Friday, September 11, 2015
I previously chronicled this was the best breakfast I’ve ever had. And because I knew it would take two days to drive from Seattle to Bear Valley, a detour Chow one more time was in order.
Pictured above: The Sampson - Poached Eggs, Crab Cakes, Sauce Choron
Yeah, that’s right, another crab cake.
Time to leave Seattle and start heading towards the High Sierras. First stop is Bend OR with a detour for wine tasting in the WV. I may have purchased a case and a half.
Oysters, meaty creamy Sea Cows on the left, briney funky Blue Pools on the right.
Crab cakes. I can never get enough.
I almost didn’t make it there, but I’m so glad I did. The Brooklyn is great, but for just oysters, and variety of oysters, this is the place.
Thursday, September 10, 2015
I make this deal to you, the citizens of Seattle. Any time you have both Neko Case and the Texas Rangers in town, I will dutifully visit and eat your seafood, including dim sum.
Until next time, Pike Market.
Most of the day was spent wandering around Seattle Center watching various acts I have never heard of. One act that some how struck a chord with me was Moon Hooch. They are a saxophone duo with a drummer that plays dance music.
Nifty place for a festival.
First you make a decadent grilled cheese made from brie and cheddar on brioche grilled with the perfect amount butter. Then, because this is how I roll, I knock it up a notch by adding bacon jam. But that’s not even close to good enough. I then added a fried chicken thigh. It was ridiculous.
A lot of walking around today. After lunch at Skillet Diner in Ballard, I was dumped off at the waterfront to fend for myself.* Eventually I made my way to Pike Brewery in the market where I found the A&M playing. So I settled down there for a while and high fived myself when the final gun sounded. Afterwards, to celebrated I headed up to the Pie Bar for pie and cocktails. Unfortunately it was too dark for pix. But still, a pretty good little day.
* It was either get dumped off at the waterfront or endure the Alabama/Wisconsin game.
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Monday, July 13, 2015
Monday, June 8, 2015
Dallas continues to turn itself into the city I want to live in. Not satisfied by opening a Top Pot (a must put in my face event for every trip to Seattle) three blocks from house, Dallas has now brought me my favorite Texas restaurant – Uchi.
And no, it did not disappoint.
On to the porn:
Escolar – the best non liver based dish of the night.
Wagyu short ribs
Scallop Sushi – freebie randomly given to us.
Foie Gras Nigiri
Peanut butter semifreddo.
Sunday, June 7, 2015
I had thought I had posted these pictures last week when Dallas was at DefCon 4 (or is it 2, I can never remember which is worse) for the Trinity River flooding us all into oblivion. After nearly two weeks of rain, we finally got a sunny day and so off on my bike I was.
Friday, April 24, 2015
This was my second beer dinner at Cook Hall in The W near the AAC. Both times the food has been phenomenomnomnomal!
Tres Vaso’s Ceviche – Shrimp, Tuna, Scallop
Pairing: Monarch Filtered Wheat
Corn Goat Cheese Soup
Pairing: Belgian Saison Spring Seasonal
This was the winner of the evening. Both soup and beer.
Spice Rub New York Strip
Pairing: Night Watch Oatmeal Stout
Pairing: Sir Williams English Brown Ale
These pictures were amazingly captured without a flash on my new Galaxy S6 Edge with just a tiny bit of adjustment from Adobe Lightroom.
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Monday, March 23, 2015
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Monday, March 9, 2015
At last, a hot dog place within walking distance of work. And not only is it close, but it’s also very good. Downtown just keeps getting better.
Those onion rings were ethereal albeit a bit greasy. The Meat Fight pictured in the back was very good.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
Friday, January 30, 2015
Bone in rib eye for two, mashed potatoes, creamed spinach, hollandaise and bordelaise sauces with Barolo.
Deconstructed banana pudding (bottom)** Caramel pretzel (top) with Sauternes.
Post dessert of cookies.
Don’t get me wrong, this was a very good meal. But compared to the meal we had last year at John Tesar’s other, now closed restaurant, Spoon, this was fairly meh. There are literally a trillion other fine steakhouses in Dallas and, unless I am willing to buy an once or two of their 240 day dry aged beef*, there was little here to compel a return visit.
*I was not.