• 23Feb

    ADlogo.jpgI’ve been in Atlanta almost seven months now, but my grad student status has severely limited my ‘extramural’ culinary adventures. So I made a pact with myself at the beginning of this semester that I would work harder at eating good food (as opposed to pizza and burgers, all the time) when I go out. the trick is finding places I can kinda-sorta-maybe-once-in-a-while afford.
    Early in my tenure here, I discovered Après Diem, and have been going there pretty frequently (OK, like once or twice a month) for late-evening drinks and snacks. The atmosphere is much trendier than I’d usually tolerate, with its colored ‘mood’ lighting and live-dj-techno/house soundtrack, not to mention the almost universally gorgeous staff.* But somehow, Après Diem manages to remain comfortable and easygoing, and it works for me.
    Like I said, I’ve mostly been there for drinks and/or snacks, midway through an evening’s carousing. The drinks are good and, if you stay away from the sugar-tinis, not too expensive; the wine list is small but nicely varied, ditto for beers. The appetizers/snacks menu is nice; I really like the baba ghanouj, the hummus plate, and have been made very happy on more than one “last stop before home” by the brie and baguette. The espresso and coffee are good too, and served late enough that Après Diem also makes a good last-stop spot to wait off those drinks before driving home (this is the thing about Atlanta: you have to drive. Everywhere. All the time. No matter what.).
    Anyways, I liked snacking there enough that I decided to try dinner there, and one night after a play a friend and I decided to do so. Sadly, the kitchen closes at midnight, and we got there at 11:58, so it was put off.
    Fresh off a stressful week, another friend and I decided to finally eat dinner at Après Diem, at a reasonable dinner hour (around 8, as opposed to around midnight). We were seated by a lovely blond woman of ultimately indeterminate – but I’m pretty sure north English – accent, who was also our server. Her only real gaffe of the evening was immediate: she was quick to offer drinks, even before we had a chance to look at the list, and it wasn’t until she had come back again and taken our order that she brought water. No matter, we had beer!
    My companion ordered the roasted portobello sandwich, and I the Asian-style tuna. I should mention that my meal came with an appetizer salad, and his did not, but that this is not made particularly clear on the printed menu. Either way, the salad was actually quite tasty (I’m not sure what the dressing was, but I liked it!), and would have been plenty to share but for my companion’s aversion to green vegetables.
    The portobello sandwich looked, and was reported to be, really good. Serving sandwiches on focaccia still worries me sometimes – I feel like it’s too easy for the bread to overwhelm its contents – but my companion reports that it was really what made this dish great. The fillings’ mix of flavors, and their strength, clearly balanced well with the thick bread, which also has the advantage of not getting so soggy with all that veggie goodness inside.
    I ordered my tuna seared (it always makes me laugh a bit when the menu says “seared tuna” and then they ask you how you want it cooked), and it came out on a very pretty plate with lightly sautéed halved carrots, mini-zucchinis, and grape tomatoes, topped with the ‘Asian-style’ sauce and pickled ginger. The flavor was really good, and the veggies perfect, but the fish itself was a bit tough. Tasty, but just not the best tuna I’ve had, which surprised me – it was listed as “sashimi grade” on the menu.
    It’s no shock that our two cheques came out rather differently – my companion’s sandwich was $8 and my tuna $20 (plus a couple of beers each), totaling about $50, plus tip. Not bad at all by normal standards, but we’re grad students. We’ll have to await another special occasion (since lotto jackpots are especially unlikely for statisticians-in-training who can’t bring themselves to buy tickets) to return for dinner, but I do plan to do so when the moment arises.
    All in all, Après Diem makes a good dinner spot, but its real strength lies as a cool place for drinks and snacks, as the more relaxed portion of an evening out in Midtown.
    * Seriously. If the employees,’ uhm, assets are how you’re selling your place, I’m generally gonna be wary. Après Diem manages to pull it off.
    Après Diem
    931 Monroe Drive (next to the Midtown Art Theater),
    Atlanta, Georgia 30308
    404.872.3333

