[lost meals] Twist by Pierre Gagnaire [2,] Las Vegas NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Hemingway Visits Asia – Dragonfruit Rum, Lime Juice, Grapefruit Juice, Maraschino Liqueur, Grenadine, Simple Syrup

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Smoked Sea Salt Sable / Duck Confit covered in Panko Bread Powder / Flax Cracker with Carrot Chantilly / Squid Ink Tartlet with Trout Roe and Foie Gras Custard / Roquefort Tartlet with Mustard seed and Mascarpone Cream / Tequila Pomegranate Gelee

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French Baguette, Walnut Raisin Molasses Bread, Italian Buttermilk Bread, and Bordier Butter

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Black Truffle – Pumpkin Cake with Salt Cod, Black Truffle, Gold and Red Beets, Spinach Veloute with Garlic

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Hudson Valley Foie Gras – Poached Foie Gras with Horseradish Emulsion, Sauerkraut, Morteau Sausage / Glenmorangie Glazed Duck Foie Gras Terrine with Gingerbread Powder, Dates, and Hazelnut / Dundee-Pinky Condiment with Apple Ice Cream and Poquillo Pepper Compote

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Four Story Hill Farm Poularde – Black Truffle Puree, Diced Artichoke, Fennel, Cuttlefish, and Dauphine Potatoes over Savoy Cabbage / Cold leg roulade with Ginger Salad and Lemon cream

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La Grande Dessert – White Chocolate Glace with Lemon Gel, Lemon Confit, Crème Parfait, and Grappa Syrup / Grapefruit Marmalade with Pineapple and Red Pepper Confit, Pink Champagne Granite / Pear Liquor Cremeux with Anise Poached Pear, Coffee Soaked Biscuit Jaconde, Milk Chocolate / Chestnut Orange Gateaux with Clementine Syrup / Guanaja Chocolat Ganache with Caraibe Chocolate Ice Cream and Salty Caramel Tartlet / Passionfruit Syrup, Marron Glace, Pistache Diplomate

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Chocolate Crunch / Cassis Gelee / Nougat / Pistachio covered Cherry

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If one has never been to a Pierre Gagnaire restaurant, as my friend hadn’t, I think it is best to set the expectations appropriately. First of all, the room will be dramatic and the service will be exemplary. Second, there will be ingredients you have never heard of presented in manners you never imagined. Third, there will be a point in the meal where there are at least four plates resting in front of you and you’ll have no idea where to start. Fourth, chances are good that there will be at least one plate that leaves you scratching your head wondering “what were they thinking?” Last of all – the other ten to fifteen plates will not only be delicious, they’ll make you wonder “why didn’t anyone think of that before?”

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Understanding that Twist is high risk and high reward in a city where a gamble is the very basis of the economy is part of the experience and while the reward may not come in the form of a financial windfall the cost of admission at the restaurant newly helmed by Ryuki Kawasaki comes with myriad rewards in the form of cuisine like no other in Sin City – a foie gras dish exploring both bitter and sweet, then bringing it to a peak with super-sweet ice cream only to follow-up with a firey finish being the most impressive example while a brandade dish marring salt and earth elegantly only to leave a sweet, vegetal note on the palate somewhat akin to pumpkin pie also wowed. To the other end – the true risk taker of the evening came with dessert as the nearly unpalatably bitter grapefruit, champagne, and pepper cocktail was served front and center completely overwhelming the palate only to be followed by five additional sweets stimulating the rest of the palate and completing the vision.

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Certainly not a restaurant or meal for those happy to dine at a buffet in order to get back to the craps table Twist is a place to sit, think, enjoy the scenery and the service, and embrace the chef’s vision – it is like no other place in Vegas, and all-in it remains my favorite restaurant in the city.

Posted in Bread Basket, Coffee, Dessert, Foie, Food, Ice Cream, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Pierre Gagnaire, Truffle, Twist by Pierre Gagnaire, Vacation

[lost meals] Public House, Las Vegas NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Fallen Grape – Simi Cab, Fonseca Port, Averna, St. Germain, Served Warm with a Cinnamon Stick

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Potted Farm Egg with Roasted Mushrooms, Ricotta Fondue, Crispy Serrano Ham, Grilled Bread

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Foie Gras with Chestnut Stuffing, Spiced Cranberry Compote, Herb Salad

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Coffee

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Bread Pudding with Apple Confit, Hoegaarden Ice Cream, Buttered Pecans

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Charcuterie – Pork Rillets and House Pate

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…on Saturday we wanted a place to watch the college games and on Sunday the pro games; sure we could have entered one of the sports books and my buddy could have enjoyed a Miller Light or perhaps even a Molson, but why (aside from saving money) would anyone want to consider that when there is the lavish urban swagger and extensive beer list of Public House at The Venetian? Coupling the cask ales and copious imports with a kitchen that can actually execute some fairly complex upscale pub-grub plus servers that live up to Las Vegas standards (both in looks and in attention to detail in order to justify on-strip prices and a good tip) and a willingness to turn on any game…even the lowly Tampa Bay Buccaneers and I’d say Public House is definitely a spot worth hanging out, even two days in a row.

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Starting in the lounge on Saturday where a scantily clad young woman named Krystian served up a number of imported lagers and decent knowledge of the province of each to my friend while providing me with the shockingly delicious recommendation of a warm wine-based cocktail to go with an ample slice of creamy duck liver served like Christmas dinner plus a creamy egg fondue that could have doubled as breakfast it really did not take much of an effort for my friend to get me to accompany him back to the pub on day two where we sat for nearly three hours as he ran through what seemed like an unthinkable amount of beers at the recommendation of a young bartender named Toshihir as I enjoyed house made pate and rillets followed by decent coffee, refilled copiously at no extra charge, and a truly inspired bread pudding as light as angel-food cake and paired with creamy apples, crunchy candied pecans, and ice cream that although hoppy on the finish opened up spicy and sweet.

…dare I say that if all bars were this good I’d probably find myself going out for ‘drinks’ (ie, food at a drinking establishment) more often.

Posted in Bread Pudding, Coffee, Dessert, Foie, Food, Ice Cream, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Pork, Public House, Vacation

[lost meals] Honey Salt and Patisserie Manon, Las Vegas NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Honey Salt

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White Bean Puree with Lavosh and Honey Rolls

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XL Sicky Bun with Baked Citrus Brioche, Honey Bourbon Sauce

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Crunchy Nutella French Toast with Caramelized Bananas and Whipped Cream

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Filet Mignon Stacked Slider with Scrambled Eggs, Creamed Spinach, Beehive Cheddar, Roast Breakfast Potatoes

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Warm Bread Pudding with Bourbon Toffee Sauce, Honey, and Salted Whipped Cream

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Returning to dining after a bit of shopping our arrival at the highly touted Honey Salt for brunch was met by the expected crowd – the large, warm, and rustic dining room near full – but unexpectedly by one of the coldest hostesses I’ve ever encountered; enough that we nearly considered walking out until another young woman stepped in, welcomed us and assured us it would be only a short wait for a table, and subsequently seated us in the center of the dining room. Say what you will about “first impressions,” this was the sort that most certainly stuck out and probably colored the rest of the ‘experience’ aspect of Honey Salt – service lacking in nearly all regards as our waitress, Julie, neglected both empty glasses and dirty plates as she bustled around the room.

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Moving past service snafus to that which was presented on the plate I must say that things improved dramatically as soon as the bread basket arrived and focusing mostly on the sweet half of the menu crafted by Chef Esmeralda Serrano – whose work I was familiar with from her time at Tableau – every single plate that landed on our table was outstanding, particularly the Monkey Bread style sticky bun whose delicate balance of light acidity and sweet honey wowed with each bite and the thick, custard laden bread pudding whose richness found levity in a puffy cloud of whipped cream flecked with salt. Not generally one to order savory at breakfast/brunch, it should be noted that even my friend’s sliders were excellent – the beef so tender that it formed a sort of smoky stew/scramble with the fluffy eggs and cheese.

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Having heard similar negativity about the service at Honey Salt I should only hope they iron out these kinks sooner rather than later because much like Raku this is cuisine more than capable of competing with the best of what can be found on the strip, but in order to be worth the travel a front of house matching the skills in the kitchen will be indispensable.

