Thursday, September 17, 2009

Travel Mini Dish: Good Stuff Eatery

Continuing reports of “The Single Guy Goes to Washington” as I blog about my vacation visiting my sister in the Washington, D.C. area.

Healthy Cows Make Spike Burgers
303 Pennsylvania Ave., SE, Washington, D.C.
Capitol Hill
PH: 202.543.8222
Open Mon.–Sat., 11:30 a.m.–11 p.m. (closed Sundays)
No reservations, major credit cards accepted
www.goodstuffeatery.com

WASHINGTON, D.C.

Burgers are big in our nation’s capital. You can’t drive around without seeing a Five Guys store, which President Obama was shown dropping into a few months back on an NBC special.

But when I had a hankering for a burger, I sought out Good Stuff Eatery. It wasn’t just the cute cow in its logo or the promise of gourmet burgers, it was to see what former “Top Chef” contestant Spike Mendelsohn could do with food.

Mendelsohn’s Good Stuff Eatery is just past the Capitol building along the quaint stores and restaurants on Pennsylvania Avenue. From the outside, you wouldn’t know this is a place owned by Mendelsohn of “Top Chef” fame. That is until you walk in and you’re smacked in the face with this huge photo of Mendelsohn in his signature fedora.

I should say, though, that the large photo poster is the only mention of Mendelsohn (and the only reference to “Top Chef” is a poster that’s on the tiny stairways on the way to the bathroom). For the most part, the restaurant is a celebration of farm-raised goodness and novelty fun.

On his menu, Mendelsohn emphasizes the healthy nature of the cows used in his burgers, which range in price from $5.69 to $7.89. Healthy alternatives are abundantly available, including substituting beef in any of the burger options with farm-raised grilled chicken. You can also drop the Pennsylvania Dutch bun and just have your burger wrapped in lettuce.

I arrived for a late lunch after checking out some museums on the Mall, and the place wasn’t super busy. There were several gourmet burgers to choose from, and it was a little overwhelming so in the end I decided to try the Prez Obama Burger ($6.89) since I was in D.C.

Good Stuff’s menu also includes wedge salads, fries and chili. There are also several “handspun shakes” and I decided to try the “D-Lechable Leche” shake ($5.25).

What’s odd about Good Stuff is that they present all the orders in a bag on a red plastic container, whether you plan to eat in or take out. Seems like a waste of a bag, IMHO, if you’re eating in, but I’m sure there was some logic behind the policy.

After I got my Prez Obama Burger and shake, I headed upstairs to the dining area, which had a flat-screen TV tuned into CNN and a stylish corner area overlooking the street. The burger is topped with applewood bacon, a red onion marmalade, horseradish mayo, and Roquefort cheese.

First off, I have to say the size was smaller than I expected for a gourmet burger. It’s about the same size of the hamburgers at McDonald’s, but triple the price. Still, this is farm-raised and better quality, right?

The burger itself was nicely cooked although not super juicy. (They don’t ask you how you want your burger done, and it’s mostly on the well side.) I did enjoy the combination of the bacon with the sweet tang of the marmalade. I didn’t get a big punch of the horseradish, instead it was more a sneaking kick that came later. I also liked the cheese, but I’m a big blue cheese fan.

I’m not sure what this burger says about our president, but I found it enjoyable. (Maybe Mendelsohn is saying President Obama can be sweet but can give you a kick if you don’t get into action.)

The shake was pretty with its swirls of dulce de leche on the side, and it’s one of those shakes that are super thick. Even waiting a few minutes for it to melt didn’t liquefy it much. There were a few black specks on top, and I wasn’t sure what that was supposed to be. (Maybe it’s supposed to be natural vanilla bean?)

Good Stuff Eatery definitely has the pizzazz of a celebrity chef, but the burgers are really more novelty items than awe-inspiring. It’s like eating one quick-fire burger challenge after another — creative but not much depth, really.

Despite a bit of a wait for your order, Good Stuff Eatery offers up a fun vibe and fresh appearance. But don’t expect Padma to walk through the doors. (I think she eats at Carl’s Jr.)