  • 22Feb

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    Purchase anything – even a soda- at Hard Times Cafe today and you get a free bowl of chili. You can even get cheese, beans, and onions in it for no extra charge. I verified this with the Clarendon location.
    Thanks for Romel at meetin.org for the catch. 🙂
    Hard Times Cafe (Clarendon)
    3028 Wilson Blvd
    Arlington, VA 22201
    703 528 2233
    http://www.hardtimes.com

  • 18Feb

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    Ok…who else is excited about this, Busboys & Poets and about Cakelove opening in Shirlington? This will happen in the late spring.
    Busboys & Poets is a great place to hangout and I have had good desserts and appetizers there, and Cakelove has good eclairs and ginger scones. Ok…ok…if you let the cupcakes get to room temperature…they are decent – regardless of my past declarations. Yes, really. 🙂 Cakelove has been growing on me recently.

  • 16Feb

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    Hosting a party can be stressful. I have a horrible tendency of setting a date, making the guest list and sending out invitations, not to mention planning music and making CDs, well in advance, only to find myself in a messy apartment with an empty fridge the morning of said event. As a result, my parties tend to rely more on the right mix of music, booze, and people (and often, explosives) rather than gourmet munchies.
    Not that this has ever really been a problem, but sometimes I feel like I should at least have some quick-and-easy hors d’ouvres recipes lying around, for emergencies. And sometimes, homework is not nearly as appealing as a trip to the farmers market followed by experimentation in the kitchen.
    Today was one of those times, and even though I don’t plan to host any parties for a good while, I ended up making (for dinner) a dish that I’ll be more than happy to serve at my next soirée. Assuming I remember to make it.
    Like nearly everything I make, this was done on the fly, so I encourage people to fiddle with it all to get what you want.
    Ingredients:
    Thai eggplants (I used 6, which was plenty for my dinner),
    2 tbs. Tandoori spice powder (I used Sharwood’s),
    2.5 tbs. Champagne vinegar,
    2 tbs. lemon juice,
    4 tbs. olive oil.
    Preheat your oven to 350.
    Decapitate your eggplants, and cut them in half. Mix all the other stuff together in a glass, and spoon enough of it over each eggplant slice (the inside side, not the skin side) to cover the whole surface. Put that in the oven for about 17 minutes, remove and let cool.
    You could marinate the eggplant in the sauce for a more powerful flavor, but I think that might be a bit much, and make it a less appealing finger food.
    See? Tasty and fancy-sounding hors d’ouvres in just 20 minutes!

  • 13Feb

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    I have a thing for hot sauces. Ok, well, actually I’m a sucker for odd sauces and spices in general, but I’m especially fond of hot ones. Knowing this, my sister presented me, as my Christmukkah present, a Hot Sauce of the Month subscription. This month’s shipment included a mild selection, Tres Hermanos Chipotle Hot Sauce.
    I love chipotles, but I find it hard to use them without making a dish seem forcibly “Mexican,” which can be good or not, depending on my mood. Sometimes though, inspiration (by which I mean experimentation born of boredom) strikes, and something yummy results.
    Tonight, I was sauteeing up some portobellas and onions, when the whole dish just struck me as d-u-l-l DULL. Looking about my spice rack for a jazzing-up ingredient, I noticed the Tres Hermanos bottle just sitting there, eying me. Daring me to make a move. (Anyone who knows me knows I probably won’t back down from a dare)
    In went the chipotle, and up went my interest! Here’s what I did:
    1 lb. portobello mushrooms, cubed.
    1 large yellow onion, roughly diced.
    1.5 cups tawny port.
    1/2 cup Tres Hermanos Chipotle Hot Sauce
    Olive oil, salt, pepper.
    Add the mushrooms first to a sautee pan, and get them going for a bit. When they’re about 1/3 done, add the onions. At the same time pour in the port, and add more salt and pepper, to taste. Reduce heat to low. After a minute or so, add the hot sauce, and stir.
    When the veggies are good and done, remove them from the pan with a slotted spoon, and set them aside. Now up the heat, and reduce the remaining sauce to about 1/4 its volume (deglaze if you like).
    Serve the mushrooms and onions over rice, garnishing with reduced sauce. Adding garlic at the same time as the port might be nice, but I didn’t think it was missing. You could also add steak to this, for a heartier dish.