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Patisserie Manon

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Pistachio, Coffee, and Caramel with Salted Butter Macaron

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Mille Feuille

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Coffee Buche Noel

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Almond Croissant

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Ironically serving as a sharp contrast to the experience at Honey Salt a later day stop at Patisserie Manon would present pleasant and competent service despite entirely sub-par French pastry – the seemingly well regarded shop perhaps overrun with holiday orders but unable to impress with a single item; the macarons gummy (albeit quite nicely flavored,) the mille-feuille mushy, and the Buche Noel ornately decorated but tilted far adrift in the frosting to cake ratio making it somewhat akin to spooning frosting from a can directly into your mouth. Good, although certainly not great, the almond croissant was one saving grace for the lot and I’d gladly return to enjoy one fresh/warm/fluffy at a later date to better assess as the shell was appropriately crisp, the frangipane thin and not overly sweet, and butter tones ample…but at the same time, why travel so far off strip when both Bouchon and Payard are more than capable of delivering a superlative croissant without leaving the hotel?

Posted in Bread Basket, Bread Pudding, Breakfast, Coffee, Croissant, Dessert, Food, French Toast, Honey Salt, Las Vegas, lost meals, Macaroon, Nevada, Patisserie Manon, Vacation

[lost meals] eat. and Chocolate and Spice Bakery, Las Vegas NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Coffee

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Beignets – Made to Order with Raspberry Jam and Vanilla Mascarpone

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Golden Pancake Short Stack

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Fruit Cup

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Huevos Motulenos with 2 eggs, red and green chili, black beans, peas, feta, sautéed bananas, corn tortilla

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Shrimp and Grits with Ham and two fried eggs

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Part of the downtown Las Vegas revitalization, Natalie Young’s “eat.” seemed a great choice for early Saturday breakfast and keeping in mind the total dearth of Las Vegas traffic in the early morning hours it was a mere 10 minute drive from the MGM to the small modern eatery where we would find Chef Young already hard and work and an acoustic musician filling the room with tunes from Pearl Jam and Led Zeppelin as we sat down. Designed as a sort of upscale urban soul food space for locals and featuring a menu both familiar but interesting, all composed of locally sourced fresh ingredients I knew right away that I was going to like eat. and although our server J.D. seemed a bit hung over (or perhaps just socially awkward) the moment food began to arrive my suspicions were confirmed.

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Starting first with great coffee, copiously refilled throughout our hour-long visit, and moving straight to shared plates of NOLA-quality beignets, crispy buttermilk pancakes with pure maple syrup, and a plethoric fruit cup it was obvious from first bite that Chef Young is not skimping on ingredient quality and although I favor sweet to savory 95% of the time the meal only got better when we moved onto our main plates; the shrimp snappy and sweet with exceptionally toothsome grits and the truly unique pairing of heat and sweet tossed with peas, feta, and two poached eggs quite unlike anything I’ve had before or since – the Motulenos an absolute must order and the restaurant more than enough reason for local or tourist to get up early and trek off-strip.

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Chocolate and Spice

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Chocolate Buche Noel

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Cherry Scone

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Banana Cream Pie

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Snowman Old Fashioned Cupcake

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Smores Bar

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Latte

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A former pastry chef for both Charlie Palmer and Charlie Trotter, Megan Romano’s pedigree is well known and with a cookbook already under her belt displaying a wide variety of confections both classic and completely unique I had high expectations for her first solo pastry shop, Chocolate and Spice. Having already enjoyed breakfast at eat. but with plans to spend the rest of the day off strip our stop was somewhat impromptu but arriving just after 10:00am the shelves were still packed and with a latte for my friend we decided to sample a few items, some enjoyed in the shop and some saved for later with only a rubbery (and quite honestly quite unpleasant) s’mores bar and a bit too much frosting (an obvious decorative necessity) on the cupcake marring the experience.

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Speaking to the items that shined it should first be noted that the service at Chocolate and Spice is exquisite – a smiling staff of young women working the counter and delivering each individually plated item to tables – and given Megan’s background in cake design the bouche noel and body of the cupcake were both dense, moist, and aromatic – definitely a place worth ordering a cake for a special event or a special person. Moving on past the cakes, Ms. Romano’s scones are much like those served at Keller’s Bouchon – a bit softer than the standard with a crunchy sugar coating and pockets of butter juxtaposing plump, bursting fruit – while the Banana Cream Pie, without a doubt the show stealer of the afternoon took ‘flaky crust’ to a whole new level and married it to bananas, banana pudding, and plenty of light pastry cream with a drizzle of caramel that rivaled Tartine, Susina, and Dahlia Bakery for ‘best ever’ bragging rights.

Posted in Breakfast, Chocolate and Spice, Chocolate and Spice Bakery, Coffee, cupcakes, Dessert, eat downtown, eat., Food, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Pancakes, Pork, Vacation

[lost meals] Ichiza and Kabuto, Las Vegas NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Ichiza

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Deep Fried Tofu Mussel Cake with corn and carrots

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Pudding – Tofu Crème Caramel

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Honey Toast with Ice Cream

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Fried Quail Egg

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Mushroom Chawanmushi

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…my first day in Vegas always goes later than anticipated, but not for the same reason as others since it is usually a late night reservation at one of the restaurant’s top tier restaurants that keeps me out late and true to form we could not get a seat at Kabuto until 9:00pm thus allowing plenty of time for small plates and sake beforehand at Ichiza, just across the street on Spring Mountain. A venerable establishment amongst both tourists and locals long before Raku put LV’s Chinatown on everybody’s ‘must visit’ list I’d wanted to visit Ichiza during my past two visits to Sin City but both due to location and the rest of the city’s eats it had always fallen on the ‘next time’ list until we literally found ourselves in the area with nothing else to do.

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Small and tucked away on the second floor of a non-descript strip mall with a podium for check-in leading to a largely open floor plan with kitchen at center, seating at tables and bars (on chairs or on tatami style mats,) and menus hanging on walls all around Ichiza looks like chaos when you first enter and with seating tight the process of placing an order literally consists of walking around the room to figure out what you want as the chefs work quietly and vigorously churning out plate after plate. With my pal conserving appetite and focusing on sake while I perused the options it would not be long before we placed our order – sitting, sipping cold sake, and taking in the scene.

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Beginning first with the savories, though food didn’t necessarily arrive in that order, a trio of options presented two excellent fried options, the quail eggs still jiggly on the inside with a golden exterior crunch and the mussel cake surprisingly vegetal and creamy thanks to the house made tofu and fresh corn. Less successful, the smooth egg custard was spot on in texture but with the mushrooms only resting atop the chawanmushi the base was largely flavorless aside from salt and onion – even when mixed the only part really worth eating being the bits directly exposed to the fungus.

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Moving on to sweets my selection of the tofu pudding was at our server’s behest and unlike the chawanmushi this creamy custard was lovely, the silky texture somewhere between a true flan and something more dense like cheesecake, and as to the Honey Toast – it is enormous, it is delicious, and with the block of bread hollowed out and toasted to just short of crisp before being slathered in warm honey and topped off with a ball of ice cream it is best shared – particularly if you have dinner or drinking plans for later.

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Kabuto

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Grape Sake Cocktail

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Jack Mackerel in Sweet Vinegar

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Sashimi Course: Bluefin Tuna (Spain,) Ocean Trout (Scotland,) Jack Mackerel, Young Yellowtail (Japan), 3-year aged Soy

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Grilled Course: Spanish Mackerel with Miso, Kobe Beef with Kumquat, Flying Fish with Salt

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Sushi: Deep Sea Porgy, Yellow Grouper, Cornet, King Yellowtail, Triangle, Sea Urchin over Salmon Roe, Sea Eel, Sweet Omelet

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Toro Handroll

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Fish Miso Soup

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Matcha

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Green Tea Cocoa Cake

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Strawberry Layer Cake

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The main event of the evening, a seat at Gen-san’s easily missed Kabuto, finally arrived and true to the rumors the $80 Yoroi Menu would not disappoint; easily the best deal on fresh sushi in the Vegas area and, with a focus on edomae-sushi plus fish arriving 4-7x per week from Japan (depending on demand,) a truly authentic experience in a city where ‘authenticity’ is generally questionable at best.

