Baltimore is not known as a food capital. Its culinary offerings fail to rank with those of Paris, Rome, and London. However, there is one delight unique to Charm City (Baltimore), the Berger. The Berger, for those unaware, is a cookie, though calling it such is like referring to Monet as a painter, or Moby Dick a book. The term defines it, but fails to fully explain the sheer brilliance of the item. A Berger (for it is indeed worthy of the capital letter) has a cake-like, vanilla bottom, somewhat more moist then a Pepridge Farm cookie and somewhat tastier. However, it is the top of the Berger that invokes the eater’s fervor. It is a deep, full-bodied chocolate cr
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20Nov
As astute readers of our sister site DCSOB know, some of us Smorgasblog writers are on a continual search for the best BBQ in the greater D.C. metropolitan area. Combine that with a lack of BBQ during my last several months outside of the area, and you have the combination for a road trip to Waldorf, MD to finally try the legendary Lefty’s Barbecue. So, last Sunday morning, rj3, zaf, and I all piled into the car to fight the Sunday church traffic rush to rural MD.
Lefty’s is in the heart of a strip mall, about a mile away from a Wal-mart, Sam’s Club, and every other suburban chain store imaginable. The decor is rather unimaginative — benches and chairs straight out of the mid-90s. But we weren’t there for the atmosphere. We were there for the barbecue.
Being from the south, the first test of authenticity for any barbecue restaurant is their Sweet Iced Tea. Sweet Tea is a purely southern phenomenon and if a BBQ joint can’t properly do their iced tea, there is no hope for the actual BBQ. Other than the fact that they offer no free refills on the sweet tea, the tea passed the test, and we waited for the main meal.
RJ3 ordered the North Carolina Pork sandwhich, sliced pork w/ vinegar based sauce. ZAF had the rib platter, and I had the regular sliced pork sandwhich. For sides, we tried the corn on the cob, mashed potatoes, corn fritters, and collard greens.
You’re in true barbecue country when Sundays are “bring in your church bulletin for a discount” days.Both pork dishes were good, although I’m used to chopped rather than sliced pork. The sandwiches were so full that hand-eating was abandoned for a knife and fork. The ribs were the highlight of the meat course — tender meat, incredibly smoky and flavorful, which fell off the bone. ZAF lost several ribs from her meal to RJ3 and me. When you go to Lefty’s, get the ribs.
The crowning culinary achievement may have been the sides. The mashed potatoes were fluffy, buttery, and everything wonderful a potato can be. The collard greens had just the right mix of green and brown sugar; they were so tasty that I finally convinced my northern companions that properly done collard greens really are the nectar of the gods. And the corn fritters, deep fried corn-and-dough mixtures, we so tasty that zaf kept stealing them off of RJ3s plate.
The consensus is that out of all the BBQ places our crack team has tried, including Rocklands; Old Glory; Dixie Bones; Urban BBQ; Red, Hot, and Blue; and Johnny’s, Lefty’s Barbecue holds the current title of best BBQ in the metro D.C. area. At least, that is, until the next trip.
Lefty’s Barbecue | http://www.leftysbarbecue.com/ | 2064 Crain Highway, Waldorf, MD 20601 | -
19Nov

So, since everyone seems obsessed with the Swedish retailer, I thought I’d add to the discussion (I will post more directly about food in the future, I swear!). Not only did I just come from Sweden recently, but I was–not two months ago–at an Yijiajiaguan in Beijing. -
19Nov
Salty, dried, powdered vegetables. Appealing though this may sound, a mere semantic description can’t do justice to the unbelievable niftiness of Vegeta. It is with burbles of happy joy that I report you can now find this traditional Croatian seasoning at the Wegmans in Sterling, out by Dulles.
Stick this stuff on pretty much anything. Rub it on chickens before roasting them. Pour it on vegetables. Mix it with salad dressing when you feel lazy. Toss it on popcorn. Toss it on your friends. Here’s a fast recipe for Vegeta chicken wings:- Wash the wings, trim off the thin wingtip piece, and cut the drumette and the wing into two pieces
- DRY thoroughly with paper towels, I really mean it.
- Mix say, half a cup of mayo with a couple tablespoons of Vegeta till the mayo is bright yellow, then mix thoroughly with the chicken until well coated
- Put chicken on a grill pan that has been covered with aluminum oifl,, broil for 5-8 minutes on either side.
For us metro-only types, it’s also available online at Malincho.com
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19Nov
I had a craving for Eggplant Parmesan, but am too poor to go out to eat every night. I did, however, have in my possession a couple of Japanese eggplants, but sadly no Parmesan or tomato sauce.
Because I am a Great Chef (no, really, I swear!), I decided to improvise, using the ingredients I had on hand. The results were both tasty and easier than a real eggplant Parmesan.
1. Slice two Japanese eggplants into circles, about 0.5″ thick.
2. Saute them in a bit of olive oil, dusting with garlic salt, to taste.
3. When the eggplant is almost done, put a bit of deli-sliced Provolone on top of each slice, and continue cooking until it is all nice and melty.
4. Remove from heat, place on paper towel to absorb some of the excess oil.
5. Top each piece with a good squirt of Sriracha (that Vietnamese hot sauce you’ve probably only had in Pho…you can get it at nearly any specialty food store).
6. Eat!
Yes, if you use good Sriracha this is very spicy dish. It’s good for you.
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19Nov
Vodka is one of my favorite things: it goes with nearly anything, and the good stuff doesn’t cause me hangovers. Must be the Ukrainian blood.
After dinner at Anna Maria’s, Frenchie and I went to the Russia House for a drink. She chose the vodka, being a Russophile, and I chose to drink it. Whilst sipping on our selections, we amused ourselves by watching a large table of very, very drunken yuppies make fools of themselves, and commenting on the scene in French, which they clearly did not understand.
Shortly after one skinny loud woman stormed away from the group and out the door, the man she’d been sitting next to announced that he would never let the man across from him set him up on a blind date ever again. The abashed matchmaker then got up to leave as well, and as he stumbled away, his party watched him through the windows offering a play-by-play of his movements to all in the bar. He had about as much trouble with the stairs as they did with English.
Following this, the remaining half of the failed date announced, in what may be a Quote of The Week, that
Love, for me, fluctuates with the real estate market.”
I would guess that he (a) works on commission and (b) finds most of his dates through online services more expensive and less dignified than match.com. -
19Nov
Following zaf’s earlier ode to Ikea Swedish meatballs, I must add my own feelings on Ikea food, and another version of the meatball, from further South.
I had to go to Ikea the other day, as part of The Move. I made the mistake of deciding to brave the emporium of Unb -
19Nov

Ode to eight Ikea Swedish meatballs sitting on a well-priced-yet-trendy-looking trayOh savory balls of meat from Ikea
I’d climb metric shelving-units to see ya
And fight the whole Swedish Navy
To reach your lingonberries and gravy
and the cinnamon buns of your cafeter-ia.
IKEA College Park | 10100 Baltimore Ave College Park, MD 20740 | $5.80/serving
-ZAF
