Finally tried a chicken foot

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

And it was pretty good. I think whatever yuck factor there might have been got steamrolled by my desire to try something completely new. I decided that it would be good food for eating in front of the television, where I could just chew and chew and not have to worry about gracefully spitting out knuckle bones (is that even possible?) or missing out on whatever came next.

L, I miss you. The group I went to dim sum with fixated on steamed pork buns and just filled up on them. Sure they're good (I know I had two) but I wanted to try everything, and there was no other bottomless pits in our group. The food coma didn't even hit until I got home! Sigh. I'm glad I finally experienced dim sum in Seattle though.

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Reuben Update: Naked City Taphouse

Sunday, May 10, 2009

We went to Naked City Taphouse in Greenwood to celebrate Re's birthday with his mom. I'm pretty sure the sandwich was good, but unfortunately it took a long time to order, and around 40 minutes to get our food. Also unfortunate (and hilarious), Gr woke up late and didn't eat anything before we left for lunch, and started his day with a pint of very strong beer.

The sandwich was what I'd expect of a homemade Reuben, where all the parts are identifiable--"grain-fed natural pastrami" and marbled rye. (I guess it doesn't count as a true Reuben, since it's not corned beef.) But nothing really stood out. It's kind of disappointing, because the menu was mostly sandwiches, and you'd think the sandwiches would all be awesome. I know, it's a primarily a bar, but the Elysian was better than that.

I also made the poor choice of pairing the sandwich with a chicken chowder. I couldn't help it, I was starving, and hoping I'd get the soup right away. It was good, but it resembled a chunky creamy chicken salsa. Meh. Salad next time, for sure.

I will say that the kitchen guy was busting his ass, and I appreciated his efforts. He was the only one in the back, occasionally serving food as well. And then the Tour de Beers rolled in--20-30 cyclists on a daytime pub crawl. (Somehow, 2 more bartenders magically appeared then. Really wish they had appeared earlier.)

Final thought: If I end up at Naked City again, I will probably try something else. And try one of their million beers.


Great
Three Girls Bakery - Pike Place Market (Current Favorite)
Giant sandwich, warm and consistent. [It's been awhile since I've had one, but in my mind, it's the best one.]

Good
Naked City (5/9/09)
Tasty, but nothing outstanding. Could've been an off day because it was so busy, but I was hoping for something special. Craig's Reuben $9.50

Elysian Brewing Company - Tangletown
There's a caramelized sweetness that I couldn't identify after one bite. I need to try my own. $10 (12/08)

Update (4/17/09): I'm downgrading the Elysian Reuben from great to good. I had it on a Friday night, and it just wasn't the same. I couldn't taste the intriguing sweetness I remembered, and the corned beef was full of indigestible bits of fat. Considering I love the fatty bits, that says a lot.

The Pike Pub and Brewery (1/31/09)
Soggy bottom bread (hee hee), nothing special but still delicious. Wish I had fries or a salad instead of a half plate of chips. $10 for the smaller Son of Reuben

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Finished (Bad Idea Part 4)

Thursday, May 07, 2009

I feel dirty for finishing that book in less than a day. Probably less than 7 hours. And unfortunately--or more like as expected--once the action stopped and things were concluding, reading became tedious again. At least she was acting more like a teenager, although she still used cardinal directions to describe where kids sat during lunch. (The south side of the table? Really? The far side wasn't enough? I hate her.)

I once met a guy who hated the Harry Potter series because Rowling had a bad habit of using the pattern, "...Harry said heroically" "Dumbledore said [adverbly]", along with a few other Totally Offensive grammar patterns. But the Harry Potter series seemed much more natural compared to the book I just finished. And I hear it just gets worse. Great.

While the experience wasn't unbearable, I'm no convert. I'll probably end up reading them all, because they're like candy, even though I know what goes down in the next three books and my writing will probably suffer because of it.

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Page 416 (Bad Idea Part 3)

I hate this book. It's too easy to read, making it difficult to put down. It's addictive, sure, but any suspenseful book is. I need to get out of the house.

