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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Saturday eats

So, last Saturday, we went to the Golden Hill Farmers Market. It's a couple blocks away. We wanted to eat lunch, but the only problem was that the big boy, The Food Pimp's dad was coming down from Irvine to take us to lunch. So, of course, we decided to just get one plate of food, as an appetizer.

So, we ate at the mediterranean/middle eastern tent. The very nice couple who run that stall remembered us, even though we didn't eat their food the Saturday before. So, we couldn't decide on the beef kebab or chicken, so they suggested we get one plate with a piece of each on it! It's great when indecisiveness can be solved without compromise!

So, it was similar to the plate we got 2 weeks before. The marinated chicken and beef kebab. Saffron rice and potatoes. Although the potatoes weren't yogurty this time. There was a wheatberry side that was so good, and then this tomato eggplant thing. We discussed how it just looked like eggplant cooked in tomato paste, but it was way better than just that! It was just really eggplanty and tomatoey goodness. So, we pretty much gobbled up the whole plate of food.

Then we waited around for the parental to make it down here. He is funny because he is so predictable. He called a little before he was to get here, asking "what exit is it, honey?" He was talking to the FP, during this call, 3 things wrong with this need to be pointed out. First - he was talking on his cellphone while driving. He is not the best driver to begin with, and it's illegal to talk on the phone and drive! Second - he has been here plenty of times that he should know the exit. He does take loads of prescription drugs though, and I think his mind is like grey oatmeal at this point. Third - he calls the FP honey. The FP is his 39 year old son, so this is weird, very weird. As weird as the FP's sister calling him sexy, but that's another story.

Anyhoo, the FP's dad got here, and I was in the shower. The FP was also in the bathroom doing his hair. He heard his dad walk in, so he opened the bathroom door and told him to come in (to the apartment). So, at this point, the FP either didn't think to close the bathroom door, or made a lame attempt to close it and didn't. Anyway, the door was open. I was showering. I yelled at the FP to close the door, and after what seemed like too many seconds, he closed it. Not to mention, I hate the warm air escaping and cold air coming into the bathroom when I take showers. So, anyway, the FP finished doing his hair and I finished my shower.

So, we wanted steak, but the FP had to ask his dad where he wanted to go. The FP had earlier complained about how he always went to the Fish Market with his dad. So, the FP asks, what do you want, like steak or something, or seafood. The reply, "I don't want steak, it's too heavy, so let's have seafood." So the FP replies, "You want to just go to the Fish Market then? I know we always go, but it's good." So that's where we went.

We walked in, and decided to sit at the food bar, like we always do. It was the younger Mexican guy who was working. We had been served by him before, and he was good. So, we sat. He acknowledged us, gave us menus and napkins and said he would be with us in a little while. He served the other 2 groups at the bar, and then, it was like he forgot about us. The FP's dad started to freak out asking why we weren't getting served. So, the FP asked him if he was in a hurry. He said no. The FP said, well let's just enjoy it, it's a nice day, and all.

So, it really did take a while for him to take our drink orders. I ordered a Stone Pale Ale and a water. I got a Stone. No water. This is the bain of my existence. No one will just get me a water the first time I ask. Remember when water was not such a precious resource, and every place automatically gave you a water without you asking? Gone are those days! Water is scarce, and so is hearing when it comes to my orders for water. I mean, I know I have a weird voice, and I guess it sometimes is hard to understand me when I don't talk loud enough. But honestly, because you don't ring in a water or charge money for it, it is the one thing that is easily forgotten. Some people started sitting at the bar, so the cook was getting busy. So, I didn't get a chance to ask for water again until our food came.

So, first course. Oysters. The FP ordered the sampler.

So, there were 2 fanny bay, 2 blue point, and 2 of the other kind. The menu says grassy bar, but I'm not sure if that's what it was that day. Anyway, they were all good. Clean tasting and sweet.

Then we wanted to get something healthy, so we got the wedge salad. All salads are healthy right?

Iceberg lettuce, blue cheese dressing, bacon. The bacon was optional. When we were asked if we wanted bacon, the FP said, who wouldn't order the bacon? Vegetarians, muslims, jews, that's who. This was soooo good. As long as there's enough dressing and bacon, though, how can you fuck it up? There was plenty of dressing, a nice big glob for every forkful.

So, for our main course, we were going to get the duckett's bucket, naturally. But we looked all over the menu a couple of times, and we realized the Duckett's Bucket was not on the menu. I guess it was only on the dinner menu. We were devastated at first. I really didn't know what to get. Neither did the FP. He was going to get the cioppino. I was going to get a shrimp dish. But then we saw another couple get the cioppino with a big slice of garlic bread. It looked soooo good. So we were going to get that. But then we settled on the East Coast Clam Bake.

Holy shit! A whole lobster tail split in half, a couple prawns, a few shrimp and some black mussels, clams, corn and potatoes, and old bay seasoned broth. We did get more bread, although it didn't look as good as the other bread the couple with the cioppino got. But man, it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good! I mean, just perfectly cooked seafood, perfectly seasoned. And nice flavorful broth.