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Unraveling The Mystery Behind The Cupcake Craze

Apparently I’m not the only one who has noticed it, but it seems that I’m the only one curious enough to ask the question..."What is up with women and cupcakes lately?" I mean seriously, have you noticed? Well, how could you NOT notice! It’s everywhere, especially online and especially in the 20-something age range. These women have entire blogs devoted to nothing but cupcakes! Cupcakes they like, cupcakes they dislike. Cupcakes they’ve tasted, cupcakes they have yet to try. They share cupcake recipes, guard secret icings. They make and bake by day. Then at night, they dream up designs ideas and contemplate the ideal time and temp required for the perfect cupcake outcome! They photograph cupcakes, both untouched and half-eaten. They write reviews on bakeries and compose lists of "must have" cupcake kitchen producing tools. Mixers, spatulas, and pans. Sprinkles, food coloring, and buttercream frosting. If you are a woman reading this and you feel yourself becoming more than slightly aroused right now, you have a cupcake fetish. And I want to know why? What’s the obsession with this mini cake? I simply don’t get it.


If the cupcake blogging wasn’t enough, they’ve taken the cupcake obsession even further by opening up home businesses devoted to everything cupcake! By utilizing simple "do it and sell it yourself" online shops like CafePress and Etsy, anything you could possibly think of that looks like a cupcake, acts like a cupcake, or smells like a cupcake has been produced and is ready for purchase. They’ve created cupcake apparel - shirts, hats and even underwear. There are cupcake mugs, candles, notepads, thank you cards, pens, posters and other home décor. Someone has even created their own line of cupcake jewelry! I kid you not. I could go on and on, but I'm starting to feel woozy from all the sickening sweet cupcake talk. I feel as if I've downed a half dozen Red Velvets.

Listen, I’m not trying to knock anyone that loves cupcakes. In fact, I like to see a person who is passionate about something in life, even if it’s a cupcake. And if there were just a handful or so of people that were obsessed with cupcakes, I wouldn’t think much of it. Sure I may still wonder why they are into cupcakes, but I wouldn’t be completely fascinated like I am. I’m fascinated as to why there are hundreds, no make that thousands, of people out there that are coo-coo for cupcakes! Is this some type of pop culture fad that I'm unaware of and will soon pass? Or is it something more, like a cupcake movement? Whatever this cupcake phenomenon is, I'm baffled by it!

I am clueless as to what brought this cupcake craze on or if/when it will ever end. Although if I am to take a guess at it's roots, I would say Oprah is behind this. I really hope my theory is wrong, but I'm afraid the brainwashing Cult of Oprah is responsible for it all. Thanks to Google, I've been informed that back in 2007 Oprah went crazy over cupcakes! She aired a show titled "Oprah's Favorite Things" and on that show she featured her most beloved cupcake - Perfect Endings Cupcakes from Williams-Sonoma. And ever since then, women everywhere have been practically reaching orgasm over a freaking cupcake! Another theory, that somehow the SNL "Lazy Sunday" skit (seen above) that featured Andy Samberg and Chris Parnell had something to do with this. There is also a rumor that the Japanese are into cupcakes big time and it's now influencing American culture? Or perhaps this is simply a way women can give a big F-U to the phrase "You can’t have your cake and eat it too." Because with a cupcake, you can! You can eat every last crumb and still keep your waistline intact. Or maybe women like cupcakes solely because they like pretty things and cupcakes can be pretty to look at, very feminine and sweet.

Of course I’m well aware what chocolate does to women! Why do you think I always encourage my dates to order desert? So perhaps the chocolate used in and on cupcakes is somehow a stronger afrodisiac than your standard Hersey Bar? If that is the case then I understand why women are going crazy over cupcakes. And I’m sorry if I correlate cupcakes to sex, but that is my last theory and I’m running out of possible answers to satisfy the insatiable lusting of the mini cake.

