I'll disagree respectfully on the caraway seeds - they dominate everything else - but am on board with the rest of the manifesto.
I'm a Midwesterner who never tasted a bagel before moving to NY in 1985, when my allegiance swung between Ess-a-Bagel and H&H...had no idea that what I was eating was a local delicacy which could not be replicated easily. One of my first visits back to Ohio, I bought some random bakery bagel and can still remember my horror at the first bite of that gummy monstrosity.
@aharste - 25 pounds is the listed weight on the site
Ok, now I'm intrigued enough to try coconut water again. I think BanannaP and I tasted the same batch, which had a distinct flavor of sweat. When the Spouse next makes a Whole Foods run, I'll ask him to grab a bottle as a treat.
All diners must serve coleslaw in those little pleated paper cups. 'Tis the law!
Plus, any true diner has some variation of a Lumberjack Breakfast: pancakes, eggs any style and multiple breakfast meats. Pure calorie and sat-fat heaven.
"Mucking is for other days when I am way over turkey."
Words to live by!
The only couple in our social circle who is chronically late is family, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law. After an utter debacle on vacation - great aunt's 90th birthday, we paid a premium per head to dine on the beach and watch the sunset, Couple shows up 40 minutes late as the sun is disappearing - we learned not to do anything special when we dine out with them. We don't make reservations; we go to casual neighborhood places where we can walk in; we don't go anywhere trendy/hot where the difference between meeting up at 6.30 (scheduled) and 7.20 (actual time they deign to arrive) can be a two-hour wait for a table.
Your blog has been a delight. Best of luck!
Boy, I'd love more place cards! Would do away with those awkward moments when everyone is milling around the dining table, drink in hand, waiting for SOMEone to claim a place so the rest can start the whole "are you sitting there? Will Spouse be next to you? OK, so I'll move over two...." and then the people who were in the bathroom or helping out in the kitchen end up with the random single spots at the end of the table, next to the 3-year-old.
I host very small dinners because Spouse is partially deaf and can't hear a darn thing if there are more than six seated around the table. Six with placecards would feel a little affected/pretentious, but eight or over seems to cry out for them.
I got no issues with sugar in cornbread. Some of the stuff served in restaurants is more like pound cake with a little corn flavoring, but a bit of sugar in the cornbread tastes fine to me, since that little bit of sweet is a nice offset to saltier Southern staples like greens, black-eyed peas or fried meat.
My Southern-born mother made two versions: cornmeal, hot water and a little salt fried up in a cast-iron skillet was hoecakes; cornmeal with a pinch of sugar, leavening, an egg and oil (oil heated in the baking pan until smoking, then added to batter before the batter went back into the pan) was cornbread. She added flour if she didn't want it fall-apart grainy.
Danish-Go-Rounds, there's a blast from the past! Growing up, Pop Tarts were a very occasional treat in my house, mostly because one of them would always droop and fall apart in the toaster and we'd have to put up with eau de burning Pop Tart for a while. Brown-sugar cinnamon, frosted, was the ONLY acceptable flavor, though strawberry Go-Rounds ran a close second.
That's an impressive meal.
@ Magtured: Sure, but I prefer not to tongue-kiss everyone who's eating with me that day. ;)
Heehee, "greedy, oafish and just generally nasty" is my new phrase of the week. I'm on the more "uptight" side of things and get grossed out by communal-dish polluters, so appreciate tips on tactful ways to get people to realize that their casual attitude towards hygiene isn't mine, and at least in my house we're going by my standards.
@BostonAdam, do I have a gross Ethiopian-food story for YOU! Ate with a pig of a man who had a sinus infection and decided the best way for him to be comfortable was to drain a bottle of beer, then use the empty bottle as his snort/hawk/spit receptacle. At the table. This was years and years ago, and to this day I can't stomach Ethiopian food.
Suppose the little girl in question is skinny and not 'very chubby', is there even a question about what to do? Of course not, you ignore the behavior because it's not your kid and it's not potentially dangerous dining-table behavior that an outsider should correct if the parents don't see it (i.e. playing with a steak knife, poking chopsticks up her brother's nose). I'm firmly in the MYOB camp.
I have to try this. My technique is the same, minus the eye cutting - I was taught to trim the sides deeply enough to get all the eyes, which does waste a lot of flesh.
And I didn't know people actually liked the core. I complained to the owner of my local corner store when it sold pre-cut pineapple with the core still in the slices.
@MrsSell - too true!
My only request is please, please don't suck on or lick your fingers. Napkins and wipes are there for a reason.
I assume if I order a course less than the rest of the table, I'm responsible for carrying the conversation while they're eating and I'm sipping my wine.
Had a little one by the fridge in the old kitchen, am replacing with a larger one when our kitchen renovation is completed.
@Breezycooking, extinguishers do expire since the pressure lessens over time. You should have a gauge at the top of the extinguisher that looks like a compass, which will indicate if the current pressure level is adequate. There are services to re-charge an old extinguisher, though often the cost of recharging equalw the cost of buying new.
My mom bought those make-your-own pizza kits when I was a kid, the ones where you added water to the envelope of flour/yeast, let the dough rise, patted it out on the pizza pan, then topped with the kit's sauce and your own toppings. We added lots of sauteed vegetables (onions, peppers, mushrooms), shredded cheddar, grated parmesan and either ground beef or - treat! - pepperoni. I remember feeling like quite the little cook, at age 9 or 10, when I could make the pizza on my own and feed the family a pizza dinner.
I loved American Apple Pie and wish they'd bring it back...
For a new flavor, I'll take vanilla ice cream, peanut butter swirls and chunks of graham cracker.
I really appreciate thoughtful by-the-glass selections, since my most frequent dining companion is Spouse and we don't have the same taste in wines at all.
Talde - agree with Cochon upthread. Food is way underseasoned and you get the hard sell about ordering lots and lots to share. I live close by and am amazed they draw the crowds they do.
DBGB Kitchen - loud and some of the saltiest food I've ever tasted.
Huh, never knew about using one mussel shell to prise the meat out of others. Don't you worry about breaking off little pieces of shell from the scraping shell that would be in your next mouthful of meat? I'm forks all the way, and PLEASE Restaurant Front of House, give me a good-sized bowl for empty shells (NOT a bread plate, thanks) and a damp cloth or two to wipe my hands.
I slurp my raw shellfish but not too noisily. It's not ramen, it's just a small bite and a teaspoon of liquid to get down. I think the loud shellfish slurpers are regressing to their grade-school days, when burps and farts and slurps were funnier.
Molyvos, midtown West (Seventh Avenue near Carnegie Hall), has a great grilled octopus salad on its all-day 'cafe menu'. The regular lunch and dinner menus have a nice grilled octopus appetizer with warm potatoes and capers.
I'm a soggy-fry fan and the FIRST fries that came to mind when I read your description were 5 Guys.