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Page 196 (Bad Idea Part 2)

It irks me that I've only been reading for 3 hours, and I'm on page 196. If I'm reading that fast, it must be enjoyable, right? No. It's double-spaced with wide margins. I resent this.

At least there are fewer painful descriptions now. I wanted to punch something every time Meyer used a clunky phrase--west-facing bedrooms and permeable clothing. Bleh. It almost feels like she wrote all the "fun" high school stuff first and then her editor insisted on more descriptions and back story.

The "Do I dazzle you?" "Frequently." exchange made me laugh. I wonder how the people who genuinely like this book reacted when they read it. I believe I'll have to watch the movie drunk.

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Bad Idea.

I am trying to read Twilight, just to see what the hype is all about.

Unfortunately, I just finished reading Couch a few hours ago, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Switching to Twilight is jarring. Like eating strawberries and whipped cream and then trying to eat a tub of frosting.

Oh, and on page 7, page fricking 7, there is a perfect brown fingerprint. Flipping through the book, there's at least one more. There is no goddamn way some moronic gothlette left a bloody fingerprint in a fluffy vampire book, yet I'm still suspicious. Gross gross gross. Did I just scratch my eye after touching the grubby vampire book? Gah.

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My fingers are smart.

Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Awhile back, I saw this tiny plate with the Space Needle on it, and really wanted it. But for $24+$10 shipping, it was just too much for a tiny plate. It was late 2007, so I was already up here, but Seattle was still extremely new and exciting. I was pretty bummed, but eventually I got over it.

On Tuesday, after one last lunch at a Mexican restaurant (it was Cinco de Mayo, totally unintentional), Kr and I stopped at the Goodwill to drop off one last box from her office. And wouldn't you know, as I was blindly reaching for plates on a shelf above eye level (a shelf you could've seen, no problem), I pulled a Space Needle plate with a 99¢ price tag. Sure, I felt a little bit smug that I picked up such a bargain (although it's a little chipped), but mostly I was delighted that I got something I really wanted. Yay!

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My heart just went a little melty.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Aww, you guys--I did front desk for interviews this year, and one of the interviewees tracked me down on Facebook and told me they got in. Not creepy at all. Just heart-melty. Aww.

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I forgot to tell you! Or, Events Coincide.

On Friday, April 10, 2009, I had a giant bowl of tagliatelle carbonara. It was amazing. It came with an organic egg yolk perched on top, with "hand cut noodles, English peas, smoky bacon, black pepper and Parmesan." It was a fantastic meal, and it was also a bit of a triumph.

The last time I truly enjoyed a carbonara-based dish was late December, 2003, a few days before I left on vacation for Thailand, and the day after I ate at Joyfull. I left that Italian restaurant and arrived home, happy. It was Sunday. I went to bed, and dreamed of school lunch. Around 3am, I woke up and my mouth was watering--not because I was hungry, but because that was the signal that I was about to spew. So I spewed. It was hell.

About 10 miles away, two really good friends were experiencing the same gawdawful thing. We're pretty sure meat from Joyfull was the culprit. Worst case of food poisoning I've ever had.

So here I am, almost 5 and a half years later, and I can finally eat carbonara again. I feel like this should be a clever metaphor for something, but surprisingly, it's not. (No really, I am surprised.) Instead, I'm excited that I've reclaimed one of my favorite foods, and I'm looking forward to making pasta carbonara at home. I love a happy ending.

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Learning to Improvise

Friday, April 03, 2009

Be proud of me, dammit. This is directed at the people who laugh because I *need* to follow the Cream of Wheat directions. Yes, I really do.

Today I made mapo tofu from a box mix. Well, don't be proud of me for that part. I assumed that if House brand curry was okay, then House brand mapo tofu would also be okay. Wrong. It was watery and tasted like spicy and oily. I didn't eat it that often in Japan, but I knew it was wrong. I was actually impressed that I could tell how flat and boring it tasted.

