This could be the greatest shirt ever:
http://www.threadless.com/product/245/Piece_of_Meat
Biggles, this one’s for you!
This could be the greatest shirt ever:
http://www.threadless.com/product/245/Piece_of_Meat
Biggles, this one’s for you!
My dad was in town this weekend and whenever he visits we have a ritual of eating out and then playing some pool at Temple Billiards. On his last two visits we ate at Lark and Union, so this visit I wanted to take him somewhere less pricey, but equally delicious. I was trying to decide between Malaysian and Chinese, when he told me he wanted to go to Ivar’s. For some inexplicable reason, my Dad loves Ivar’s fish and chips. Don’t get me wrong, their fish and chips are tasty, but of all the things one could miss about the Seattle food scene, Ivar’s fish and chips wouldn’t make it on my top ten. Not even close.
So I was all prepared to go to Ivar’s, but before I picked him up at my grandma’s house, my aunt called and asked me to get some food for my grandma on the way over. I stopped at Malay Satay Hut and loaded up on curries, veggie dishes and roti. By the time I got to the house the smell was permeating the car and I was craving Malaysian food in a bad way. I told my dad he had to at least try a bite of the Roti Canai. He did and when we left for our dinner date, we headed straight back to Malay Satay Hut.
We started out the meal with the Roti Canai, which is this amazing flatbread served with curry. It’s like taking the best of both worlds from naan and scallion pancakes. The barely sweet roti was flaky, soft and slightly chewy.
Next we had the Yam Pot with Chicken. I wasn’t expecting too much from this dish because in the picture it looked like mostly vegetables (yep, they have PICTURES on the menu!), but I was pleasantly surprised by the depth of flavor. The tender morsels of chicken were honestly some of the best I’ve ever had. Plus it came in a delicious deep fried bowl made out of “yams”. (The menu says it’s yam, but I swear it’s taro.)
We also ordered the Lamb Curry—there are two kinds of curry on the menu, one with potatoes and one without. I like the one without as it’s drier and has a more concentrated flavor. I’ve never had curried lamb before; it’s very very good.
Next came the Whole Fried Fish, which I love and order every time I’m at Malay Satay Hut. It’s an entire fish, deep-fried until golden brown and served with an incredible sweet and tangy sauce. (I think it’s made from tamarind.) Unfortunately, this time the fish was overcooked and a bit dry.
Our last dish was from the specials board: Guinness Stout Short Ribs. They were dark, dark brown meat nuggets with a sticky, sweet glaze and I ate them like they were candy.
Vegetarians beware.
http://www.foody.org/home/martini.html
After spending $19.95 on the Five-Spice Crispy Duck at Typhoon, I decided that there’s got to be a cheaper way to get crispy duck into my mouth.
A few years back I had the bright idea to roast my own Peking duck. I did the whole bit, from steaming it to render the fat, then air drying it in the fridge to crisp the skin, then roasting it to golden perfection. It turned out great but the entire duck ended up serving 1-2 people, when I had intended to serve it as a main course for four. I actually had to order chow-mein from the local Chinese restaurant to serve my guests, while the duck ended up as an expensive and time-consuming garnish for the salad. After that fiasco, I swore I would never cook another duck.
On that note, I headed down to the ID and bought a whole duck at King’s Barbecue House (plus a pound of Cha Shu because it looked so amazing). At Uwajimaya, I picked up the pancake buns, cilantro, jalapeños, plum sauce and an assortment of pickled dishes and seaweed salads. When I got to my friend’s house, I heated the pancakes in the microwave (per the instructions) and set out the meats and condiments. I mixed the plum sauce with a bit of the duck juices and we were ready to eat.
The duck was good but not fantastic, and something weird happened to the pancakes when microwaved: they turned into rock hard biscuits. So my first try of Duck Pancakes at Home didn’t go so well. However, the next day I heated the left-over buns in a steamer and they turned into the pillowy, soft buns I know and love. Plus I found a better source for BBQ duck at Sun Ya. So next time I’m convinced it will be just as good as Typhoon.
I got a new writing gig doing weekly restaurant posts for Seattlest (thanks Kate!). I’m really excited, as I get to write them in the third person.
You can read my first post for Tamarind Tree at:
http://www.seattlest.com/archives/2005/05/06/relish_tamarind_tree.php
A few months ago I met my downstairs neighbors and discovered that they’re into food just as much as I am. We’ve been trying to get together for a while now and finally arranged a dinner date at their place. It’s strange going to a dinner party in your own apartment building; as soon as Zach and I left my apartment we were hit with an amazing smell and all the way down the stairs we were hoping that it was coming from M&K’s place. Sure enough it was.