Now to answer the question on the tip of your tongue...yes, I've eaten a cupcake before and they aren't that special. Of course I could go the rest of my life without eating another piece of cake. And basically a cupcake is nothing more than a personal-sized cake. I could take it or leave it, but usually prefer to leave it. I can't say I've eaten the infamous Sprinkles cupcakes in LA, but I have eaten NYC's Magnolia Bakery cupcakes. I'll admit they are tasty, but not tasty enough to obsess over. In other words, I don't love them like a fat kid loves cake.

I have yet to unravel the mystery behind the cupcake craze that's sweeping the nation. So if any of you can enlighten this boy, please do!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Starting My Day with Teaism

Continuing reports of “The Single Guy Goes to Washington” as I blog about my vacation visiting my sister in the Washington, D.C. area.

WASHINGTON, D.C.
The weather in Washington, D.C., wasn’t as beautiful and sunny as my week in New York. In fact, it rained a few mornings and was otherwise overcast.

But nothing gets me back to the right state of mind than a cup of tea. So one morning when I had the day to explore D.C. on my own as my sister went back to work, I decided to start my day at Teaism.

Teaism is a local tea shop and restaurant with three locations within the Beltway. I visited its original location in Dupont Circle, just a few steps from a corner Starbucks.

Walking in, the décor reminded me of a lot of tea houses with the warm wooden furniture and colorful teapots on display. But the counter looked more like a café than a tea shop. You order at the counter and then pick up your food when it’s ready. Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal if I was just grabbing a sandwich and juice, but I was planning to drink a pot of tea and relax in the dining area, which was on the second floor. (The first floor had counter seating along the window where several people plugged in their laptops as they sipped their morning cup of tea.)

The restaurant is open for breakfast, lunch and dinner and serves a menu of dishes inspired by popular tea-drinking regions like Thailand, Japan, and India. For breakfast, they had a limited menu made up primarily of eggs, French toast and naan/raita.

I ended up ordering the cilantro scrambled eggs with tea-cured salmon ($9) and a pot of Earl Grey tea ($2.75). When my food was ready, I grabbed my tray and found a seat in the upstairs dining area, which is decorated with black-and-white photos of scenes from various Asian countries.

First off, I give Teaism points for brewing my pot of tea and removing the tea leaves. I always find this to be a nice distinction because many times when people leave the tea leaves in the pot, the tea just gets darker and bitter. So I appreciated this detail.

As for my cilantro scrambled eggs, I thought it was odd that there was not one piece of cilantro in it. Not even for garnish. Instead, it had bits of green bell pepper and slices of green onion (or spring onion some might say). While it tasted fine, it just bugs me that people publicize one thing and deliver another. To me, it’s like they think customers wouldn’t know the difference between cilantro and green onions.

If they had to make a substitution because they couldn’t get cilantro in all of D.C., it would have been nice to be told.

As for the rest of my plate, the tea-cured salmon was luscious and tasty, although I don’t know if I could detect any particular tea flavoring. I especially liked the naan, which was nice and warm. I don’t usually have naan for breakfast, so it was a nice twist.

Sitting by the window watching the drizzling rain fall upon the flowers below in Teaism’s front garden, I forgot about the silly balancing of the tray of tea pot and food as I walked up a flight of stairs and the fact that they don’t know cilantro from green onions. It’s amazing how a sip of tea can do that.

Side note: Teaism has an extensive list of quality tea for sale, but when I perused the inventory, none of them sounded rare or something I wouldn’t find in the Bay Area.

Teaism, 2009 R St. NW (at Connecticut), Washington, D.C. (Other locations in Lafayette Park and Penn Quarter). PH: 202.667.3827 www.teaism.com (To order tea for delivery, call 1-877-8TEAISM.)

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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

20SB Featured Blogger...Now With More Awesome!

