The beauty of the Thanksgiving sandwich – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Hands down. No contest. I love all the food, the great times with family (without the stress of having to worry about presents), and the football. I love the turkey, the stuffing, the potatoes, the vegetables, the pies. I love it all.
One of my fondest memories of Thanksgiving is making sandwiches out of all the leftover food. In my family, we wouldn’t even wait until the next day, we would make sandwiches around eight in the evening, after dessert. It seems like in recent years, the Thanksgiving sandwich has become more and more popular, and why shouldn’t it? It’s delicious.
Is prix fixe good or bad? – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
Just the other day an e-mail found its way into my inbox, advertising the new prix fixe menu at one of my favorite local restaurants. Somehow, I’m always excited when I get mail like this, but I’m not quite sure why. After all, prix fixe menus sort of take away all the great parts about eating out. With a prix fixe menu, you don’t get to choose whatever you want, you don’t get to control what courses you are served, and sometimes you don’t even get to pick the wine out!
Yet, there is something really appealing about a prix fixe menu and all the things it does offer.
Is it polite to smell other people’s food? – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
So I was sitting in the cafeteria in my place of business this afternoon eating lunch when one of my coworkers came in, heated up his lunch and began eating it. This is a common enough occurrence, but there was something different this day. Indeed, my coworker heated up the most delicious smelling confection that I have smelled in a long, long time. It turned out to be an apple kugel, and it smelled like a fresh baked cinnamon bun, only more delectable.
As I was eating my own lunch, I wondered if it would be appropriate to say something.
There are just too many types of apples – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
I had a revelation this week. For years now I’ve been working under the assumption that I just don’t like apples. I think it had a little something to do with listening to one too many people chomping loudly on an apple in the office or classroom. There’s something about the “crunch, slurp, chew” of people eating the fruit that really drives me nuts. Aside from that small fact, it seemed like every apple I ate was either too tart or too mealy or the skin was too thick.
So what happened? I was wandering around Whole Foods, as I tend to do four or five times a week, and saw Honeycrisp apples. I had never heard of the cultivar before. Luckily the market had samples out and I decided to try it. Holy moly, my world was blown! I actually like apples!
Concord grapes smell bad – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
Yes, that’s a strange title for a post, and you may be wondering what the heck I’m talking about. Well, it’s really as simple as that: concord grapes smell pretty revolting. There are lots of grape vines growing in my backyard and when the weather starts to turn a little cool, the scent of grapes is heavy on the air, and let me tell you, it’s gross.
Braising can make anything good – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
With summer quickly turning to fall, I find my cravings following suit, moving away from the grilled meats and vegetables of summer to the in-the-oven, slow cooked meals of fall and winter.For me that usually means one thing: braising.
I love braising, I think it’s the ultimate method of cooking. You can take just about any cut of meat, sear it, and throw it into a pool of braising liquid and let it simmer away slowly for hours on end. It’s a great way to warm your house and fill it full of delicious aromas as your meal cooks away.
Stop toasting my subs – Eat, Drink, and Be Snarky
I know I’ve been a bit whiny in this space lately, and it’s not going to change this week. Sorry. It’s just that there’s been this recent trend in food that I don’t understand. It has totally changed the landscape that was familiar for so long.
You see, it used to be that when I ordered a submarine sandwich, I would wait for just a few minutes as the happy sandwich worker would slap it together and hand it to me. Oh, how times have changed. It seems that no matter where I go and what I order, everyone wants to toast my sandwich in the oven.
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