The FP's dad got some seafood salad with crab and the louie dressing. But when the salad came, the louie dressing wasn't on it. He seemed to like the salad since he ate most of it, but it's usually hard to tell if he likes any food.

Anyway, he paid for lunch, dropped us off, and then headed back up to Irvine. Thanks for lunch Dad!!!!

Monday, May 9, 2011

still unemployed means cooking more at home

So, the one upside to not cooking every day at work means that I actually want to cook dinner rather than veg out in front of the TV every chance I get. Don't get me wrong, I do still totally veg out in front of the TV, but it's been more late at night when the Food Pimp is passed out snoring next to me. That's when I can watch whatever I want, and when the pickins are slim. I have managed to find a lot to watch the past couple of nights - Up, Winter's Bone, 2010. Up - mixed emotions about a cartoon that made me cry in the first 10 minutes, Winter's Bone - great, suspenseful, pretty bleak but still... I don't want to say inspiring, 2010 - just a good thrill ride.

Anyway, is this the Pork Porn Pages or the Old Movies Shallowly Reviewed By Someone Who Doesn't Watch Movies Very Much Pages. So, yeah. It's the Pork Porn Pages. Interestingly enough, I don't even eat pork that much anymore, but it's always on my mind, much like porn enthusiasts are always thinking about porn. I guess some of us have more self control than others.

So, what have I been cooking? Filet Mignon, Beef Wellington, Kobe Beef Carpaccio, Lobster Thermidor, Shrimp Cocktail, Fresh Truffled Chanterelle Mushroom Risotto, Bluefin Tuna Sashimi, Blue Point Oysters, Beluga Caviar and Shipwrecked 1907 Heidsieck Champagne. You know, boring old everyday housewife stuff.

THE END




















If you didn't get it... that was a fairytale. You can guess, that I try to be thrifty when employed, so I still try to be thrifty when unemployed. That means taking any leftovers home whenever possible, even if it looks like something I am not going to eat

And, at this point in time, I have to apologize. I had been working on this blog a few days, a little bit at a time, and it seems, the last several paragraphs and pictures were not saved. I don't know if this coincides with the fact that the site was down for about 12 hours last night....

Anyway, here it is again!

Udon noodle soup with mushrooms, pork, veggies, napa cabbage.



Wings N Things buffalo wings. I got the hot, and the Food Pimp got the superhot or 911 or whatever it is called.



Salad. Yes, boring salad. Romaine, mushroom, chickpeas, croutons. But it's so good. Really.



Ramen noodle with pork flavor soup base. So, this was the night after 2 hot beach days a couple weeks ago. I was burnt. But then a couple minutes after I ate, I got hives where I was most sunburnt on my arms. I know I get heat rash, and I'm a hypochondriac, but I looked at the label and it had MSG. So I looked up MSG on the old google, and it can induce an allergic type reaction with excessive histamine release. I don't know if that's what it was, but it didn't go away until sometime the next day. Anyway, the noodles were delicious.



Asian cabbage slaw with sauteed chicken. This was funny because the FP was not excited at all when I told him what I was going to make, but it was really effin good! It was just kind of that generic salad dressing - soy sauce, sesame oil, rice vinegar, lime juice, and then cabbage, carrot, green onion, and I dipped the chicken (breasts - the FP tries to be a little healthier lately) in the dressing and then cooked it. It was quite yummy.



Chicken fried rice from Convoy Noodle House. It was a may gray kind of day, and I just felt like fried rice. It was so good. They use tender fatty chicken leg. I know, there's this stigma about fried rice and using leftovers and stuff, but it tasted good and I didn't get sick, so I'm fine with it!



Empanada meat filling leftovers from the FP's cooking class over rice. So he did this South American class and the ground beef had like cumin and raisins and green olives. I was very skeptical about this, but there was more olive than raisin, so I liked it. They kinda balanced out the flavor, which I guess is the point. Then, a week later, we had it and it was more raisiny. I pointed this out, and the FP said, yeah, it's better for the empanada. That's all he said, so, I think he was bullshitting me, but I can't verify that. Those of you who have been reading a long time might know how I hate cooked raisins in savory food! The texture, and the flavor - it brings out the sweetness in a way I don't like. But, we are at a low point financially, and I ate it without protest.




So, I guess we've been eating a lot of chicken. This was a roast chicken with just salt and pepper, and then a brown rice (oh, another healthy choice!) with tomato and chickpeas. I have to say, this was pretty tasty for something so simple.




Tri tip beef with a sweet bbq-like sauce, and sauteed veggies, all the FP's creation, and spicy mac and cheese that ended up tasting like deviled eggs, my strange creation. That was definitely not my best mac and cheese. It was weird. The other stuff was really good though, so when you ate it all together it was good because there was so much flavor going on.