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All clean lines and zen, blonde woods and flowers, a small slit window at the entrance and a couple of tables the action here is clearly a seat at the sushi bar and placing oneself in the hands of the itamae in order to bear witness to the incredible knife skills as piece after piece of fish arrives perfect and smooth, the rice fragrant and warm, with ample description of province and the occasional anecdote. Featuring fresh wasabi, house-made aged soy and creamy miso, plus an extensive sake list and dessert program responsible for the best mille crepe I’ve had to date my only regret in visiting Kabuto is that I did not book an earlier reservation and order the longer menu; a mistake I’ll not make in the future.

Posted in Dessert, Food, Ice Cream, Ichiza, Kabuto, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Sushi, Vacation

[lost meals] Due Forni, Las Vegas NV

 

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Napa Valley Flight

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Neapolitan Margherita with Bufala Mozzarella, San Marzano Tomatos, Fresh Basil, Frantoia Olive Oil

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Roman Duck Confit with Oven Roasted Duck, Bufala Mozzarella, Fresh Spinach, Red Onion, Over Easy Egg

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Semolina Gnocchi with Smoked Nueske’s Bacon, Peas, Black Truffle Crema

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Sweet Bufala Ricotta – Honey and Roasted Pistachios

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Clearly believing two ovens to be better than one Due Forni has been gathering a lot of attention in Las Vegas ever since opening its doors and given the convenient off strip location and lunch hours the pizza and wine bar became our first stop after my friend’s plane touched down. A surprisingly large space with earth tones, wood, and Edison bulbs serving as decoration while two Neapolitano brick ovens dominate the back half of the restaurant turning out both Roman and Neapolitan pies our arrival found the restaurant almost entirely empty and within moments we were seated, a young man named Eric proving a competent if not slightly overzealous server.

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Wanting to see what the restaurant had to offer both from the ovens and the kitchen I was given the charge of ordering while my friend enjoyed a $24 flight of hefty reds and with so few patrons at 2:00pm our pizzas arrived quickly, a superlative Margherita with oozing puddles of imported mozzarella and bright, assertive tomato sauce beneath a slick of olive oil and basil followed by a crisp and crackling 500F Roman style pie with tomatoes replaced by a creamy egg intermingling with rich, smoky duck and strong notes of red onion. Generally a fan of more blister and bubble on my Neapolitan but thoroughly impressed by the ingredient quality of both pies I’d be hard pressed to choose a favorite, though I imagine a Margherita Roman with some Prosciutto would be perfect.

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Unable to resist gnocchi, whether flour or potato, an order of this semolina iteration arrived alongside the duck confit and although rich and plentiful with great texture I personally found the dish to be a touch too saline and a bit heavy on truffle oil – the sort of dish that probably would have benefitted by a glass of something dry and white – and ending on the “RICH” theme I’ll simply say that anyplace willing to serve a cup full of sweetened cheese topped with honey and nuts as dessert is worth visiting in my book…smoky, creamy, sweet – definitely a must order, and perfect with coffee.

 

Posted in Dessert, Due Forni, Food, Gnocchi, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Pizza, Pork, Truffle, Vacation

[lost meals] Bread and Butter and Crepe Shack & Waffles, Henderson NV

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Bread and Butter

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Strawberry Doughnut

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Pecan Honey Bun

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Christmas Tree Old Fashioned

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Chocolate Croissant

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Ham, Egg, Cheese, Rosemary Bechamel Wafflewich

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Driving to Vegas for the first time and thus with far more off-strip mobility than prior my Christmas vacation began in Henderson as I awaited the arrival of my friend’s plane from Florida – a perfect time for pastry beginning at former Bouchon Bakery master Chris Herrin’s Bread and Butter, a large bakery and sandwich shop in a rather unattractive strip mall but a true case where you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.

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Featuring friendly service, ample seating, and a selection of pastries both classic and novel I was lucky to arrive just as a fresh order of brioche strawberry doughnuts were emerging from the fryer and identical to those at Bouchon both the eggy dough and thick jam were expertly crafted – a theme that would carry over to both the crisp and flaky chocolate croissant and the nearly half-pound cupcake, rife with cocoa and topped with thick vanilla frosting. Less successful, the honey bun was simply a case of an item sitting on the counter for too long – the flavor fine but the yeasted dough already getting weighed down by the ample, rich toppings.

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Moving to more savory options, the restaurant’s signature Wafflewich would prove to be every bit as delicious as any sandwich crafted of similar high quality ingredients but literally drowned with creamy Bechamel I personally would have preferred the waffles to be a bit more crisp, perhaps even a bit ‘crunchy’ for texture…but I have to say the rosemary was an inspired touch to what was otherwise a well executed croque madame and although I’m not sure I would call Bread and Butter a ‘destination’ bakery I’d certainly return if driving up from Phoenix again.

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Bananas Foster with Banana Nut Ice Cream Crepe Cone

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Wandering the local shops and checking out parts of Nevada I’d never before had the chance to explore a later stop would take me to “Crepe Shack & Waffles,” another Henderson newcomer where I at first considered another waffle but instead went with a crepe – the right choice, I’m rather certain, as the fluffy and light disk was made-to-order by a friendly young woman named Sandra and subsequently rolled into a cone and stuffed chock-a-block full of Banana Nut Ice Cream, Brown Sugar, Cinnamon, Fresh Bananas, Caramel, and a dash of Sea Salt.

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Apparently a Japanese trend now gaining popularity on both coasts and featuring a large, spacious, and modern look with friendly servers, myriad options, and great prices ($5 for a crepe cone, $6 for a topped waffle) this is definitely a trend I can support, though in an ideal situation a place doing such a thing with house-made ice creams and condiments would be all the more appealing – and to find that in Vegas I think the best option is a crepe and some ice cream or gelato at Jean-Philippe in the Bellagio at nearly twice the price.

Posted in Bread and Butter, Breakfast, Coffee, Crepe Shack & Waffles, Croissant, cupcakes, Dessert, Henderson, Ice Cream, Las Vegas, lost meals, Nevada, Vacation, Waffles

Andreoli Italian Grocer, Phoenix AZ

The Gist: http://www.andreoli-grocer.com/

The Why: Generally quite fond of Italian food and events with other like-minded folks the 5th Annual Christmas Festival at Andreoli seemed like a great opportunity to check out a wide range of Andreoli’s products while simultaneously meeting up with some other members of phxfoodnerds.com. From the expanded menu to the open-air atmosphere, live music, and beautiful weather (a novelty for this Ohioan in December) it seemed like a can’t miss event.

The Reservation: None needed – just show up, order, and take a seat.

The Setting/Service: I can’t speak to the ‘norm’ at Andreoli, but for this event I loved the place – a bustling market full of high end Italian goods, as many people speaking Italian as English, and live music filling the air. A family run operation from front to back service was rather perfunctory, but everyone was friendly, smiling, and happy to answer questions from a crowd that I’m certain was several times more than the market/restaurant is generally accustomed to.

The Food: There were five of us and between the group fifteen items were sampled at a total of approximately $30 per person – give or take. Plenty of wines were available, though I do not believe anyone imbibed.

Insalatina al Sapore di Mare: $18. The weakest course of the meal for me, this simple salad featured clams, shrimp, squid, and fish in a thick lacquer of olive oil with olives and celery aplenty. Fresh and light I simply found the clams too mild while the olives and celery dominated the flavor profile.

Crostini di Fegatini alla Fiorentina: $5. Nothing complicated here, just rough ground chicken liver pate over homemade toasted bread with a bit of parsley. Served chilled and ample in portion, no complaints.

Frittelle Calabresi: $2.50 each. A bit oily for my liking these eggplant and zucchini fritters were nicely tinged with oregano and vinegar notes but I believe they suffered for the size of the crowd; warmer and prepped to order I imagine they could be exemplary.

Maialino: $18. The most limited item on the menu this spit-roast baby piglet was gone by the time we left and although the skin could have been crispier the flavors were spot on – the pork supple and rife with notes of garlic, rosemary, coriander, and pepper while the skin was slightly sweet and plenty smoky.