  • 09Feb

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    From Michael Ruhlman’s website, a blast at The Food Network by Anthony Bourdain. The telegenic chef takes a few potshots at the folks on the air at The Food Network. Among the highlights:

    PAULA DEEN: I’m reluctant to bash what seems to be a nice old lady. Even if her supporting cast is beginning to look like the Hills Have Eyes–and her food a True Buffet of Horrors. A recent Hawaii show was indistinguishable from an early John Waters film. And the food on a par with the last scene of Pink Flamingos. But I’d like to see her mad. Like her look-alike, Divine, in the classic “Female Trouble.“ Paula Deen on a Baltimore Killing Spree would be something to see. Let her get Rachael in a headlock–and it’s all over.

    THAT ACE OF CAKES GUY: Hey…He’s got talent! And…he seems to be a trained chef! And he’s really making food–and selling it in a real business! I think…I like it! If I have one reservation, it’s that I have no idea if the stuff actually TASTES good. It LOOKS really creative and quirky–and I’m interested but…I mean…it’s like construction going on over there from what we’re told and shown. One suspects that the producers don’t want to waste valuable time talking about anything so technical as food–on “Food” Network.

    Other than being gripped by the fear that comes from realizing that Paula Deen does indeed resemble Baltimore’s most famous transvestite, I’m amazed he didn’t comment on any of her recipes. The woman makes a bread pudding with a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts and slathers everything in a pound of butter.
    She cooks like Elvis ate.
    Considering that much of his blog is concerned with the food quality coming from the Food Network, I wonder why he didn’t mention a thing about her cooking.
    Thanks to the USAToday’s Pop Candy blog for the catch!

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  • 06Feb

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    A few months ago, I set out to chronicle the ways in which Alexandria’s charming Del Ray neighborhood can rot your teeth and ruin your diet. An eating tour of Del Ray is a delicious invitation to gain weight and keep your dentist’s kids in private school. There’s so many fun little eateries in the neighborhood that I felt compelled to break the article into two parts, thereby giving it a more proper review. Part one would be the places I know best, and then after a careful sampling of other places in the area, I was going to write part two.
    One small problem with that idea – while my teeth are fine, my diet was ruined. I gained over 15 pounds since I started writing Part II. And those were not “happy pounds” either. Angry, vicious pounds – more bitter than a jilted bride on Valentine’s Day and colder than a divorce attorney. I felt Morgan Spurlock‘s pain. Being a FUD writer Super-Sized Me. I drew a line in the sand a few weeks ago and vowed to be more Dave Matthews than Dave Thomas or Dave Thomas.
    In the past year, I’ve learned 10 unassailable facts about FUD in DC :
    1) Del Ray really CAN tack on the pounds, plus the Dairy Godmother is serving Tiramisu AND Thin Mint Cookie custards this month. Courage, my friends.
    2) When reviewing beers, candy bars and chili, always mix in a salad. Preferably not fruit salad from a can. And, preferably, not the can too.
    3) Don’t go to Wegman’s when you’re hungry. You’ll end up with a cart full of food that you don’t remember placing in the cart and have no idea how to pronounce. Then you’ll drive home for the next hour wondering what in the hell just happened.
    4) Don’t go to Harris-Teeter when you’re hungry. You’ll end up with overpriced foods and no idea how to pay for it. Only supermarket I’ve ever been to that should offer financing and layaway. “Just three more payments and that soymilk is all mine!”
    5) The large anything (burger, phở, beverage) may only be a dollar more than the small, but the small will do. Some phở places sell Extra-Large sizes – how can anybody finish one of those and not end up in a food coma?
    6) That exercise thing…kinda important. Ever notice how many WSC and Sport & Health Clubs are near supermarkets? If Curves keeps it up, there’ll be one in every supermarket.
    7) Cakelove’s butter cakes need to be brought up to room temperature before serving properly. Don’t eat a dozen cupcakes while you’re waiting.
    8) Every one of those “Limited Edition” candy bars at CVS – meh. Not nearly as good as you’d expect, except the marshmallow Reese’s and the Malt and Espresso Kit-Kats. Otherwise…meh. The white chocolates taste like wax and the caramels always seem off somehow. No need to try them – if they were any good, they wouldn’t be “Limited Editions” but “Always Available.”
    9) Latin and Asian markets offer lower prices on meats and veggies and often with better variety. They may not have those bonus club cards, but the staples of a healthy diet are much more affordable. Giant and Soviet Safeway, take heed.
    10) You know those people who bring donuts and cakes into the workplace? They secretly hate all their coworkers. They actually wanted a donut themselves, but assuage the guilt by bringing in 11 other sugarbombs to make everybody else fat and lethargic.
    So, as I’m sticking to exercise, watercress and protein-shakes, I’ve been avoiding my normal calorie-rich fare. Regular exercise and a more moderate diet has brought me back down to a more comfortable weight.
    I apologize in advance to any reader who lived vicariously through my gluttony, and to any establishment that might notice a sudden downturn in sales. Trust me, I miss you too.