I’m not sure what the proper etiquette is in the virtual world, but I’m going to treat this acceptance speech/thank you post as if it was the real world and hope that Kanye West doesn’t appear out of nowhere and snatch this keyboard from my hands! I don’t know if you heard the recent news or not, but I’m kind of a big deal. Or at least I’m a kind of a big deal for roughly 30 days. After that, I go back to being a virtual nobody. Just another wannabe writer lost among the millions of other wannabe writers living their dream through a Blogspot address. But for now, I’m going to enjoy my 15 minutes of fame, or rather 30 days. So without further ado, let me share with you the big news...

I’m 20SB Featured Blogger for September 2009!

And if that’s not enough, I now come with more awesome!

Hold your applause and try to control your gasps and screams. Wait, what am I saying? Join me in unleashing the excitement! Let out those cheers! In fact, I’m doing it Ellen-style with the Ga-Ga-Ga-Ga cheer right back at you. Because without you, the 20SB community, I wouldn’t have won this little virtual honor. And for that, I sincerely thank you. I’m grateful for the recognition, the electronic love.

If you don’t know what 20SB.net (20 Something Bloggers) is, it’s basically an online community - a place for all twenty-something bloggers to discover other blogs/bloggers and get discovered themselves. The 20SB Featured Bloggers are nominated and voted upon each month by their peers. 20SB Featured Bloggers represent members who not only write great blogs, but have made their mark on 20SB's community as well. Now I may have made my mark on 20SB, but not always in a good way. If you remember the shaved legs debate from awhile back, you know what I'm talking about. So I'm well aware I’m not loved by all. I am often too brutally honest for some people’s tastes and at times not everyone gets my sense of humor. But that’s ok. We can’t please everyone in life. One thing I have learned through my 20s is that it’s better to be who you are and run the risk of some people not liking you, rather than be someone you aren’t and be guaranteed not to like yourself.

20SB has quadrupled in size since I joined just over a year ago. Back then, we had roughly 2,000 members. Today, there are over 8,000 members! Of course the vast majority are women. 20SB women greatly outweigh 20SB men at a 7:1 ratio. So you can imagine my surprise when I pulled off a Featured Blogger win for the boys! And that’s not an easy task considering the fact that the majority of 20SB blogs cater to women who enjoy writing/reading about this Fall’s fashion picks, feminism and an insatiable love for cupcakes (that one I still can’t figure out). So for a boy who often blogs about tech gadgets and his puppy (who had this smartass comment to say), I scratch my head and wonder why I was selected? And then I remember the period post. Yes, I blogged about periods. That probably won them over, huh?

Again, I just wanted to say thanks for all of those that voted for me. For those that didn’t, you’ll learn to love me. I grow on people like mold! And last but not least, can I just say fuck you Kanye. It’s like you stepped on a kitten and punched a retarded kid in the face all-in-one swoop! I’m happy you didn’t take a single VMA home Sunday night. And just for the record, you’ll never take home a 20SB Featured Blogger win either! So suck on that, you stupid dick.

Thank God for Beyonce. The woman truly saved the day! A total class act that graciously gave up her time in the spotlight to let young, Taylor Swift reclaim her 15 minutes of fame that Kanye West so ignorantly stole away. Beyonce is not only beautiful on the outside, we now see she’s beautiful on the inside as well. So hold on tight to her Jay-Z because I think I speak for all men when I say...if you let her slip away, I can guarantee someone will sweep her up faster than you can say H to the Izzo. Your bizzo will be gone! And Kanye, please go rewire your mouth shut. I liked you better through the wire.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Travel Dish: Cantler’s Riverside Inn

After my week in New York, I traveled to the Washington, D.C. area to visit my sister and her family. While most of my time was spent playing with my 3-year-old niece and having home-cooked dinners, I did venture out for some “Single Guy Goes to Washington” eating adventures.

A Labor Day Feast of Maryland Blue Crabs
458 Forest Beach Road, Annapolis
Waterfront area
PH: 410.757.1311
Open daily, 11 a.m.–11 p.m. (until midnight on Friday and Saturday)
Major credit cards accepted, no reservations except for parties of 10 or more
www.cantlers.com

ANNAPOLIS, Md.