So I checked some recipes online, and eyeballed from there. Yes. Be proud of me for improving a box (pouch) of mapo tofu sauce with a spoonful of miso paste, a couple glugs of hot water, sesame oil and mirin, a couple glops of oyster sauce, a spoonful of cornstarch, some grated ginger, and a few cloves of garlic. (Although, I think I put in too much mirin, because it tasted too sweet and I had to glop on more oyster sauce later.) And yes, I made that list so I'll remember for next time. I know, I'll make from scratch eventually, but I bought two boxes. Whoops.

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Band vs. Movie

Monday, March 16, 2009



Ran into this photo of the Parenthetical Girls, which is a recreation of the poster for A Tale of Two Sisters. (I like to think it was an homage, but I'm sure it was just a blatant ripoff.) It's such a striking photo that I still remember chatting with D in Tak about what the movie might be about. I even bought it the year I got back from Japan, although I still haven't watched it. (I mean, I'm looking at it right now. I've never been into horror movies, but it's been...almost three years. Whoops.)

I think it's interesting that the movie poster intrigued me enough to buy the movie, but the band photo just seems like someone's cool idea for a photo shoot, and I probably won't be checking out their music.

[Edited to add: Fine, so there was a clip just sitting there, on the page I snagged the photo from. And the band isn't bad. But the photo still rubs me the wrong way.]

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Concerning translations.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

A post on boingboing concludes with the following quote from Madame Bovary:

Human language is like a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, when all the time we are longing to move the stars to pity.

It's one of my favorite quotes; one that I picked up in high school. Not because I've read Flaubert's book, or watched the movie, but because Carl Sagan's book, Contact, opens a chapter with it. But it reads a little bit differently:

Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.

I don't care which is the proper translation, I just know which one I like better.

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Revelation

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I once had heartburn so bad that I had to go to the car and lie down while my father went to the drug store to get me some antacids. I always blamed the pesto I had for lunch, and have avoided large quantities of it (in pasta, on pizza) ever since.

In reality, I was probably freaked the hell out because I was going to my college orientation.

I need to find a big bowl of pesto and test this on a stress-free day.

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My Brain Is Slow (Or Musicals Can Be Cheap!)

Monday, February 16, 2009

After watching Memphis (the musical) today, I finally looked into season tickets. Just for kicks, you know? And I'll tell you a secret something that most people probably already know:

Musicals can be cheap! I always equated season tickets to old stuffy people (or diehard sports fans) with plenty of money. Although most of my brain knows that buying in bulk is cheaper, I never thought to apply that to say, $80 theater tickets (or $115 main floor tickets for fricking Lion King!).

At the Paramount Theatre, I can get an orchestra seat for 7 shows on a Wednesday night for $274. That's 39.14 each!

At the 5th Avenue Theatre, you can get 4 shows during the previews for 258.50, or 64.63 each. But they have a deal for people under 30, where I can get tickets for 32.50 each!

If I saw a show once a month, or once every other month, I could totally justify that expense. Hmmm. Someday.

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Kind of Funny.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

For Valentine's Day, I got G a Deathcake Royale, a chocolate cupcake from Cupcake Royale with a curly ganache frosting from Theo's Chocolate and an espresso chocolate truffle center from Stumptown Coffee. I also bought one for G's brother, and one for myself. (Well, I bought two for me: the deathcake, and a chocolate cupcake with salted caramel frosting.)

G's brother got him an XBox 360.

Sheeesh.

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Reuben Update: The Pike Pub and Brewery

Sunday, February 01, 2009

We went to the Pike Pub and Brewery for Ra's birthday party. (Dammit, Shodoshima Ra has the same initials as G's brother.) The Reuben was good but the bottom bread was soggy, and it was served with chips. (The fries looked better.) Decent sized portion (I only ate half), and good enough that I ate the rest around midnight while watching Steve Martin host SNL. (Not that exciting.)

Current Favorite:
Three Girls Bakery - Pike Place Market
Giant sandwich, warm and consistent.

Great
Elysian Brewing Company - Tangletown
There's a caramelized sweetness that I couldn't identify after one bite. I need to try my own.