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  • 02Feb

    Grand Mart is not exactly Chinatown, but the sights and sounds of the Asian supermarket give you a flavor of the things you’re missing by shopping at Giant or Safeway. It has such a large agora of fruits and vegetables that I don’t know where to start. For example, Grand Mart sells something called daikon at 59 cents a pound. I’d never heard of daikon, but according to a Wikopedia daikon literally means “white carrot” and is a mild-flavored giant white radish. Other spectacles at Grand Mart include dandelion at 99 cents a pound and chicory, which runs at $1.29 a pound. Yellow peaches were 79 cents a pound and not over-ripe, like I sometimes see at your average DC area market. The Asian market also has five types of mushrooms, some of which remind me of that part of Lord of the Rings when Frodo Baggins and company happen upon a large fungi jungle. I wouldn’t touch mushrooms with a 10-foot pole but they run around $1.50 a pound, depending on the type you happen to buy. Asparagus are still expensive: $4.29 a pound.
    I’m a Connecticut Yankee so I’m used to getting fresh green and red peppers from the local supermarket. I’ve had a hard time finding that in Arlington, Va. No problems at Grand Mart, and it’s cheap too. Green peppers were 59 cents a pound. Red peppers were 99 cents a pound. And they’re fresh.
    Though I love Indian food, I wasn’t impressed with the Asian market’s Indian section. It had a lot of spices but not the canned delicacies you find in Giant at prices that make you say “Oh my God … I’m going to need to take out a second mortgage to afford these samosas.” Nevertheless, I was pleased with Grand Mart’s alcohol section. Instead of just wines and beers, it also had a whole shelf of sake. At $5.99 I got a bottle of sake called Bek Se Ju. I don’t know what it is but I’m eager to try it out.
    Grand Mart does have its drawbacks though. Most of the staff doesn’t speak English well. I got by using Spanish with some of the stock staff. But that didn’t help me with most of the rest, whose native tongues are languages like Japanese, Chinese and Korean, who had a hard time understanding what I wanted when I asked for ginger ale. I eventually found it after asking the only English-speaker on the staff I could find.
    You’ll also be out of luck finding some basic things that Americans can’t get by with. They don’t sell Liquid Drano. I don’t think they have veggie burgers either. But with the high quality beef, chicken and other meats they offer you hardly need veggie burgers. Unless, of course, you’re a vegetarian. If you are, you’ll just have to go to Giant for that.
    Grand Mart is located at 6326 Arlington Boulevard in Falls Church, at the corner of Route 7 and Route 50. It’s not near a metro so if you don’t have a car, find a friend to drive you. I’m saving $60 a month and getting fresher produce by going to Grand Mart. You’ll be glad you went too.
    This post is by Guest Blogger Jay D. Krasnow from www.hyperactivestyle.com.
    Thanks Jay!

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