Tuesday, May 31, 2011


I hate to do this, but I fear it's the only way I'll ever get some of this off my chest/hard drive.

A brief run through of some VERY delicious things that have happened to me in the past two months, that I will be happy to expound upon if anyone gives a crap. Captioned with the goofy name that I would have put on the post if I had worked up the gumption to write one in a timely fashion.

I'd like to point out that this does not mean that these were any less delicious/meaningful than anything else I ever write about. But a by-product of me keeping busy so as never to feel like I'm sitting at home waiting for something to happen (another complicated subject fascinating only to me which, again, I will be happy to expound upon if anyone gives a crap) is that DNY gets pushed aside. 

In no particular or chronological order:

Improvisation in the key of soup:
Potato Leek soup.
I made this on Feaster with the leftovers from the latkes. It was just stock, potatoes, leeks, garlic, and thyme. Then I shaved some cheese on top. I froze several tups, but they did not survive unfreezing.

Hip to be Square: Peanut Butter Pancakes at Square Cafe.
Had a girly catch-up lunch with Lora and K one blissful afternoon. We were lucky enough to get a table at Square Cafe, which I rarely visit because I can rarely get a table. I need to learn to make these because they were incredible. 

Afternoon Delight: Carnitas Tacos at he Round Corner Cantina
Bill the Thrill went to Chile, and we met up at the Cantina to celebrate/catch up. I had never eaten there, only drank my face off, and absolutely fell in love. It was Early March and we had another freakishly warm day where they opened the back patio for two hours. We totally took advantage of that to eat and drink margaritas/sweet teas. Can't wait to do it again.

A Happy Accident: Open Faced Basil Grilled cheese sandwiches
During a sandwich kick that went on for quite a while, K was over making sandwiches in tiny kitchen. We used to use basil pesto but to save some calories, she had decided to try just using whole leaves of basil. Upon trying to flip this sandwich, she lost control and the top piece of bread, leading to a wildly successful open faced piece of goodness. I sprinkled garlic salt on mine, which made me very very happy.

BRGR, or, as Kyle likes to call it, Brown Green.
Janna and I went to Brgr. It's one of those places that everyone has been to all ready and highly recommends, and I just never had a chance to go. So on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, we walked to Penn circle and each ate half of these two delicious things: Devonshire Turkey Burger and Shroom Burger with Parmesan Herb Fries. The Devonshire is a Turkey burger with a slice of roasted turkey on top, and bacon and cheese. The Shroom  has some kind of magic cheese sauce made with truffle oil and what I can only imagine is crack cocaine. French fries have never been my favorite, unless they are done VERY well, and these definitely were. Janna says these french fries pick up where Shady Grove left off. YUMSVILLE. My only regret is that we did not try any of the hard milkshakes.  Which is why I'm looking forward to going back. 

A Pretty Picture: Homemade Alfredo Sauce with Peas.
I used to have a Cinco de Mayo party every year. Lots of Corona, Chips and salsa, and playing video games outside. But this year I just made a huge batch of homemade alfredo with peas and invited Janna over. Which was great because 1) I didn't have to deal with Cinco de Mayo and 2) I got to spend some QT with Janna before she left. We had a couple really fun going away parties for her, including one EPIC Porn and Chicken night, which I do not have pictures for.  Janna is an incredible friend and a kindred spirit, and I miss her tons all ready. Remember: White Russians are Awesome. Also, DOn't Mess with Texas

Asparagoos? I LOVE Asparagoos!: Roasted Asparagus and Tomato Salad.
A Cooking Light recipe with Whole wheat pasta, goat cheese and homemade mustard dressing that made K say "OH MY GOD"

I feel better now.

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