I arrived in the Washington, D.C. area last week to visit my younger sister just in time for the Labor Day holiday. But my sister, who moved from Portland, Ore., to Alexandria, Va., in the last year, still hasn’t settled into a permanent home. So my brother-in-law’s grill was still in storage.

Without any grilling or picnic in sight for Labor Day, I left it up to my sister for suggestions on how to save the holiday. She said Annapolis was a nearby drive and she’d heard of a place for a crab feed. Fresh Maryland blue crabs? I’m. So. There.

We arrived early for lunch at the Cantler’s Riverside Inn, which had all the ambiance of a seaside crab shack. We were taken to a wooden bench table on the back deck facing the water. Even though the weather was overcast and a storm was brewing, it was nice to be outside by the water.

Several parties were already there and while it wasn’t packed (it got busier later), we still had to share tables. We didn’t mind since the couple next to us was friendly and kept to themselves. Already I was eyeing their table full of cooked crabs.

After the waitress covered our side of the table with fresh butcher paper, my sister suggested ordering the large platter of fresh Maryland blue crabs ($55). I ordered iced tea and my brother-in-law got a Budweiser beer, and we got an assortment of sides: corn ($3.50), hush puppy basket ($5.99), cole slaw ($2.25), potato salad ($2.25) and a grilled cheese sandwich for my 3-year-old niece ($3).

We each got a wooden mallet (except my niece) and soon after our platter of crabs arrived (dozen total). It looked huge, despite the fact that the Maryland blue crabs are much smaller in size that the Dungeness crabs, which I’m used to eating in the Bay Area.

I should note this is my first crab feed. I didn’t know what the crab feed etiquette might be, but I knew this wasn’t going to be a clean eat. I was ready to get dirty, especially since the crabs were coated with a healthy dousing of Old Bay seasoning.

The three of us dug into our crabs, pounding away at the claws and marveling at the pieces of meat we were able to unveil in complete form. My niece gnawed away at her grilled cheese and corn, not at all interested in the orange prickly objects we were devouring.

The Maryland crabs were definitely smaller than Dungeness and less sweet, IMHO, but because they were fresh they were soooo good. And I think just gathering around the table with family on a holiday with a big table of crabs in front of you is just a whole lotta fun.

Our waitress gave us some clarified butter to dip our crab meat in, but I didn’t feel it helped the taste. Instead, I just enjoyed the Old Bay seasoning that gave the crab a nice extra kick. You couldn’t help but get your fingers totally covered with seasoning, so whenever you got a fresh piece of crab meat, all you had to do was rub it with your Old Bay-spiced fingers and you got all the seasoning you need.

I also wanted to note that I looooved the potato salad. It was a Southern-style potato salad so it was more yellow than what I’ve seen on the West Coast. But there was something about the taste that was so addictive, slightly tangy, slightly sweet. It was so good that I ordered an extra cup after I finished my crabs just to have more of the delicious, comforting bites. (The cole slaw, BTW, was just OK, and my brother-in-law didn’t like the corn, which was boiled to the point of being soggy.)

Since I don’t eat fried foods, I ignored my brother-in-law’s order of hush puppies. But I was curious so I took a bite of the cute, rounded fried cornmeal. This particular version from Cantler’s was a bit thick and tough, so lucky for me I didn’t feel the urge to try another one.

My sister says she liked the vibe of another crab shack she visited farther north in Maryland, where they didn’t have to share tables and the service was slightly better. But we all agreed that the crabs were fresh and tasty at Cantler’s. They were indeed the star of the day. And really, how can you beat a crab feed on Labor Day?


Single guy rating: 3.25 stars (Crabby Fun)

Explanation of the single guy's rating system:

1 star = perfect for college students
2 stars = perfect for new diners
3 stars = perfect for foodies
4 stars = perfect for expense accounts
5 stars = perfect for any guy's dream dinner


Cantler's Riverside Inn on Urbanspoon

Some of my crab recipes:
Crab Radicchio Risotto
Black Bean Crab
Creamy Asparagus Soup with Crab

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Travel Dish: Eleven Madison Park

This is the last “The Single Guy and The City” post as I blog about my epic dinner while on vacation in New York. But don’t worry, there are more travel reports to come. Return this week for “The Single Guy Goes to Washington” as I post about my week in the Washington, D.C. area.