Panino con Porchetta: $8.95. Much like the Maialino this could have used a bit more crackle on the surface but all things being equal it would be pretty hard to complain about crusty Italian bread wrapped around warm pork roast with plenty of black pepper, fennel and light citrus notes.

Baccala` in Umido con Polenta: $18. One of my primary reasons for wanting to visit Andreoli in the first place was this dish and thankfully it did not disappoint one bit. Big in portion, huge in flavor, and in my opinion the most well executed dish of the afternoon I figured going into it that the cod would be excellent and as good as it was, the biggest shocker of the dish was perfect execution of the polenta – toothsome, dense, and a veritable sponge for both the tomatoes and the briny fish.

Caponata Sicula: $5. Simple, savory, and perhaps the deal of the day this plate of tender eggplant, briny capers, pine nuts, tomatoes, balsamic, and olive oil with hints of basil and onion was plenty to share and would have only been better with some warm bread for dipping.

Trippa alla Toscanaccia: $14. With almost half of our table having never eaten tripe and another not really a fan of the dish I figured I’d be doing most of the legwork on this dish and although everyone took a taste my suspicions fortuitously proved correct – an acquired taste for sure, this was really good. Thin like soup and plenty fatty despite being loaded with meat with notes of onion, tomato, and vinegar at the fore while mint and garlic came through on the palate this was another place that some extra bread would have been welcomed as far too much broth remained at the end.

Mille Feuille: $7. While I contest this should have been referred to as a Napoleon I guess it really doesn’t matter because regardless of nationality what we received was flaky pastry wrapped around lightly sweetened pastry cream. Clearly not as transcendent as some of the a la minute options being turned out elsewhere as this one had been stored in the chiller all day I have to say I was largely impressed by the separation of the layers and lack of sogginess – definitely on par with the version at Essence and possibly better.

Rhum Baba: $2 each. Also straight from the chilled case these traditional baba were everything one could hope from the classic dish – a buttery ball of pastry drown in rum; a sledgehammer of flavor up front with a buttery sweet finish; at one bite each I’m pretty sure I’d have been tipsy with a half dozen.

Struffoli: $4. Another very traditional selection you don’t really see all that often at Italian markets or bakeries these marble sized pastry balls were crisp on the outside, soft on the inside, and absolutely dredged in honey. A stark textural juxtaposition to the baba which was soft throughout I personally enjoyed these a lot, though having sat for a while the honey had begun to harden which made them a bit difficult to extract from the small dish.

Cornetti: $2.50. Golden crisp on the outside, buttery caverns within, and fortunately a brand new batch when I ran back in to make my purchase this warm nutella croissant was the highlight of the sweets for me – a strong contender for best croissant in town that remained fluffy despite the chocolate-hazenut filling while the exterior shattered to the tooth.

Sfogliatelle: $3. Lightly citrus thanks to the use of candied lemon peel, even crispier than the cornetti on the outside, and a pillow of ricotta smoothness within – if you go to Andreoli and don’t order one of these you’re missing out…as a matter of fact, I’d go so far as to suggest that this item alone is worth a visit to Andreoli as it was every bit as good as any I’ve ever tasted on either coast (admittedly having not yet been to Italy.)

Pignoli: $2. Listed as pignoli but not appearing like the traditional round pine nut cookies I’ve seen (or subsequently looked up) this little pastry was dry and sweet, loaded with notes of almond paste and pine nuts plus “two types of flour” and cinnamon. Somewhat akin to biscotti in texture while far more nutty in flavor this would have gone great with a shot of espresso – something I surprisingly didn’t see at the Christmas celebration.

Schiacciata uva: $4. I’d never tried this prior to Andreoli’s and, as a matter of fact, I’d never even seen it. Quite simply a focaccia base with fresh grapes placed at the center prior to baking thus allowing the juices to infuse the dough as it cooked this was sweet, light, and full of flavor – the sort of dish that would be easy to whip up for a party and equally easy to dress up in any number of variations with seasonal fruits, cheeses, or fillings.

The Verdict: Fresh, rustic, and very authentic this one definitely goes on the ‘under the radar’ list and while I’m unable to speak to Andreoli’s quality during normal business hours I can only say that based on what I experienced at the Christmas festival I’m eager to return.

 

Posted in Andreoli, Andreoli Italian Grocer, Arizona, Croissant, Dessert, Food, Italian, Phoenix, Pork

The Maine Lobster Lady, Short Leash, Mamma Toledo’s, La Purisima, Phoenix AZ

In its inaugural season it would be hard to call the Phoenix Festival of the Arts anything more than a dismal failure – a mere 40 artists plus some bands and organizations it was under-representative of the Valley’s diverse art scene to say the least and yet at the same time it provided me the opportunity to do something I generally avoid; visit a selection of the city’s food trucks – a collection of approximately ten which were present when the festival opened at 10am representing everything from lobster to pizza to hot dogs, barbeque, and pie. Having already made two breakfast stops prior and with plans for Andreoli’s Christmas Festival at 2:00pm I knew I’d need to save room and as such I perused the options carefully before settling on a trio…plus one en route back to the car.

 

Starting with the most unique, a food truck concept I certainly never saw in the Midwest and would have never expected in the desert, my first stop of the afternoon was at The Maine Lobster Lady (http://www.mainelobsterlady.com/,) a truck described as “A Maine island girl, along with her very own lobster fishin’ partner, serving the real deal Maine Lobster from the coast of Maine to the desert southwest!” and the menu, service, and accent all hold true to that definition in every way.

Priced substantially higher than the average food truck given the quality of the ingredients my selections from The Maine Lobster Lady would be two – the first her signature Maine Lobster Roll with hot buttered lobster chunks served simply on a grilled roll. Simple, fresh, and loaded with lobster this was about as simple as it gets and although small considering the $17 price tag it would be hard to quibble this quality of crustacean nearly 3,000 miles from its point of origin as it was every bit as good as that in Boston or elsewhere (where, incidentally, Neptune charges a whopping $22 for their roll.)

Moving next to a more innovative, though less impressive choice, a $9 cone of Maine Shrimp Puffs arrived as a half dozen hush-puppy sized balls of medium sized Maine shrimp tinged with butter and herbs deep fried to golden and served alongside a zippy garlic aioli. Tender but a bit too oily for my own personal tastes and with the shrimp far less snappy than the aforementioned lobster the aioli was a welcomed boost – a shot of flavor compensating for an otherwise disappointing dish; next time I think I’d go with the Whole Belly Clams or the lobster mac n’ cheese.

Good, particularly given the fact that it arrived from a truck in the middle of Phoenix, but pricey at $26 for perhaps a dozen bites of food I see The Maine Lobster Lady as a well conceptualized idea to fill a void, but not someplace I’d seek out unless I really had a craving.

Moving next to things much more familiar to four wheeled dining, the classic hot dog cart took on a whole new look thanks to Brad and Kat at Short Leash Hot Dogs. Generally not a fan of the American standard beef on a bun with condiments but far more interested in artisanal sausages and the like it was the all-natural Bratwurst from Schreiner’s Fine Sausages that first turned my head, but it was the condiments that sold me hook, line and sinker.

With each variation of dog named after a pooch of their own, or one of a friend, as I was told by one of the workers while I waited the cart serves up approximately half a dozen signatures plus daily specials, and a build your own option all atop pillowy flatbread (think pita, but with a more open and airy crumb) and although many sounded good none sounded on par with the “Bear” – a dish called ‘stupid good’ by a trusted palate and on first seeing, then tasting the concoction a very fair assessment.

Described on the menu as “Peanut Butter, Cracker Jacks, smoked Gouda, Bacon and BBQ Sauce” and in my case tinged with a bit of spice from the all-pork Brat this $6 concoction literally hits every part of the palate like a sweet, salty, crunchy, fatty, creamy, and spicy sledgehammer. Whimsical and fun but decidedly not an everyday indulgence it’s the sort of dish that could assuredly fail under many circumstances and fall under the absurdities or Man vs. Food category, but instead it just works beautifully – a dish that would not be out of place at any number of haute hotdog purveyors in other major cities and more than enough reason to give Short Leash another taste at a later date.