Good
The Pike Pub and Brewery
Soggy bottom bread (hee hee), nothing special but still delicious. Wish I had fries or a salad instead of a half plate of chips. $10 for the smaller Son of Reuben (1/31/09)

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TV is stupid.

Monday, January 26, 2009

I just finished season 2 of Ugly Betty (I stopped watching when the strike put everything on hiatus), and now I'm all excited about jumping into season 3, the current season. And then I do some googling, and it turns out that Ugly Betty is being shelved in late March and won't be back until June. Lame. Well, at least that gives me most of a season.

Now I know how it felt when you (aka, L) lost Firefly...and Pushing Daisies. Booo.

Edited to add: What the hell? Ugly Betty will be replaced by some show with Christina Applegate (Samantha Who?, not interested) and a show with Megan Mullally, "where she will be acting out real-life stories submitted by mothers." WHAT. IS. GOING. ON. First the Homeland Security show (not kidding), now this. Boo.

I repeat, TV is stupid.

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Thwarted again! (Fooood fail.)

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

I was getting ready to start some bread dough for no-knead bread at the perfect time this afternoon. Unfortunately, I think I'm about a cup short on flour. Boo! I could've substituted some of it with whole wheat flour, but I was too annoyed, and that would require de-crystallizing the honey and bleh, nevermind.

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Twitter replaces rambling.

Twitter is perfect for all the little random thoughts I have. Usually I would try to throw them into a conversation, or flesh out a blog entry, but that would require a backstory, some good transitioning, so screw that. Especially for something simple like how much I miss well-ripened beefsteak tomatoes. That was twitter #100, by the way. Between my airport tweets and my inaugural tweets, I'm almost caught up with the tweet a day non-goal. And twitter makes it seem more casual, because 100 twitters is probably not a big milestone for normal people.

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Food Recap and Scheming

Today I was bored and I made kumquat-orange curd. I've never made it before, although I suspected it would resemble the lemon filling in my mom's lemon meringue pie. I was right.

Unfortunately, because I strongly associate that flavor and smell with meringue pie, the serving suggestions weird me out--on scones, biscuits, toast...It's good though, I think. We'll see how it tastes after it's chilled. And after I bake some biscuits.

After that, I made a pale omelet with the whites and some shredded chicken from dinner a few nights ago. Very oyako-esque, but mid-quality egg whites plus bland mid-quality chicken tasted kind of icky and metallic, so I drowned the sucker in salsa and parmesan and resolved to never try that combination again.

I've been wanting to make no-knead bread recently, but I always remember the day before I have to do something, and the timing's off. With an 18-hour resting period (I know, I need to just start making normal bread), it gets tricky. I've finally relaxed enough to realize that letting it rest for more than 18 hours is usually a good thing in my cold kitchen, but that doesn't help when I have to be somewhere in less than 18 hours. And it's worth waiting (for me, I think).

I've also decided that I want to make more Japanese food this year. Over the last year and a half, I conquered no-knead bread, buttermilk biscuits, scones, macaroni and cheese (baked and stove top), carnitas, pot roast (way too rich), a couple easy shredded salads, easy enchiladas (you're supposed to rub the tortillas individually with oil? damn, I didn't know that.), pasta e fagioli...I meant to make a list, and maybe I will someday, but you get the picture. I've been cooking from my America's Test Kitchen cookbook. So now it's time for Japanese food. I've got the time.

So far, I've made gyoza (pretty good), and I've finally figured out bacon fried rice. I know it's easy, but I could never figure out the timing, so the bacon ended up being limp and pale. And I bit the bullet and used the チャハン function on the rice cooker instead of using cold rice. Go me.

Next on deck: nikujaga, or maybe takoyaki. I've got the pan, it's just intimidating. And a bit decandent, considering I'm still not working full time (picking up odd jobs here and there, favors from friends).

Oh, and funny story. I had G's mom pick up some black vinegar from the store for me, just to try. Annnd, I accidentally asked for sweetened, because I didn't know better. Tell me if I'm wrong, but it looks like sweetened black vinegar is primarily used for pigs feet, which is mostly a confinement food. Whoa.

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