Going All the Way in Manhattan
11 Madison Ave. (at 24th), New York
Flatiron District
PH: 212.889.0905
Lunch, Mon.–Fri., noon to 2 p.m.; dinner, Mon.–Sat., 5:30–10 p.m. (Closed Sunday)
Reservations, major credit cards accepted
www.elevenmadisonpark.com

NEW YORK

When heading to New York in August, I didn’t feel like any fancy dinners because I knew it would be hot and humid. I didn’t want to go anywhere that required a suit and tie.

So as I got my list of casual restaurants together, I kept seeing references to Eleven Madison Park as having one of the best meals in town. Then people told me that the fine-dining restaurant is an elegant room but that people could even wear jeans to dinner. The final push that made me make a reservation for dinner was when Frank Bruni, in one of his final reviews for the New York Times, gave Eleven Madison Park four stars just two weeks before I was to arrive in town. (Four stars = extraordinary)

My dinner at Eleven Madison was early in my vacation, as I arrived for my Tuesday night reservations. I did end up bringing a coat with me, but I wore jeans so I could be comfortable.

As I sat at my table, I scanned the expansive room with high ceilings and towering flower arrangements when it struck me that the space reminded me a lot of an episode of “Sex and The City.” Later on that night when I brought it up to my waiter, he confirmed that the restaurant was featured in the crucial episode when Carrie met Big for lunch and he told her that he was engaged and she stumbles down the steps of the dining room as she tries to leave. This was the closest “Sex and The City” moment I was going to experience on this trip.

Everyone around me were dressed in business attire (and many of them were much older), but even though the servers were also dressed in suits, when they spoke they were so natural and friendly that I didn’t feel any formality.

Don’t get me wrong. All the servers followed very choreographed routines in taking orders and delivering dishes to the table. For example, every time food arrives to a table, it usually comes with three people: 1) your main server who leads the parade, 2) a server carrying the dish, and 3) another server who’s carrying accompaniments. (In the beginning when the group of men arrived at my table, I always felt a slight sweat starting like I was going to be escorted to the principal’s office.)

As for the menu, you have a variety of ways to have dinner but it has to be some kind of prix fixe or tasting menu. The minimum is the three-course prix fixe menu for $88, then there are the seasonal and special tasting menus.

But since I was at Eleven Madison and it was the restaurant’s 11th anniversary this year, I went with the “Gourmand” tasting menu of 11 courses ($175). So let the epic eating begin! (Side note: The restaurant, despite the grand windows, became very dark and the only light I had at my table was a votive candle. So not all the courses are adequately featured in this post.)

The actual dishes aren’t spelled out in the menu so you’re left to the creative surprises from Chef Daniel Humm, who joined this landmark restaurant in 2006 from San Francisco’s Campton Place. Humm presents a very French influenced repertoire with California influences such as the emphasis on local and seasonal sourcing.

Even before I ordered, a small bowl of cheese puffs were brought to my table. (Sorry, there was a fancy French word for them but I didn’t write it down.) These were so light and airy, but they’re the type of puffs that had to be eaten warm and fresh. When I tried to save some for later, they didn’t have that same freshness like when it first arrived at the table.

Then there was a platter of amuse bouches: four cute little bites. They included a crunchy bite that looked like a little tomato but was crunchy like a cucumber, a foie gras cube with tomato essence, a smoked salmon topped bite and a little tart. Each bite provided a different texture and was an exciting preview of the innovation of Humm’s approach to dining.

