Thursday, October 21, 2010

These were no Freedom Fries....they were French

Ooh, look at me! I'm a big shot Frenchie with all this fancy French food! I pay no less than $40 for a burger!! I drink gallons and gallons of wine! I appreciate visual art! I'm so fancy!!!

I mean, come on! It's just supposed to be food, man! It doesn't have to be all decorated and accented and adorned. It just has to be delicious! Give me a break.

Yes, these were my complaints as my acquaintance dragged me to this "bistro" or "cafe" or something like that. They couldn't just call it a restaurant; apparently this classy joint had to have it's own title. "The Land of Hoity Toity," I call it. Damn. I just want a sandwich and some Doritos.

HOWEVER!!! The food WAS delicious! Who knew everything could taste so good AND look so good?? I mean, I love a good food-based presentation, but this really blew me away. I'm...I just don't know. It's hard to describe. It's like...the opposite of conceited. Not quite humbled. Not ashamed. I guess I'd have to say that I'm a tad impressed.

I'll tell you this, readers. You put some goat cheese up on a salad and it makes it a billion times better. Serve paté with pickles and you'll be able to choke it down. Call fries "pomme frites" and you'll class up the joint. Make your food taller, and apparently it tastes better. I'm amazed.

And by the way, brava on the blue cheese-topped sirloin, which I can only assume is the Frenchified Philly Cheesesteak. Brava.

I guess the Frenchies have something going for them after all. Besides snobbery. Jeez.
The giantest tomatoes I've ever seen or tasted.
There's the goat cheese! And it was warm!
Paté, gross. With other stuff, actually not bad.
Salmon. I left this one to my acquaintance. No thank you.
A simpler kind of salad - one with no goat cheese. That poor salad!
There's the French-style Philly cheesesteak! Blue cheese on a steak? Genius!
Lamb shank. Mmm...lamb. With one fancy potato chip sticking up out of the mashed potatoes. Double carbs!

Another kind of fish. Bored.

Lemon tart with raspberry sauce and a giant tall wafer for the kids.

Cappuccino. Maybe with some booze in it. You never know.

When you cut into this one, liquid chocolate comes spilling out. No, I'm totally serious.

If you're interested in tasting this deliciousness and dropping some ca$h money, all this food is from Chez Joel Bistro Français in Chicago. I highly recommend it and plan to try out the new brunch menu very soon.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Actually Trying: It's New, But It Could Be Good

So here’s the thing. Did you know that food doesn’t have to be bought at a restaurant and cost a lot of money to be delicious? I know, crazy, right? I mean, we all know that the best foods are those prepared by others while we consumers of said food sit (or lay) around on comfy chairs or couches, watching old episodes of Behind the Music and Iron Chef until the food is placed directly in front of us. Or maybe even directly into our mouths! Now that would be something. You know why this is all so awesome? Because you don’t have to do any work. That’s why.

Well…I have recently found that this is not always the case. Sometimes, and I stress the some part of that word, because it’s for sure not all times, you can actually make some good food on your own. In your home. No, I’m serious! Like…you can go to the store and buy groceries and prepare and cook the food in your very own kitchen, and it can still taste good. On a recent visit to a colleague in Atlanta, GA, I learned a few things about food-related hard work and discipline. And cooking.

I know, I know. It sounds weird and modern and unappealing, doesn’t it? Down with new things! Boo to fun and trying!!! Well maybe you should quit your whining and naysaying and listen up for a change. Has Delicious Food ever steered you wrong in the past? I ask you!

Let’s start with drinks, or as I like to call them, dranks. Here we have what is known as a Living Room Happy Hour: lemonade, tequila, and ginger ale adorned by a yellow plastic monkey and green plastic mermaid. Yes, I was a big disgruntled that I couldn’t actually eat the plastic figures, or “effects,” as I like to call them, but the dranks made up for this disappointment. And made me forget all about it. And everything else as well, because man, they were boozey.

And here, at a separate Living Room Happy Hour, we have one of the more sophisticated dranks available here in America: Champagne. I, personally, prefer a classy Champale, or perhaps a nice André Pink Champagne, but I was a guest and didn’t want to complain. Ha, just kidding. I totally berated the server of this drink until she couldn’t take it anymore and punched me square in the mouth. Then we hugged and cried for a bit, and shared memories of better times while having some more Classy Drank. It all worked out in the end.