With proteins accounted for and rounds made of the art show my next stop was dessert and although there were other choices available the only logical choice in my mind was Mamma Toledo’s, a spot I’d been meaning to visit since I arrived in Phoenix not only because the name matched my home town but because the eclectic assortment of pies available in three sizes all sounded great – particularly after reading owner/operator Tonya Saidi’s roundabout way of arriving at a job she truly seems to love.

A small truck – largely a delivery mechanism for pies made at home – the selection of pies at Mamma Toledo’s on Saturday morning consisted of six pies, two pie bites, plus a cup o’ cake and while every single one sounded good it was the Chocolate Coffee Pie and Carrot Cup o’ Cake that immediately caught my attention – an $8 tab that weighed in at a substantial half a pound but far more in terms of quality and flavor.

Beginning first with the cup o’ cake, I have no idea what carrot to flour ratio Tonya used to make this beautiful item, but with the cake itself dense, bright orange, and sweet while remaining vegetal the self-described “Pie baking specialist” proved to possess a deft hand with non-pies as well – the cream cheese frosting adding a slight tang without overwhelming and the subtleties of the cake; pretty much everything one could ask from carrot cake and entirely without the nuts or raisins so many others rely on to liven up the mix.

Moving next to the pie – let it first be said that if you’ve not experienced Mamma Toledo’s crusts then you should search for her truck right now and order whatever sounds best because no matter what sort of pie you fancy her crusts are superlative– flaky like a croissant, loaded with butter, and crisp enough to support the filling without being ‘hard.’ Moving next to the filling, while I can only speak to the single pie I tasted I’ll simply say that this was great – a thick pudding of cocoa and espresso with a light cream topping that helped to mellow the bitter notes without overwhelming them at all – the only thing missing was a cup of coffee to wash it down…or maybe some ice cream; either way I can’t wait to go back for more.

Wrapping up the morning as I wandered back to the car by way of Roosevelt, one last bite of the morning would arrive unexpectedly as I browsed some of the local galleries – a $1 donation landing me an Almond Concha from well-regarded La Purisima bakery. Light and airy on the interior with eggy notes and a bit of butter beneath a crackling sugar topping I cannot really say I detected much almond in this pastry but generally being underwhelmed by Mexican baked goods aside from Empanadas I have to say this one gave me hope – definitely a place to consider the next time I head down Indian School Road.

Posted in Arizona, cupcakes, Dessert, Food, Lobster, Mamma Toledo's, Phoenix, Short Leash, The Maine Lobster Lady

[lost meals] Elizabeth, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Huckleberry Pie (Consommé with Pie Crust Puree)

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Round Pancake (Filled with House Made Goat Cheese, Topped with Powdered Sugar and Malt Vinegar Powder)

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Woodland Terrarium (Soil of Earl Grey Tea/Malt/Hazelnut, Preserved Rose Petal, Rose Vinegar, Rose Hip Jelly, Rose Hip Meringue, Invasive Pickled Autumn Olives, Pickled Hibiscus)

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Tartare and Sumac (Venison Atop Brioche, Horseradish Disc, Thai Long-Peppercorn, Caper Berries, Hawthorn Berries, Swiss Chard, Sturgeon Caviar, and More)

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Queen Anne’s Lace and Carrots (Garden Carrots, Queen Anne’s Lace Jelly – Biennial Carrot with Flowers from Year Two, Lambs Quarter, Goat Cheese Whey, Carrot Top, Cashew and Carrot Top Pastry)

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Potato, Black Truffle, and Twig – (Potato Puree with Local Butter, Slow Cooked Quail Egg, Black Truffle, Birch Log Topped with Malt Powder Twigs)

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Chanterelle, Pine, and Acorns (Seared Chanterelles, Chanterelle Puree, Pine Gel, Juniper Powder, Acorn Compote, Shaved Acorns, Thyme Fluid)

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1 Pill Makes You Larger (Cocoa Nibs, Chamomile, and Mushroom Tea to the sounds of Jefferson Airplane)

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White Truffle Tagliatelle

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Crab Apples, Hazelnuts, Rabbit (Blue Cheese, Fermented and Pickled Crab Apple, Hazelnut Custard, Crab Apple Jelly, Rabbit Loin)

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Salmon Cannoli (Daikon Wrap, Dill Aioli, Strained Greek Yogurt, Aquavit Fluid Gel, Gravlax cured with Dill and Coriander)

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Czernina (Duck Blood Soup with Slow Cooked Duck Egg, Duck Leg Confit, Maitake Mushroom, Smoked Duck Breast, Crisp Bread Crumb)

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Wild Rice Crispy (Puffed Wild Rice, Curry Marshmallow, Deer Meat Bresaola, Pink Peppercorn, Cheddar)

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Deer, Celery Root, Cabbage (Venison Tenderloin cooked with Juniper Berry and Spruce, Venison Sausage, Roasted Celery Root, Pickled Elderberries, Amaranth, Cabbage, Shallots, Brown Butter Sauce)

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Forrest Float (Spruce Juice, Pine Tea, Sassafras Ice Cream)

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Black Walnuts and Molasses (Malt Whisky/Vanilla Bean/Molasses Ice Cream, Pickled Sorgum Seed, Candied Walnuts, Black Walnut Shortbread, Black Walnut Powder, Goat Milk Caramel)

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Porcini Mushroom (Porcini Caramel, Tarragon Pudding, Almond Sea Salt)

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Coffee

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From the tin ceiling to the long wooden communal tables to a kitchen you literally walk through in order to get to the restroom a meal at Iliana Regan’s Elizabeth feels like a dinner with friends far separated from the bustle of the Windy City and garnering great praise since its inception my sister and I entered the “Deer” menu with high expectations – some that would be met, some exceeded, and others falling a bit short; the true signs of a restaurant still finding its footing and more than willing to take some chances.

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Defined as “new gatherer cuisine” by the chef herself part of the experience that is Elizabeth comes from not only the unique variety of ingredients on the table but also in their execution; an Alinea-esque molecular expression of foraged cuisine where much is manipulated and little is what it at first seems; table pieces integrated into dishes and music delivered with plates to engage senses beyond those of the mouth, nose, and eyes…and yet at the same time, much of the experience is quite unlike Alinea – many of the dishes not particularly delicious and both the terrarium and float barely palatable.

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A lovely space with a team obviously very dedicated to their vision another ‘issue’ in the Elizabeth experience is the communal-only approach, a quartet at our table never ending their blather long enough to allow the chefs to present a dish while the eight enjoying the Diamond menu were all clearly very interested in the cuisine, receiving ample descriptions of each plate and vastly more attentive service than our table (deservedly so given their interest, and certainly not to critique the exemplary service team who does their best to engage each customer as an individual despite the dining room’s format.)

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Speaking to the cuisine in general, many of the dishes at Elizabeth were truly stunning and all highly crafted, detailed, and beautiful – the Czernina one of the most rustic and funky plates I enjoyed in 2012, the back-to-back Tartare and Queen Anne’s Lace truly inspired, the potato even richer and more flavorful than Robuchon’s famous pommes puree, and the *bonus* tagliatelle (sourced and served because one of our dining companions was the mother of one of the sous-chefs) potentially worth the cost of admission in ingredient quality, execution, and portion size.

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Course for course it should go without saying that Elizabeth is a ‘serious’ restaurant despite its casual atmosphere and with the highs very high and the majority of the lows more than compensated by the rest of the meal I imagine that with time Regan’s cuisine and vision will evolve into a true destination restaurant in a city where such designation is no small feat.