Once the actual Gourmand tasting menu began, it went like this:

1. First up was sturgeon caviar over panna cotta served with warm blinis. The panna cotta was served inside the same tiny container that the caviar came with, so the plate had the caviar lid still on, which I removed and saw all the luscious caviar (locally sourced), which sat on the creamy panna cotta. As I dug deeper, there was a lobster gelee that added another element. The warm blinis were light and fluffy. I got about six tiny pieces and I also felt full eating this and the earlier amuse bouches, but they were so good and I wanted to eat every bite. Luckily, the meal is paced to allow you to appreciate each dish and digest, which is why this epic meal lasted nearly four hours.

2. This wasn’t a course, but it was a precursor to the next course. Two spoons of globes came as an insalata caprese. One milky globe was mozzarella and the other was tomato and basil. The clear globe of tomato and basil tasted exactly like tomato and basil, and both of the globes together were refreshing.

3. The reason why the insalata caprese globes came before was the next course was tomato prepared three ways. There was a roasted heirloom tomato, a tomato cream that was also in an orange-colored globe and then a fluffy white cloud. The white cloud was the most interesting because as I broke into it, there were tiny grape tomatoes that had been roasted.

4. Next came a beautiful saffron-colored soup in an interesting little bowl that looked like a white shell. Inside, the soup was made with Monterey sea urchin with peekytoe crab meat. The soup was tasty but slightly on the salty side. In fact, several of the courses so far had been slightly salty and that created the feel of the flavoring being one dimensional although the presentations were very creative.

5. I generally don’t eat foie gras, but in a tasting menu it’s usually just a small bite so my cholesterol can’t really protest. The slab of foie gras was beautifully plated with summer melon and the foie gras tasted like caramel, almost candy-like.

6. Seared halibut came with dehydrated corn sprinkled on top. The halibut was nicely cooked, but I didn’t get the dehydrated corn. It was like the kind of corn you’d find in a Cup of Noodles. I didn’t see how it enhanced the dish, which also was plated with some trumpet mushrooms that tasted like they were pickled. This was my least favorite dish.

7. A small piece of poached lobster was served with a ratatouille. The lobster was meaty and subtle in taste, and the ratatouille was a nice sprinkling of the roasted red peppers, zucchini and eggplant. (Yes, I ate eggplant, but only because the pieces were so small I didn’t realize it was eggplant when I ate it.) This dish came with clarified butter that was poured by the server at the table.

8. I didn’t get a good picture of the course that was also the tastiest. It was frog leg meat in a sabayon inside an egg shell. This nice little break between courses was creamy and beautiful with the gold leaf on top. I’m also a big fan of frog legs, so it was nice to eat it with the bones removed and just left with the tender frog meat.

9. Next came an apple smoked pork belly, but it was brought to the plate under a dome that was filled with smoke. The server purposely removed the dome and forced the smoke to blow into your face, so you can get the smoky essence. It was a bit dramatic. Again, the pork belly tasted a bit salty but it was tender.

10. Lamb with haricot verts and olive globes. I couldn’t get a clean shot of the lamb pieces, which were nicely cooked. The olive globes were like eating olives but without the hard texture and instead just drinking olives (these would be great in martinis). The dish was also served with a goat cheese panna cotta that was creamy. I started to feel at this point that the flavoring was starting to be more diverse and less one note and the creative presentations were definitely keeping things interesting.

11. This was the cheese course, and the waiter pulled over the cheese cart allowing me to choose three types of cheese (many of which were from California). I chose an Andante blue cheese because it was supposedly made just for Eleven Madison, and I tried a goat cheese from New York and then a gruyere recommended by the waiter. The waiter then plated the selection beautifully on a platter with apple butter, marzano almonds and jam. Everything was so interesting to eat and mix together.

12. Next came this plate with a tiny white square in the center. The waiter came out and poured a soup of lemon verbena. The tiny white square bloomed like a blossom and unfolded into a napkin. I was told this was to wash my hands. It’s a good thing my waiter told me to wash my hands with it because I would have eaten it.

13. Next was dessert, but a strawberry champagne foam soup came as an amuse first. It was served on a white ceramic bowl that looked like a pillow. This was refreshing and really cleansed my palate.

