REPOST: My Ideal Thanksgiving Dinner
I do a weekend mailbag on The Wrestling Blog, and two weeks ago, @bdbdbdbd asked me what my ideal Thanksgiving dinner would be. The following is my answer:
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year because a holiday that celebrates professional wrestling doesn’t fully exist yet (I’m gonna give National Pro Wrestling Day a few more years to catch on before I declare it such). Also, Thanksgiving celebrates food and football, which c’mon now. Anyway, the football portion is covered nicely with the Lions early, the Cowboys late, and a random game even later. I don’t care how bad the Lions are, Thanksgiving is not Thanksgiving without watching them, nor is it Thanksgiving without a healthy does of potential Cowboys schadenfreude. Believe you me, more embarrassing Cowboys moments have happened on Thanksgiving than not.
Black and Brew: Philadelphia, PA
I have become obsessed, like stark raving mad, over runny eggs lately. Maybe I’m overcompensating for all the years I demanded my eggs be fried over hard. Maybe my taste buds recently underwent one of those seven-year changes that they’re wont to do. But any chance I’ve gotten, I’ve wanted to pierce an over easy or sunny-side-up egg and let that unctuous yellow ooze all over potatoes or toast or the rest of my burger or whatever else was accompanying my egg.
Cheat night in the Holzerman (Hungers) house is breakfast for dinner. In the top right corner is bacon. Top left is toast with butter. Laying on top of a pile of bacon grease-fried home fries is two perfectly cooked sunny side up eggs. True story: tonight was the first time I ever made sunny side up eggs, and I got it on the first try. BOOM.
The Food Power Poll: Sandwiches!
The long hiatus of hunger is over, and I have returned to writing about the foods. What better way to return than to catalog my favorite sandwiches that various restaurants and sandwich shoppes have made. Since I’m not the best-traveled person, my list may be embarrassingly Philly-centric, but I do have some sandwiches from otherworlds on here.
NOTE: I’m not counting burgers because a) I’m on the fence on the burger/sandwich debate and b) this list could be all burgers.
10. The Bobbie: Capriotti’s (var.) - The first time I ever had this sandwich was when I was fired from my first post-college career job. It made me feel immediately better, if only temporarily. Basically, the sandwich is Thanksgiving on a long roll: oven-roasted turkey, stuffing, and cranberry sauce. That recipe might sound a bit starchy, but believe me, it’s the ultimate comfort food sandwich.
Following Up on the Doughboys: Pizza Hub, Philadelphia, PA
I visited the Pizza Hub today at 221 E. Girard Avenue in Philly. That area of Girard Ave. from I-95 to Broad Street is a favorite of mine for several reasons, and Pizza Hub, which was reviewed by Doughboys in the link above, is just another one. I didn’t want to write an extensive blog, because I’d just be echoing what Castro and Plichter had to say about it. Anyway, I had a margherita and the Daffy. The former was good, the second was sublime. Who knew putting duck confit on a pizza was a good idea? (Everyone. That was rhetorical. Shut up.)
Cleveland: A Culinary Adventure
Cleveland is known for bad sports teams, a river that catches on fire, and those funny-if-a-tad-mean spirited tourism videos. I don’t know the city is viewed as a tourist destination, but my wife and I were eager to get there for our anniversary weekend. The main attraction, of course, was the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, but both of us were more attracted to Michael Symon’s Lola, where we ate for our actual anniversary. As we found out though, Lola was only the tip of the culinary iceberg, as Cleveland is one of America’s best culinary destinations.
Green Eggs Cafe: Philadelphia, PA
Today was the first cool day of fall, so predictably, I wanted soup. The above picture does not show soup. As the fates would have had it, Doc’s, the place where I usually go when I have a soup yen, had not opened for the season yet. Given that section of Philadelphia is not bereft for options to eat, whether familiar to me (here, here, and here), or places that were new to me but had reputations.
TH Cooks: Farfalle with Lobster Blush Sauce
Part of the spoils of war from my Maine work trip was a pound and change of lobster meat, already cooked, because ain’t nobody got time for that, with that referring to boiling/poaching live lobsters. When one usually concludes a twelve-hour work day, with eight of those hours coming on the drive home, the last thing that person usually wants to do is cook. I am not a typical person. I had lobster meat. I wanted to create.
My Favorite Places: Days Takeout, Yarmouth, ME
My yearly trip to Maine for work brings a lot of extracurricular perks. I profiled Gritty’s last year, and again, I had another wonderful meal there. Pulled chicken tacos, ale and onion soup, and of course, great craft beer were on the menu this year. Stereotypically though, when one goes to Maine, they get lobster. I too look forward to the state’s signature crustacean.
The state is littered with roadside shacks that sell the bounty of the sea. Some of those places just sell raw stuff and live lobsters. Days Takeout, nominally in Yarmouth but close enough to Freeport for claiming, not only sells the raw seafood, but they have a kitchen serving it up in various forms.
Burger Diaries, Part 3: Making Juicy Lucys at Home
I watch more food shows on TV than is probably healthy. One of the perks is the same as a downfall. Finding out about regional cuisines is always fun and fascinating, but it can also leave you with culinary blue balls if you can’t find it locally. Thus is the case with the Juicy Lucy in Minnesota.