Posted in Chicago, Coffee, Dessert, Elizabeth, Food, Ice Cream, Illinois, lost meals, Pancakes, Truffle, Vacation

[lost meals] Wood, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Sweetbreads – Broccoli, Chanterelles, Wheat Berries

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Duck Confit – Wild Mushrooms, Corn, New Potatoes

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Country Ham Flat Bread with Kale and Raclette Cheese

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Chicken Liver Mousse with Grilled Bread, Pickles, Mustard

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Pumpkin Spice Cake with Cream Cheese Mousse and Beet Ice Cream

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Helmed by Ashlee Aubin straight off time as chef de partie at Alinea I’d hoped to make it to Wood for brunch during my trip to Chicago but with time short and plans extensive I missed out…only to decide last minute to pay the space on North Halsted a visit for pre-dinner before our reservations at Elizabeth. Named after the wood-fired over responsible for the majority of food emerging from the kitchen and featuring in house butchery, hyper-seasonal produce, house grown herbs, and a menu that is known to change from day to day my assumption was that at the very least my sister and I could grab a plate or two and a drink before dinner…but of course that ended up turning into a quintet of plates as soon as I looked at the menu.

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Narrow, long, and surprisingly quiet on an early Sunday evening we were seated immediately on arrival and with a young man named Kevo as our server a quick perusal of the menu indicated at least ten plates I should have liked to try but limiting myself and seeking opinions from both server and dining partner I’m fairly certain we received a pretty good idea of what the restaurant is all about and every bit of it was excellent, the setting and the service no exception.

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Promoting a focus on “unique flavor combinations” but in reality successful largely through the use of exemplary ingredients and technique one of my favorite aspects of the cuisine at Wood was how unmanipulated the majority of the majority of the ingredients were – the fine dining/molecular cuisine training saved for the occasional sauce, garnish, or dessert thus rendering the plates almost rustic, the sort of food you think you can make at home but never do; the creamy sweetbreads with toothsome wheat berries and woodsy vegetables the most obvious example and the confit amongst the best I’ve had stateside while the flat bread and mousse were rich – probably too rich for a per-dinner meal – but simple and perfectly executed.

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Moving past savories to sweets I decided that restraint should be in order but couldn’t help but order one (I wanted two…or three) and while the composition was certainly less rustic than the prior dishes it was no less delicious; the flavor profile trending much further towards herbal than sweet – a true spice cake with smooth frosting and ice cream that, eyes closed, tasted like a roasted beet with just a bit more sugar and good enough that if we hadn’t already bought tickets for the meal that followed I’d have probably scrapped those plans and stuck around for a while to try a few more plates, both sweet and savory.

Posted in Chicago, Dessert, Food, Ice Cream, Illinois, lost meals, Pizza, Pork, Vacation, Wood

[lost meals] The Peasantry, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Americano

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Sweet potato pancake, thyme butter marshmallow fluff & pineapple syrup

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French Toast – honey vanilla soaked brioche, smothered in walnut almond cream, white chocolate mascarpone mousse & bourbon syrup

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Pancetta Chocolate Waffle – chocolate chip, pancetta and pistachio waffle with orange whiskey maple syrup & whipped cream

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Biscuits and Gravy – crumpet, duck pate, fried egg, apricot chutney, red eye gravy

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Chicken Corn Pancake Gyro – fried chocolate chili chicken, apple slaw, maple yogurt, served on a whole kernel corn pancake

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Sweet potato churros with chai maple syrup anglaise

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For brunch on Sunday the four of us lined up with local hipsters and a few families totaling approximately twenty and awaited the opening of doors at The Peasantry, a new spot from the folks at Franks n’ Dawgs focusing on “Elevated Street Food” and clearly a spot generating quite the buzz as the long, narrow, and urban chic space was filled to capacity within 25 minutes of opening – a wait of half an hour or more being quoted to parties of four by the time we left an hour later.

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Highly focused on things local, seasonal, and house made (including condiments, breads, and cured meats) much in the style of their sister restaurant it should come as no surprise that the menu is one of the more eclectic in Chicago and while I personally find such an approach both daring and interesting it became clear within moments of seating that others do not as our server, Vanessa, shouting over one of the loudest dining rooms I’ve ever experienced had to field an inordinate amount of questions, requests, and modifications from tables both left and right; the best by far being a skinny 20-something female inquiring as to whether the CHOCOLATE AND PANCETTA waffle could be made “lower fat”…a request that would have led to me to telling her to get out (and hence the reason I’m not a waiter) and one that made me really wish there was more than a few inches between tables as we were privy to this woman’s banal conversation for the next sixty minutes.

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Moving past the seating and acoustics to what really matters the vast majority of what we sampled from The Peasantry was not only unique, but very well priced and prepared when taking into account the portion size and quality of ingredients. Obviously attempting to incorporate both sweet and savory into each plate I particularly enjoyed the French toast as the sweet custard soft brioche was beautifully caramelized on the exterior and nicely balanced by the nutty cream. Additionally impressive was the Biscuits and Gravy that, although featuring both spicy red-eye gravy and rich, liver laden duck pate came off as rather light thanks to the flaky crumpet and bright, assertive chutney.

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Certainly not a place for the unadventurous, those needing an excessive caffeine fix (no drip coffee, no refills,) or those looking for a quiet and leisurely breakfast I’d happily return to The Peasantry for either brunch or dinner, though in the future I’d undoubtedly target off-hours or request one of the centrally located tables as opposed to the booths along the wall.

Posted in Breakfast, Chicago, Coffee, Dessert, Food, French Toast, Illinois, lost meals, Pancakes, Pork, The Peasantry, Vacation, Waffles

[lost meals] Bennison’s Bakery, Evanston IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Buttercream Turkey

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Bienenstich

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Almond Croissant

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Pain au Chocolat

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Pumpkin Spice Donut, Apple Cider Donut, Cinnamon Roll

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Red Velvet Cupcake

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Chocolate Snoopy Cupcake

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Custard Éclair

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Napoleon

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Poppyseed Lemon Muffin

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Sugar Twist

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…there is a reason that certain places become an institution and while longevity is certainly one of them quality is oftentimes another, and yet considering Chicago traffic my dilemma in visiting Bennison’s was always whether the quality would justify the hassle of getting to Evanston where the 1930’s bakery still stands – a task we finally undertook as a group of four, early morning on a Sunday when traffic was slow and sampling widely I’m happy to say that the vast majority of what we had lived up to the expectations of a place heralded by many as the best old-world bakery in Illinois.

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Touting their focus on whole butter, cream, milk, etc without being preachy like many newer bakeries and clearly from a bygone era Bennison’s, first and foremost, is comfortable – the employees all smiling, bakers chatting with locals, and people milling about who’ve been coming to the place for ages. Secondly, the selection at Bennison’s is expansive – a true classic bakery the options run the gamut from European classics to American trends and everywhere in between; a diversity our group explored to find quite good, but the more ‘American’ selections outshining their overseas counterparts save for one item…

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Entitled the Bienenstich and something akin to a brioche roll meets a layer cake with dense yeasted dough filled with both pastry and whipped cream before being topped off with honey and caramelized almonds the “Bee Sting” cake is apparently a German tradition both dense without being heavy and sweet without being cloying, a truly unique item quite unlike any ‘cake’ I’ve had to date and apparently available every day at Bennison’s and reason enough to make the drive to Evanston…although the cider donut, pumpkin spice donut, custard éclair, and napoleon were quite good as well.

Posted in Bennison's, Bennison's Bakery, Breakfast, Chicago, Coffee, Croissant, cupcakes, Dessert, Evanston, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Vacation

[lost meals] Trenchermen, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Brandade, Quail Egg, Black Pepper, Asian Pear

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Chestnut Agnolotti, Butternut Squash, Miso, Smoked Pickled Grapes

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Sweet Potato Cream, Concord Grape Sorbet, Pistachio Cake

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Coffee Cake, Chai Tofu Ice Cream, Fried Chocolate, Smoked Meringue

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Cider Donut, Delirium Ice Cream, Pumpkin Brittle

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Divide & Concord – Gin, concord grape, absinthe, egg white

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…not really one to know ‘when enough is enough’ when it comes to a day full of dining I was fortuitous to have friends in town from Ohio on this trip to Chicago and after dinner at Balena with family three of us met up with another trio for drinks…and just a few more bites…at Trenchermen, the recently rebranded former Turkish bath house in Wicker Park helmed by brothers Mike and Pat Sheerin. Known for a good late night vibe, excellent cocktails, and food both classical and experimental due to the duo’s time in kitchens from Everest to wd~50 what we found was everything we expected and more than enough to make a return visit sometime in the future requisite.