14. Finally, my dessert course was a chocolate mousse with silver leaf and raspberries with balsamic vinegar. There was a spoon of pink sorbet and that “dirt” cereal I ate earlier in my trip at Momofuku Ssam Bar (you know, the ones made from granola or cereal).

15. As an end to my meal, the sommelier delivered a glass of French cognac. She left me the bottle so I could pour myself “as many glasses as I wished” but she probably knew I could only drink one because it was sooo strong in alcohol taste. But I liked it and it really did help me digest the meal I just had.

This was an epic and well-thought-out dinner with amazing service. While I found some of the dishes innovative and beautiful, I wasn’t as won over by the flavors. Some like the sea urchin foam, insalata caprese globes, and frog leg sabayon were wonderful, but others were mostly savory and one note. Still, this was a splurge dinner that really set a high standard for the rest of my trip and really made me feel like it was going to be a special week. And as it turned out, it was.

Side note: As a parting gift, Eleven Madison presented me with a box of pate de fruit and a canister of the same caviar I had earlier in one of the courses. I brought the caviar back home with me to save for a special dinner, but I ate the pate de fruit that night and over the week since they were freshly made and had no preservatives. There were some great flavors like blood orange, plum and cherry. It was an elegant memento of a very classy restaurant.

Single guy rating: 4.5 stars (Feel pampered)

Explanation of the single guy's rating system:

1 star = perfect for college students
2 stars = perfect for new diners
3 stars = perfect for foodies
4 stars = perfect for expense accounts
5 stars = perfect for any guy's dream dinner


Eleven Madison Park on Urbanspoon

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Saturday, September 12, 2009

Travel Mini Dish: Porchetta

Continuing reports of “The Single Guy and The City” as I blog about my vacation in New York.

Pigs Rule in this Sandwich Spot
110 East 7th St., New York
East Village
PH: 212.777.2151
Sun.–Thu., 11:30 a.m.–10 p.m.; Fri., Sat., 11:30 a.m.-–11 p.m.
No reservations, major credit cards accepted
www.porchettanyc.com


NEW YORK
Roast pig is big these days, and in the Bay Area I had a really great porchetta sandwich at the relatively new Il Cane Rosso at the Ferry Building in San Francisco. So when I was in Manhattan, I heard about Porchetta and decided to see how the pork compared coast-to-coast.

Porchetta has been open for more than a year, and it’s got some die-hard fans. And I guess you have to because the tiny shop is way on the edge of the East Village (east of 1st Avenue), so you have to really love it (or live in the area) to make your way to Porchetta.

The shop has some outdoor seating, which was perfect for the wonderful summer weather we were getting last week when I was in New York, and then just six stools inside. When you walk in, you see the slabs of roasted pork sitting in the warmer.

The menu is pretty simple since they sell primarily porchetta and some sides. I visited Porchetta after a day at the U.S. Open, so I was ready for dinner instead of just a sandwich. So I ordered the porchetta plate ($14), which came with the roasted pork, beans and cooked greens.

The plate looked like a nice helping for dinner. The porchetta was tender, but I felt that it was slightly dry. That could be because it’s been sitting in that warming bin all day. I liked the taste of the pork, but it didn’t have any unusual flavors, just subtle hints of herbs. The skin could have been crunchier, instead it was thick and slightly chewy.

The beans were on the bland side, but I did enjoy the cooked greens, which on this night was broccoli rabe and swiss chard.

Overall, the plate was filling and satisfying, but I wasn’t wowed by the flavors. I have to say, Il Cane does a much better porchetta sandwich and I’m happy I can always visit there for my roast pig fix, traveling only across the bay instead of across the country.

While Porchetta is cute, friendly and a great neighborhood spot, it’s not a place I would travel a long distance for. If you’re in the neighborhood and hunkering for pig, then you might try it out but don’t go out of your way.

Porchetta on Urbanspoon

One more pig post:
Casual Sandwich or Epicurean Delight at Il Cane Rosso?