Okay, so…fruit. You know, fruit can actually be delicious sometimes. I do still believe that this is one food that is always going to be better when somebody else prepares it. But, and this is a first for me, this time I actually helped in this process! See those blueberries in the picture below? I washed those and stuck them in that bowl. For real, I did. It was a little annoying and tiring, but I didn’t suffer too greatly. I guess.


Now this, this is what I like to see! Plates full of cut up stuff. And a special bowl just for olives, with a special spoon that drains out the oil. Look at all the toppings! Think of all the possible combinations! Yes, there’s a bit of work involved here, as you have to assemble on your own (I know, it’s really intimidating, but just effing try for once, okay??), but it is totally delicious.


You know why these platters are so great? Because you get to pile it all on top of a bagel. Maybe there will even be various cheeses available to go between the bagel and toppings. And just think of the possible combinations you can make! Will it be brie, avocado, and red tomato? Or perhaps Bulgarian feta with cucumber, black tomato, and olives? WHO KNOWS, when you make your own food at home?! I know, crazy, right?? Jeez, I’m all riled up here.

Besides the bagels, you can have your choice of other breads, aka carbs. Carbs are so great, don’t you think? Here is a plate of brioche and foccacia, which are both just fancy words for “carbs.” CARBS!

On to the appetizers! Or appeteasers, if you like?!?! I take it back. I definitely don’t want you to like the word “appeteasers.” It’s really dumb. But what’s not dumb is the actual appetizers. Cut up vegetables and “pita puffs” (this food had time-traveled from the future, I’m pretty sure) to dip in hummus. These go well with Living Room Happy Hour.

What happens when we pan the picture back a bit? Oh, just more appetizers! No big deal. Those are some delicious pigs in a really nice blanket, a.k.a. cocktail wieners in a parmesan sprinkled puff pastry. And in the bowl: nuts. Plenty of nuts.

Okay, this next part was the most hardcore because it required the most work. Meat and vegetables were all involved in marinating, roasting, seasoning, mixing, dressing, and sautéing, among many other things. So many steps. For most of this preparation, I sat on a stool and watched. Sometimes, it’s more helpful to stay out of the way than to offer to help. Especially if you’re lazy or if you’re me. I entertained with my classy wit and charm, and by playing Foreigner songs on the iPod. Totally helpful. Whatever.

Here are some roasted vegetables, including sweet potato, parsnip, green onion, and kohlrabi. Yeah, a bunch of damn hippie food, I know. But it was pretty tasty.

This is a beet salad made with both purple and golden beets. I know what you’re thinking: too many vegetables, right? Well, this was a one-time thing, everybody, so stop all the hating. It tasted good.

Oh…uh…another salad. More vegetables. Again, it was a one time thing. Shut it.

Ah, there’s the meat! This is boneless pork chops in a soy/honey/balsamic sauce. Pictures of meat are not exactly my forte, so I’ll thank you to shut up about it and continue being entertained by my brilliance. I mean god, you know I do this for free, don’t you? Ya thankless jerks. Anyhow, the pork:

And the complete diner plate. You’ll notice that the beet salad was accompanied by goat cheese and there was some of the aforementioned carbs with a whole bunch of olive oil on it. And a pesto dip for dipping the roasted vegetables. See, now? Not all vegetables. You all are relentless.

And so, I hope you understand my point about this whole “homemade” trend that seems to be sweeping the nation. Yes, I had my doubts as well, but this food really was delicious. We all know, however, that no Delicious Food Expedition would be complete without a sampling of the local cuisine, so here you go! Foods that were made by others and eaten by me:

Pizza with tomato and basil

Salad with fresh mozzarella and balsamic dressing

Turkey panini with Caesar salad

TACOS! So many tacos. Tacos from afar

And tacos close up.



The Pièce de Résistance: a cinnamon/chocolate popsicle dipped in whipped cream vodka. Oh lord, beer me strength to go on living my life without having one of these every hour of every day...

And to close off this trip full of hard work and cooking and new things and crying and struggling and resisting and laughing and loving, my reward: a vanilla milkshake and chicken sandwich from Chik-fil-A. I mean, come on. I really deserved this.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

North Cackalacka: Home of the Everything. All the Time.

Oh. My. Word.

Do you know that I haven't made a blog in almost one year?? SO LAZY!!! I just can't help myself, dudes. I guess I could apologize, but really, I don't think I will. I mean, I know you all sit around, waiting for me to post new delicious pictures and new delicious blogs, and when I don't, it's like your entire soul is tortured and nothing in your life matters anymore. Am I right? I mean, you're pretty lucky to be reading this at all! So then, instead of apologizing for my extremely extended absence, I will instead say to you: You're Welcome. Let this be a gift to you, from an extremely generous giver. Me.

