(That title is for you, Missy Lou!!)
I like to eat. I mean, I LERVE to eat. Love it. Its really my favorite thing to do. On a rainy day? Eat. On a sunny day? Eat. Windy? Food. When I’m sad, I eat. Also, when I’m happy.
I also love to read cookbooks. Right now I’m reading Orangette’s Book , and it really is mouthwateringly witty. Fo Sho. I can’t wait to have a proper kitchen again (someday…sigh…) so that I can prepare some food stuffs. Specifically some Butternut Squash Soup. It has pears in it. I am happy just thinking about it.
So, yeah, eating and being a general generic foodie is really my passion. I’ve eaten lots of yummy things, and I thought that it would only be fair that I share the Yummy Things I’ve Eaten with you.
Bar None THE Yummiest of Things I’ve Eaten
Several years ago in Chicago, my sister in law, Vanessa, took us to brunch at a little place called The Bongo Room. I had french toast. I know: woo hoo. But this was no ordinary breakfast fare. It was French TOAST!!!!!
It was thick french bread. Baked to perfection. With ripe bananas, crunchy pecans, light and fluffy toffee butter and rich, delicious maple syrup. And, it was a healthy serving, too. But, don’t worry, I finished it all.
The beautiful part of this meal was the toffee butter. I don’t know how they did it. It was, as I mentioned, light and fluffy. Real butter. With toffee in it. Whoduthunk?
I have tried, for five years, to replicate this recipe. I have come close, but not even touched upon this breakfast’s wonderment. I can’t get the butter right. Good Lord on Friday, that was good! I can taste it right now. Yummyumyummy. Yum.
The next time I visited Ness, I asked that we Brunch at Bongo. We did. My mouth was watering. Literally. Spittle was running down my chin. We were seated. We were menu’d. Then, the saddest thing ever happened: The dish was no longer on the menu.
I’m sure I had something good instead, but I’ll be damned if I remember what the hell it was…
The Second Yummiest Thing I Have Put into my Piehole
Again. Chicago. I think all of the Tasty Treats I’ve eaten come straight from the belly of ChiTown. Also, again with the brunch, and again with the french toast. The restaurant was Feast.
These trendy restaurants are always my favorites. Also, and diner with one name is going to be good. Also, places that only seat about fourteen people, are the best. I don’t know how we didn’t have to wait in line, but we got right in! (And, also? It seats more than fourteen people. I was exaggerating.)
This one was made with challah. It had some berry compote and cream running all over it. It was so sweet. And, also, creamy. And perfect. And tasty. And delicious. And yummy. So so yummy.
There was no point in trying to recreate this delicacy. I don’t even want to. I couldn’t. I don’t want to disappoint my own self, and undoubtedly, I would.
I will just cherish it in my head. Cuz, if I ever get to Feast again, it prolly won’t be on the menu.
And, Thirdly? More of the Same
Chicago. June, 2009. The place: Meli’s Diner in Greektown. Brunch. This time, with no husband in tow, I was on a budget. Typically, I wouldn’t go spending a trillion dollars on breakfast, what, with a H&M so very close, but it had to be done. When I saw the item (first thing listed on menu) I knew we were meant to be together. Even if for a short time.
This meal, like every other wonderful meal in Chicago I have eaten, was a chef’s special.
It was an omelet. So very fluffy-like. It was filled with pancetta, goat cheese, and scallions. The clincher, my friends was this ingredient: Figs. Fresh ones.
You may think it sounds like it wouldn’t go together…but whenever I took a bite with a fig in it, the little fig seeds exploded in my mouth with a burst of sweetness, mixed with the tangy flavor of the goat cheese, mixed with the gorgeousness of the pancetta, and the bitiness of the scallion, OH HOLY GRACIOUS! SO GOODY GOOD!
Other Things That Rank Close
My friend Shawnie makes the most delicious guacamole. She uses cream cheese, which makes it extra creamy. If its not at her house when I am? I take it as a personal affront. Like she’s on purpose trying to hurt me in my feelings.
I went to Chicago a couple weeks ago and had hot dogs at some little hole in the wall place called Jean and Jude’s. No sitting, and there are just the bare bones as far as toppings. Mustard, ketchup, relish and peppers (I nixed the peppers. Gross!) The best part is that they top the dog off with fries. I got a single and it was something like $2.50. Cheap and delicious. My fave!
My Gramma makes THE BEST lasagna I’ve ever had. Cheese Ey. So delish! Its perfect. I’m always for a cheesy dish. I love pasta, but could always do without all the meat. Too many people focus on the ground burger or sausage or whatever other meat they put into the sauce, but I think in any pasta dish it’s the cheese that counts. Lots of ricotta, mozarella, and cottage cheeses. Its also one of those familial recipes that gets passed down, and I have yet to get it right. My lasagna is good, but Gramma’s is divine!
Hungry yet? I am!