Eggplant parmesan at Lido's. It tasted good, but it was like baked. I like it crispy outside. But you know, it's Lido's, and the dish cost like $6. Good price point.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

That explains a lot

So, just so you know more about me, I've been having this ESP thing going on lately. So, the Food Pimp and I always have the same train of thought. I think it's just because we've spent half my life together, and we basically eat together and drink together, we would shit and piss together if we had 2 toilets. But lately, I've been doing other things. Like when I used to work, a week or two ago. This one girl I work with, PhotoChick, I asked her if she wanted a fish taco, and she said she was just thinking that she wanted one at that moment. Then we were talking about this other server who used to work with us, and La Cougar, and PhotoChick's fiance texted her right there and said he was at a bar with La Cougar. That's just the one example that I remember offhand. I also was thinking that something on the car was going to crap out the day before or the day that the car window crapped out. Maybe that's not too impressive, but I don't have much to go on right now.

Anyhoo, we've been eating middle eastern a lot. So, Sunday we went to Off the Sajj in Hillcrest. This place used to be Lucky Buck's - a burger joint. We went two or three times. The first time it was great. It was busy and the burgers were delish. After that, not so good. So, it's a great spot. Great location, and it's open and got a lot of light coming in, and a light breeze. So we got the foul mudammas over hummus with pita. So it's like stewed fava beans on top of hummus. Simple, double legume goodness! Love it!


This was wonderful. It was not too garlicky, not too cooked down, just right. I do have to admit, this foul gives me the bloats and gas. Yeah. But I'm unemployed, so no biggie - just sit at home all day and fart...


Then I got the chicken wrap, because I was hungry.

This wasn't so good. So it was supposed to be chicken shwarma. But I didn't see one of those gyro cookers with the chicken on it, so I should have known better. It was just that I had been wanting this, from seeing it at other restaurants. I also am so ADD and indecisive when it comes to ordering - those of you who read this regularly probably know this of me. So, the chicken wasn't anything special. The filling had lettuce and pickles, and it was just a little dry. I had ordered 2 sides of tatziki, since it didn't come with the food automatically, so that helped. I mean, I did eat it all - I was hungry and in danger of becoming destitute if I don't get a job soon or get unemployment. I know, then why are we eating out still? Because the way we shop at the grocery store, sometimes it's cheaper to eat out. Maybe not on this occasion, but why are you judging me? This is not that kind of blog! I don't claim to be intelligent or thrifty or financial adept at handling my money. For fucksake, we did go to Costa Brava that one time and get the Jamon Iberico that was $45!!!!!!

Can we please just get back to the matter at hand? So, I extravagantly got the foul mudammas, the chicken wrap and the Food Pimp got the gyro plate. The FP probably hates that he was barely even mentioned until the fifth paragraph. He probably wants me to change the name of the blog to the FP Pages. Not a shot. Anyway, his gyro plate was very interesting.

Look at the paper thin slices of gyro. Such skill! It just takes on a different characteristic when sliced that thin. I can't say it's better or worse, just different. I think it would be delicious in a wrap though. So he got hummus and salad and rice with it. The salad actually had enough dressing, which is always a nice surprise!

So, the foul also came with "vegetables" and pita.

It was a pleasant surprise that the vegetables were pickles and olives! Those are some of my favorite kind of vegetable! We learned in New Orleans that those pickled pink turnip sticks are delicious, but most places if they have them don't give them out to nonmiddle easterners unless you ask for them. And, did I mention that the pita portion was more than generous? For that big vat of foul and hummus, we didn't use all the pita! We used most, but not all. That never happens! They always stiff you on the pita. So, I've only been here once, but I'm going to go ahead and give it a \/\/\/ 6 chopsticks rating. Clean, nice atmosphere, friendly service, not the greatest chicken, but everything else was great.

Anyway, as I ramble about food, on this food blog, you wonder, what explains a lot? What is the meaning of the title? Well, why have I been craving Middle Eastern food, as US special ops have been stealthily planning their raid of the Usama/Osama mansion/compound? I mean, the very day that they allegedly kill him, we eat middle eastern food. Over the weeks, I've been drawn to this food - after not really eating middle eastern much at all since moving to San Diego. Back in New Orleans, sometimes we would eat it once a week. So, yeah, either I have ESP, or they installed some kind of computer chip in my noggin when I was born. My family did always make the joke that they found me in a garbage can, but maybe they weren't joking about that. All I know is, I sense things when they happen. If you want me to read, not your past or your future, but your present, just hang out with me for a while. And presently, your current state of affairs will be revealed. Did you get chills down your spine? I did.


(Off the) Sajj
1459 University Avenue 92103
Hillcrest
Sajj website
Mon - Sat 10 - 9:30
Sun 10 - 9


P.S.
So, here's one example of why I hate Yelp, even though I use it... I was looking up the address of Sajj, so I scanned the reviews, and this guy Robert B's review included this little gem,

"My two dining companions felt exactly the same. One complained that his meat seemed mechanically formed, like a "McRib.""
how gyro meat is made
Mr. Robert B, please take 20 seconds to research something like that before you make such an idiotic comment! Man, what is wrong with me. I think my unemployment staycation is ending. I'm starting to panic about not working...and I have no job to vent my anger at anymore!!!!!