So one thing that I spent my time doing in the last year was traveling far and wide across the U.S. of A. Here's a little glimpse into one previously unvisited corner of the country: North Carolina. Man, these people know how to EAT! Seriously, I couldn't even tell you any of the other activities we did there. What matters is that we ate. Like, everything. And quite the variety! I had the pleasure of staying with an Italian. Who knows how to cook. AND! Who also knows how to go out to eat. What better combination in a woman?

Here are the pictures from my trip. Check the pics, forward my page, subscribe to the blog...basically, help me brag about how great I am! Wooo!

And as I sad before: You're Welcome.

xoxo, Delicious Food

A local delicacy called "coffee." I went out on a limb and put sugar and milk in mine. Delicious! Served with some sort of cheesy pastry.


Some sort of italian sub. It was so hard to stop eating in order to take this picture. That's why it's not a great picture.


So many beers...don't ask me what they all tasted like. Everything runs together. Booze is booze, man.


GIANT ONION RINGS!!!


Okay, so it's really just a tiny plate.


Turkey burger with montery jack cheese, sauteed veggies. I know, veggies are bogus sometimes. But dudes, we ate SO MUCH! Gimme a break!


Oh holy eff. NC Barbecue with coleslaw and Brunswick Stew. I...I can't even explain. My mouth waters. I grow faint with hunger and desire


Hush puppies! You put butter on this shit. I'm serious.


Chess pie. Who knew pie without chocolate or cherries could be so delicious? I think it's custard based. Oh, and sugar based.


So this was growing from a tree. After consulting the experts, we determined it was a caper. Hmm!


Homemade pizza, made my the Italian woman I stayed with. She made the dough herself, topped with olive oil, red and yellow tomatoes, and CHEESE!!!


I know you don't make friends with salad, but this one, I liked. I'm thinking it's the non-lettuce base.


Fruit! Uh...fruit.


Okay, so this was my monochromatic breakfast one morning. Omelette with white cheddar cheese and tasty onions. And cheese grits!


Black bean patties with eggs over medium and fresh salsa. And breakfast beer! Holy eff, these NCers do it up.


POUTINE. I'd eat this every day, but then I'd die by cholesterol.As in, my body would be made entirely of cholesterol.​Delicious choleste


Angel hair pasta with homemade pesto. Again, made by the Italian lady.


I'm telling you, this whole "homemade" thing really started to catch on! I mean, when somebody else makes it. Not me. I'm too lazy.


These southerners are Crazy People.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

It's Been Such a Long Time, I think I Must be Going... To the bathroom to vomit that is

Dudes, dudes! I have had such a gross day based on unsolicited food suggestions from jackasses that I was moved (in addition to a certain other kind of movement) to share my outrage with you, my frenemies.

See, I was minding my own business checking my email, enjoying a lovely and fulfilling breakfast of Oikos Greek Yogurt with Honey when what flashed across my screen but a recipe for [wait for it] Creamy Spam Broccoli Casserole.

Oh. my. GAWD. Unless you're talking creamed spinach or clotted cream you better keep the cream references outta my face! And then you add SPAM??? I am convinced that this recipe had to be paid for by Beloit, Wisconsin, aka the home of the Hormel factory that fills the whole town with Spam fragrance. Who else would think this is a good idea?? Grody to the max.

And then, while I was indulging in delicious 5 cheese tortellini with spinach and sauteed portobella mushrooms, I find again in my email box, That Thing in a Jar:



Here's the disgusting description: Put homemade coleslaw and smoked turkey in a jar. Drizzle a bit of organic apple juice for sweetening. Add a layer of chopped barbecue meat from the grill, drizzle with barbecue sauce (add a touch of organic honey), and top with a layer of mac ’n’ cheese. (Anderson suggests baked elbow mac with white cheddar and parmesan grated coarsely over the top.) Finish with a layer of crumbled cornbread.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? This has to be a mistake. If there is anything beautiful left in this world somebody please better come and gag me with a spoon. You advertisers are making me start to hate food and for this YOU and your STUPID FACES WILL PAY. Yeah you heard me. Watch out, jerks. I'm coming, I'm hungry AND I'm nauseous.

Screw Flanders.