We didn’t know what was on the menu until we walked in and M informed us it was Cinco De Mayo, which of course called for Mexican food. We started the meal with an amazing, fresh and light jicama salad. M is one of those cooks that I’m envious of; she just whips up dishes off the top of her head. She couldn’t give me an exact recipe, but it was something like this: jicama, roasted tomatoes, cilantro, slivered jalapeno, fresh corn sliced off the cob and minced shallot dressed with key lime juice, a pinch of sugar, olive oil and salt & pepper. It was delicious and I couldn’t stop eating it.
For the main course, M had made pork enchiladas. The pork had been rubbed down with a chili powder, then browned and stewed in 1/2 a can of beer, juice from an orange and a bit of salt. The stewed pork was then encased in corn tortillas and topped with a beautiful, brilliant green sauce. M told us to guess what was in it, but we couldn’t figure it out. The color made me think it was tomatillos and Zach guessed cilantro. Finally she told us it was made from ground up pepitas and coriander—it was delicious.
Dessert was a beautiful Angel Food cake with whipped cream and strawberries. The secret ingredient was a dash of Malibu coconut rum added to the whipped cream; the smell and taste were incredible!
It was a very enjoyable evening of eating, drinking and gossiping about the latest food / restaurant happenings. I just about died when I found out they had been invited to Gypsy, although I was disappointed to hear that it’s mostly patronized by people who like food because they think it makes them hip or interesting, instead of people who simply love food.
I was really excited to hear that M has some potentially large pokers in the fire for her food writing career. The last thing of hers I read was the article she had been published in Alaska Magazine. It’s a hilarious and true story!
It’s really rare that I come across something on the internet that’s so funny I almost pee my pants. I guess today was my lucky day.
I found this video clip at ChefBlog and it’s oddly reminiscent of my recent experience with crabs…
http://chefjoanna.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-food-is-coming-to-get-me.html
After the god-awful French dip I had in Newport, I was craving a good one. One with perfectly toasted, lightly buttered, soft bread stuffed with layers of paper-thin, freshly roasted beef, horseradish and a side of salty and robust flavored jus. Is that too much to ask?
I thought I had found the perfect French dip at the Mecca Cafe. Last time I ate there the French dip was perfect. This time… the meat was good, but the bread was plain, stale and un-toasted, and the dip was flavorless.
Anyone know where I can get a reliably good French Dip? Please?
Update: Glenna has kindly sent me the link to the Seattle French Dip thread she started on Chowhound. You can check it out here: http://www.chowhound.com/pacificnw/boards/pacificnw/messages/26240.html
Thanks Glenna!
A few friends and I were seeing a late movie at Pacific Place, but wanted a quick drink and snack beforehand. Every time I need to grab food downtown I’m dismayed by the lack of choices—there is an uncanny convergence of bad chain restaurants. After much debate, we finally settled on the Dragonfish Café in the Paramount Hotel. I had been there once before a long, long time ago and it left a bad taste in my mouth, although now I can’t remember why.
We walked in to find the bar area packed, as they were in the midst of their second happy hour (10pm-1am daily). We ordered a round of fruity cocktails and they came to the table in cute bamboo shaped glasses. Everyone took a sip and eyes lit up around the table. Then we all swapped drinks so we could taste everything. I was stunned that Dragonfish served some of the best juice-based cocktails I’ve ever had. And since it was happy hour, they were only $2.95 each. The best drink was the Lemongrass Lime Ricky, which featured lemon grass and lime leaf infused vodka. My other favorite was the Ruby Berry Splash—a spiked raspberry lemonade.
Since the drinks were so stellar, we decided to try out the Happy Hour Menu. We had a four piece Dragon Roll ($1.95) that contained asparagus, shrimp, tuna and avocado. Nothing special, but it wasn’t bad either. Next was the Chinese BBQ Pork ($2.95). Again, not bad, but I should never order BBQ pork outside of Chinatown, because it’s not very exciting when made from bland pork tenderloin. Where’s the crispy fat?! Our last dish was the Caramel Ginger Chicken ($3.95) which was oddly good, although the “caramel” tasted and looked a lot like a honey glaze.
I can’t say I’d go out of my way to eat here, but it will now be my restaurant of choice for happy hour before (or after) a movie, shopping, the theater, or any other reason I may find myself in need of a drink downtown.
This is too funny not to link to:
http://www.travelerslunchbox.com/journal/2005/4/29/haggis-hunting.html