereal.

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