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Classy and classic with white porcelain brick walls befitting its former inhabitants we started at the bar before moving to a comfy 6-top where our server, Graham, had to speak quite loudly to overcome the echoing acoustics and with beverages ordered – five cocktails and a glass of wine, my first the strong but smooth Divide and Concord – we played catch up until a pair of savories arrived. Having heard that the Sheerin’s food often trends towards the sweet I can certainly confirm this fact but possessing a rather pronounced affinity for such I’ll simply say that for those sharing my palate my limited sampling of the cuisine instantly made me want to order more; both plates beautiful to the eye and complex on the palate – particularly lovely the manner in which the smoked grapes and miso worked with the creamy pasta and the impressive sweet/savory balance of the fried salt cod and Asian pear melded by an aromatic black pepper paste.

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With savories sweet and successful it should go without saying that desserts were a must and again playing off discrepant flavors and textures all three were quite good, the sweet potato cream especially lovely in its restraint while the coffee cake was so rich with espresso that the chocolate and meringue were necessary to go bite for bite – the end result a sort of s’mores flavor, but less saccharine. Moving last to the donuts – a bit more traditional but crispy like a fritter rather than doughy like a donut while the hops-laden ice cream actually worked quite nicely with the sweet apple curd on the plate, even for a non-beer drinker like myself, and when taken in context with the rest of the food enough that by meal’s end the only question was whether I want to return for dinner or brunch in the future.

Posted in Chicago, Dessert, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Trenchermen, Vacation

[lost meals] Balena, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Strawberry No1 Dimmi, Grey Goose, Fragoli, Wild Strawberry

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Peter’s Bread: Salami and Red Wine, Heirloom Beet Crostini, Orange and Anise Grissini, Pumpkin Spice Brioche, Cranberry Walnut Roll (Maple Fig Butter, Gorgonzola Milk Jam, Cauliflower Curry Yogurt)

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Venison Terrine, House Pickles, Violet Mustard

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Mushroom Bruschetta, Rye Toast, Marsala Onions, Cream

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Bayley Hazen Blue, Honey Crisp Apples, Frisee, Caramel Vinaigrette

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Tagliolini Nero, Crab, Sea Urchin, Chili

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Hen Egg Tajarin, Sage, Brown Butter

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12” Pizza with Mozzarella, Basil, Tomato

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Baked Polenta, Tomato Fondue, Dante

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Wood Roasted Squash, House Ricotta, Honey Chili Butter

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Afogato, Vanilla Gelato, Espresso, Cinnamon Sugar Donuts

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Caramel Pine Nut Tart, Vanilla Gelato, Rosemary

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Chinotto Float, Chai Spice Gelato, Charred Dates, Rum, Demerara Sugar

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Vanilla Gelati, Chocolate Chip Cookie, Malt Chocolate Sauce, Toasted Milk

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Apple Pie Gelati, Salted Caramel, Pecan, Brown Butter Crumble

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Americano

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The night after a late dinner at The Bristol I found myself seated alongside my family at sister restaurant Balena, a classy high ceilinged, white walled space on Halsted where Chris Pandel and Amanda Rockman take on Italian cuisine with the same local-seasonal ethos and “Honest Cooking” sensibilities as at their Bucktown staple. Similar in craft – an extensive cocktail list, plenty of seasonal vegetables, and a few meat dishes – but swapping out meats and charcuterie in favor of pasta and pizza (though charcuterie still exists at Balena just as pasta does at The Bristol) and comparable in atmosphere as well as clientele the difference between the two is subtle but certainly worth exploring.

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Beginning first with the service, our captain Keith did an admirable job throughout the evening, but taking into account the size of the room and use of back servers at Balena it simply is not possible for the restaurant to offer the same personal connection a diner feels at The Bristol – suggestions feel pre-determined, descriptions formulaic, and timing a bit more stilted with plates at times appearing too quickly and at others with substantial delay (such as when my Americano arrived nearly 15 minutes before desserts as opposed to with, or even after.) Perhaps as a result of – or perhaps leading to – the above, plates such as the bruschetta and polenta also suffered from temperature issues, both cooler than I’d have expected (though both were admittedly excellent even luke warm.)

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…and speaking of the food, selecting nine plates plus five desserts amongst our party of five, I’ll first echo my comments from The Bristol and suggest not overlooking the vegetables as the beautifully balanced frisee salad, decadent mushroom bruschetta, and unexpectedly complex wood roasted squash were amongst the best dishes of the evening. Less successful, while others have raved the bread program I personally found all but the Pumpkin spice brioche to be rather standard while it was the accoutrements that truly made the basket – particularly the expectedly sweet maple-fig butter and pungent, rich Gorgonzola milk jam.

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Focusing on the more “Italian” options, the pizza was fine – neither particularly bad nor particularly memorable while the pastas shined; the ribbon like tajarin coated in butter but not at all heavy while the jet black tagliolini nero was springy without being chewy, spicy without being hot, and delicately briny from the uni while retaining the crab’s unmistakable sweetness – the best dish of the night by a landslide, especially considering the desserts – none nearly as impressive (a tall order to be sure) as the duo at The Bristol just one night prior; the Pine Nut Tart a lone exception in its interesting balance of sweet and salty with texture aplenty.

A good meal, though not a great one, there are certainly some impressive things going on at Balena and with careful ordering I’ve no doubt one could have an exceptional meal, yet at the same time I really cannot think of a reason to revisit the space considering A) the quality of Chicago’s Italian scene in general and B) the overall superior experience available from Pandel and Rockman on North Damen.

Posted in Balena, Bread Basket, Chicago, Coffee, Dessert, Food, Ice Cream, Illinois, Italian, lost meals, Pizza, Vacation

[lost meals] Piece Brewery and Pizzeria, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Medium Red Pie – half artichoke, half sautéed Mushroom

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Chocolate Pizza – house chocolate hazelnut sauce, mascarpone cheese.

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Looking for a place to watch The Buckeyes game and never one to pass up a good pizza Piece seemed like a solid choice – a large brewery and New Haven style pizzeria with plenty of space, solid reviews, and a number of televisions – yet in reality what Piece actually turned out to be was a decent pie in a city where good-to-great pizza is the rule, a copious beer list that I’m told was exorbitantly priced, and service that existed somewhere between bizarre and disastrous as a young woman (with truly odd mannerisms) named Vivian first asked us to move to a different table across the room nearly fifteen minutes after we were seated so that they could squeeze in a larger group, and then proceeded to largely ignore our table, once forcing me to stand up to fill my own glass of water.

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Moving onto the pizzas, one savory and one sweet, our first choice of a red pie with parmesan, mozzarella, red sauce, and half mushroom/half artichoke was decent though undercooked – the dough soft but lacking much chew while the sauce was bright and flavorful, thankfully not overly sweet and thus allowing the fresh, tender artichoke hearts and garlicky mushrooms to shine. Better cooked, and actually quite delicious, the dessert pizza “inspired by Rick Nielsen and Rachael Ray” featured a crust that would have greatly benefitted the tomato pie and with a bit of char adding a smoky note to the toothsome dough the dense lacquer of chocolate hazelnut sauce intermingled with mascarpone was sweet but not overly so – a nice ending (along with an OSU win) to an otherwise underwhelming experience.

Posted in Chicago, Dessert, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Piece, Piece Brewery and Pizzeria, Pizza, Vacation

[lost meals] Papas Cache Sabroso and Cemitas Puebla, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Papas Cache Sabroso

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Garlic Bread

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Jibarito Pollo and Jibarito Steak

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Half order Yuca with Onion, Half Order Tostones

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Pastelillos with Guava

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Carrot Cake

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Cemitas Puebla

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Cemitas Atomica

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Quesadilla with Chicharrón

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After a dull breakfast at La Fournette and vastly superior experience at The Art Institute of Chicago a miniature food tour ensued focusing on some of the more well regarded spots juxtaposing my sister’s apartment, the first stop being the adorable mom n’ pop Puerto Rican shop called Papa’s Cache Sabroso where we arrived to find ample parking, a few regulars, and exemplary service paired with some truly unique and delicious food. Known for their signature garlic plantain jibarito sandwiches as well as a small selection of rice bowls and sides it would not take long to decide on our order and taking the suggestion of our server we opted to share a pair of sandwiches, two desserts, and a duo of sides.

