Sunday, June 28, 2009
Not Exactly Soup from a Stone, But Along Those Lines
We were going to have pasta for dinner, use up some leftovers: an open jar of pasta sauce and some shitake mushrooms mostly. But we stopped by the store on the way home to get some bread to fill the meal out. Then we got some cheese. And some pesto. And olives.
By the time all was said and done, we scrapped the pasta.
An additional note: I've decided that unlike my friend Emily, whose photos taken at home always have attractive, clean and hip-looking things in the background, I just don't live that way. Hence this morning's coffee mugs and the laptop and various papers in my photos. Luckily I was able to crop out most of the crap on our dinning table.
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
A Six Pack of Beer for Summer
When I asked for the summer beer recommendations, one friend simply suggested "a lot." Yes, very clever. Here are six beers particularly good for summer.
Anchor Steam Beer, Anchor Brewery
When I worked at the New Pioneer Co-op as a bagger and cashier so many years ago, I was intrigued by this bottle. This was before the huge rise in microbrews (which then grew so popular that they were bought by major brewers and the brews became not-so-micro), so there was novelty to a beer you couldn't buy at a gas station.
Steam-style is the only beer style native to America, invented, at least the story goes, by European immigrants living on the West Coast (it uses a lager yeast yet doesn't ferment under refrigeration the way a lager does). Anchor is the only brewery that produces it commercially, mostly because they own the trademark.
Oberon, Bell's Brewery
Last summer, when I was working for The Tampa Tribune, I covered a craft beer expo. It was a popular event to cover; Jeff Houck, the paper's food writer, and Rommie Johnson, editor of the paper's Friday Extra entertainment section, had press credentials, too. And cover might be the wrong word since it ended up getting about a single paragraph in the paper.
So while it might just have been an excuse for the three of us to drink on the job, we did get some great beer out of it, including Oberon, from Michigan's Bell's Brewery. I did spend much of my afternoon elbowing drunk Floridians wearing "beer wenches want me" T-shirts out of the way to get more of this this fruity and well-hopped wheat ale out of the freebie Samuel Adams glasses. Still, it couldn't make up for the number of times I overheard someone say they were "just here for the beer."
Odd that I had to go to Florida to try this Midwestern brew.
Dogfish Head 60-minute IPA
Dogfish offers three different IPAs, short for India Pale Ale because it was traditionally produced to last the long ship voyage from Britian to India and so needed to be heavily hopped. Each version is named for the length it is boiled when still raw wort (the state before it is fermented). The 60-minute version is the least alcoholic (since less water is boiled off than the 90-minute and 120-minute brews).
Boulevard Ales Smokestack Series Saison
I like all four of Boulevard's Smokestack Series ales but because of Iowa's arcane alcohol laws, which treat high-alcohol beers like hard liquor despite having alcohol content similar to wine, makes them harder to find.
The brewery's Saison is light and wheat-y and therefor the most summer-y. But really, if you find a place that has all four you should buy one of each.
ESB, Red Hook
Readily available, reasonably priced and reliably decent, Red Hook's ESB (which the brewery used to label "Extra Special Bitter" until it learned was a turn off to mass-market beer consumers) is as good a stand-by as any.
Pabst Blue Ribbon
Everyone — even beer snobs — have a favorite cheap beer. PBR is the beer of my childhood. OK, teenage years.
It was the beer of choice for us hard-core punk-rock kids. (One night, drinking under a train bridge, I impressed my future sister-in-law with my ability to vomit and then return to drinking. Classy.) So it's nostalgic for me.
What else do you like for summer?
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Breaking Down a Pig at Lincoln Cafe
There's a reason Matt Steigerwald and the Lincoln Cafe crew won the pork extravaganza that was Cochon 555 in Des Moines: they know how to deal with a whole pig.
Recently, I witnessed Steigerwald and his sous chef, Andy Schumacher, break down a 250-pound pig (that's on-the-rail weight, or the pig less guts, hooves and blood).
While they are certainly no master butchers (they occasionally would stop and double check with each other before making key cuts), they have more practice than most cooks in Iowa.
The restaurant started buying whole hogs last fall, Steigerwald said, because he wanted to learn how to break them down and Schumacher was interested, too.
"It's given me a greater respect," said Schumacher.
Steigerwald points out that the financial risk is pretty low, too. The scraps, turned into sausage and served as a lunch special, for example, can pay for the $330 pig.
But it's also the only way to get a lot of specific pig parts. Want to make head cheese? Pork-liver pate? You better buy yourself a whole hog and then figure out what to do the rest of it.
"There are a lot of good parts that aren't being utilized," said Steigerwald. Well, at other restaurants, anyway.
Update
The story I wrote about Lincoln Cafe for Corridor Buzz has been posted.
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Photos from my Cell Phone: A Food Tour
It's practically impossible to buy a cell phone without a camera. Yet most of the pictures I take with mine are forgotten before the next phone call.
The other night, over for dinner at some friends' home, Matt completely obliterated the blueberry waffles (he switched to pancakes). It was such a failure, I snapped a low-quality picture to remember the moment for the next five minutes by.
Which led me to look at other pictures, taken and promptly forgotten, on my phone. This one, of a book titled Dead Meat, was taken and sent by Emily, who has written some nice things about the urban chicken movement in Salem, Ore.
There were several pictures from last summer's visit to Hog Heaven, a barbecue joint in Nashville, Tenn., I ate at on the way back from my stint at a dying newspaper in Florida. The place is just a few picnic tables in a screened porch. The barbecue is delicious.
The pig painted on the wall fits so perfectly with the nearby Parthenon. No, really, there's a full-size Parthenon.
And then there's this. Taken at a Publix supermarket in Tampa, Fla., on, I believe, my first afternoon in town. I knew at that moment that Florida was much, much odder than I had even suspected.
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Friday, May 29, 2009
Where Bacon Doesn't Come From
What is it with kid's classics misinforming? (Example: Curious George, who has no tail, is not a monkey, curious or otherwise.)
Tonight, we were watching Adam Sandler in Bedtime Stories (don't ask). The movie's two main child characters have never had bacon. Sandler's character tells them that it comes from next to a pig's butt.
Um, no (see figure A).
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Monday, May 25, 2009
Nasty. Just Plain Nasty
"Now you can top off your dessert with your favorite soda flavors!" declares the ad for A&W, Dr Pepper and Crush soda "dessert toppers" on top.
"OR! you can top off your meats with your favorite soda flavors!" suggests the ad for barbecue sauces on the bottom.
Why am I suspicious that the dessert toppers and barbecue sauces are the same thing in two (slightly) different packages?
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday Night Supermarket Trip
The woman in front of me at the supermarket at 11 on Sunday night was buying:
- a copy of Marie Clair
- a copy of Glamour
- precooked boneless chicken wings
- Rockstar roasted latte energy drink
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