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According to Wikipedia and local experts, the jibarito is technically not “Puerto Rican,” but rather a Puerto Rico inspired specialty sandwich of Chicago with grilled plantains replacing bread and topped with garlicky mayonnaise, tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and cheese – the end result something at once savory, sweet, smoky, and smooth – the original steak version actually better than the chicken and simply unlike any other sandwich I’ve tasted to date.

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Moving on to sides and dessert, if there is one thing that Papa’s doesn’t go soft on it is flavor; the garlic bread like eating a whole roasted clove of garlic, the tostones intensely sweet, and the yucca intensely aromatic but a favorite of nearly everyone at the table. For dessert, at the advice of our server we opted for the pastelillos while I followed my personal preferences ordering the carrot cake and while both were good the pastelillos were almost too sweet while the carrot cake was nutty, aromatic, and dense – just the way it should be – with a frosting far lighter and less sweet than the traditional American cream cheese version…perhaps not the way it ‘should’ be, but in my opinion better.

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Up next, another spot known for their unique sandwiches, we stopped at Cemitas Puebla for a shared bite of their two most oft raved options and with service far more matter-of-factual and expeditious than that at Papa’s Cache Sabroso we were quickly ushered through the line, orders requested immediately, and subsequently ushered to a table where some pamphlets sat describing the restaurant’s heritage pursuit of authenticity – the house made salsas, fresh Oaxaca cheese, and garden grown Papalo – a nice touch, albeit a bit ‘touristy’ and thus making me wonder if the restaurant’s appearance on The Food Network may have changed the demeanor (and patronage) of the restaurant, or if the service has always been so brisk.

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Service aside, once the food arrived it was hard to argue that the food at Cemitas Puebla is special – the quesadilla hefty with fresh cheese and crackling pork while the hefty “Atomica” featured fluffy egg buns loaded with sesame seeds and spread thick with avocados surrounding pork in three distinct flavors and textures – Milanesa, Carne Enchilada, and Jamon – plus the aforementioned chipotle peppers, Oaxacan cheese and papalo. At times crispy and others creamy but entirely smoky, tender, and large enough to share this is most certainly a sandwich worth the praise – my only regret of the whole afternoon being that we were rushed through the process so quickly that I did not have time to sample the menu more thoroughly.

Posted in Bread Basket, Cemitas Puebla, Chicago, Dessert, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Papas Cache Sabroso, Pork, Vacation

[lost meals] La Fournette, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Coffee, Almond Croissant, Orange Kugelhopf, Caramel and Pumpkin Macaron

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Pain Au Chocolate, Streusel Brioche

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Hazelnut Beignet, Raspberry Beignet,  Streusel Brioche, Pistachio and Pumpkin Macaron

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…having finally found a good croissant in Chicago the day before at Hendrickx I decided to press my luck with La Fournette and with family in tow we made a few selections beyond the croissant – and unfortunately every single one save for a pair of airy and unassumingly rich beignets came up lame; the Kugelhopf dry and dense – nothing like those in Paris – while the macarons were dense and gummy to the tooth, though admittedly very flavorful.

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Moving on to the croissants, one almond and one chocolate, as is the case in many American bakeries the pain au chocolate held up better than the densely frangipane’d almond version but in the end both were too dense on the interior while the shell bent more than shattered; not even as good as the one at Floriole, but thankfully far less sweet. Taking into account the cost of parking I really can’t think of a reason to return to La Fournette save for perhaps some of their house preserves (though I’m told by a trusted source the Bretzel and Beer Breads are quite good.)

Posted in Breakfast, Chicago, Coffee, Croissant, Dessert, Food, Illinois, La Fournette, lost meals, Macaroon, Vacation

[lost meals] The Bristol, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Autumn Punch – Averell Damson Gin, Apple Jack Brandy, House Apple Sours, Cinnamon Bitters

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Red kuri squash, broccoli rabe, pine nuts, agave, pesto

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Trout rillettes, wheat thin crackers, pickled shallot, chervil

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Prime wagyu beef tartare, deviled egg

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Smoked chicken hearts, pain perdu, mushrooms, soy, egg yolk

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Charcuterie board, assorted accompaniments, country pork pâté, chicken liver mousse, Tamworth prosciutto, mortadella

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Monkey Bread pull apart, Dill Butter, Sea Salt

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Whole Wheat Fazzoletti, Briased Rabbit Sugo, Hen of the Woods Mushrooms, Prunes

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Basque Cake, Apple Confit, Candied Cinnamon Walnuts, Cider Sabayon

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Salted Caramel and Banana Tart, Milk Jam, White Chocolate Mascarpone

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For the last stop of the night, my family tapped out from a long day of eating, I met up with my buddy Jon at The Bristol just after 9:00pm and although the space was still packed our table was readied in minutes by a young woman named Shannon seemingly acting as server, cocktail waitress, busser, and hostess without ever missing a beat before proceeding to wow us further with both her knowledge of the menu and strong recommendations for can’t miss dishes amongst a bevy of options listed on the wall to our right.

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Boisterous and busy, the noise level appropriate for a Friday night in The Windy City, and with a request to not overwhelm us with too many plates at once the meal would start off with a drink before progressing into four rounds of food, each more impressive than the last with not a single dish lacking in ingredient quality, preparation, or presentation – even the tartare, something I’d never choose to order myself, was pristine and interesting.

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Specializing in meats and whole-animal butchery it goes without saying that everything featured on a wooden board – specifically the rillettes and the charcuterie – was excellent and also an excellent deal, but what truly impressed me was the quality of the vegetables as the Hokkaido squash dish and both plates featuring mushrooms were far from ‘light’ yet at the same time very precise – each component given great care and the end result very balanced; the soy soaked egg yolk with the smoky chicken hearts and seared mushrooms particularly impressive.

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Moving last to the desserts – my friend throwing in the towel after only a couple of bites – I was left with the pleasure of polishing off a duo of very impressive options; the tart a delicious seasonal selection with a crisp shortbread crust giving way to the fork with a gush of banana infused caramel spilling onto the plate while the oft-praised Basque cake excelled to a whole different level as the dense butter cake rife with cinnamon and sugar, warm apples, plus crunchy bits of walnut all surrounding a pastry cream center is even better than it sounds…the sort of signature dessert that should never leave the menu because I could not imagine going to The Bristol (or returning) without ordering it.

 

Posted in Chicago, Dessert, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Pork, The Bristol, Vacation

[lost meals] Pequod’s, Chicago IL

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The lost meals entries consist of meals that occurred at various times throughout 2012 which, for any number of reasons, escaped my documentation – some due to a cross country move and a new job, some due to the Los Angeles Kings run to the Stanley Cup, and some simply as a result of too much travel. Having enjoyed many of these meals with friends or family and with some of them amongst the year’s very best the reality is that with time my memory has deteriorated and as life moves forward I’ve realized there is little hope to ever “catch up” or document these experiences as well as I’d hope, yet in order to preserve them I present these pictures, notes, and thoughts on the experience.

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Medium Pan – Half Sausage

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Medium Thin – Half Basil

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For our third stop of the night it was decided we should finally pay a visit to Pequod’s, a space formerly helmed by Burt Katz, where many claim the best deep dish pizza in the city can be found and although I cannot disagree that this is the best deep dish I’ve experienced within city limits I most certainly can say I would much rather drive out to visit Burt’s in Morton Grove than deal with the disorganization, noise, and hassle that is Pequod’s ever again.

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Beginning first with a forty-five minute wait just to obtain a seat and progressing to a nearly thirty minute wait before ordering followed by a deafening hour-long delay before our pies would arrive there really is not much to like about the demeanor, decibels, or décor at Pequod’s and although the beautifully caramelized crust and rich, bright tomato sauce certainly outshine the flavors at Uno or even Lou Malnati’s it is only to a small degree – not one worth such annoyances, and the thin crust option was actually quite dismal – a limp pie with a doughy crust that could just as easily be made from a box at home.

Posted in Chicago, Food, Illinois, lost meals, Pequod's, Pizza, Pork, Vacation