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March 1 thru 8, 2006
... and managed to make it to the door without
being run over on the shoulder-less road that leads to this lofty
... was bustling and the server was working hard to please the demanding crowd. Sadly, this meant a loooonnnng wait. He said that there was a large party that had just placed an order so my hunger turned into the extended dance mix version.
Normally when I’m that hungry a boiled shoe sole seems appealing, but when my Alaskan Halibut sandwich ($9.95):
... arrived it wasn’t what I had hoped
for. This deep fried filet was crispy on the outside but didn’t
have a moist and flavorful interior. The thickly sliced, oxidized red
onions were too harsh tasting to compliment this tartar sauced sandwich.
The tomatoes and lettuce failed to pep up this mediocre meal.
Usually, they answer yes, and then they get
my point. They eat offal puree in a meat tube, they just prefer
to think of it as pristine steak being transformed into a cylindrical
pate, not the elbows, eyebrows and unmentionable bits being repackaged
into a saleable item (and choking hazard for tots.)
Fatt Dog is a fancy venue for
the type of cuisine served. They are located in the Rincon Center
and serve up dogs of every denomination.
... which is a solo dog in a toasted bun. The
meat to bread ratio was way too low which explains why
they sell many of them with doubled up dogs. The wiener had a good snap
and was nicely spiced. After applying mustard, some chopped onions and
jalapenõs, I was good to go.
Chubby got some email from Mr. Meathenge today:
I went a couple times to try their baked goods
and couldn’t figure out what all the fuss was about.
... sounded appealing. This bun of pigs
was billed as Cuban bread stuffed with slow roasted pork, ham, Swiss cheese,
mustard and pickles. Sadly, there was a blockade placed on flavor. It
was dry, dry, dry. This crisis could have been abated with an invasion
of a moistening agent to stabilize this region.
... are house made, thinly sliced, fried and salted
plaintain chips. They were fine, but I wouldn’t have ordered
them if I knew that the sandwiches came with a few on the side. The garlic
dipping sauce was too oily for my taste. These were perfectly good as
a crisp accompaniment without being dipped.
The airport has a central kitchen that
supplies all the food vendors so the fruit cup and icky bagel that you
buy at Tully’s are the exact replicas of the ones available at the
cafeteria style place a few gates down.
I was bummed not to have a kitchen when I saw these Easter egg influenced potatoes:
... and outer space influenced romanescos:
It’s a great place to pick up herbs, flowers
and dinner ingredients on a leisurely Saturday morning.
Oakland Airport is a mess:
Not only are the security lines consistently backed
up practically to your destination city, there is nothing
good to eat in this mid-remodel hell hole. It makes me lose me my center
enough to seek out a calming cuppa.
Well, our web hosting company says
that bandwidth issues are to blame for our recent flurry of nothingness
when attempts were made to visit our bunsite. Hopefully, we are over this
difficulty can return to our scheduled programming.
Mi Casa es su Ora:
Although they were putting a lot of effort into their
Yukatan influenced foods, nothing that we sampled made
us want to make a return visit.
... are a nice backdrop for this small
... is slightly sweet and has a tang from the lemon/lime
and astringency from cucumber. Don’t think I’d
order this again, but it was fun and vacationey without the paper umbrella.
... was on the oily side. The chopped bits of
squid, peppers, onions and peanuts were heavy and without relief.
... was a tender and tasty piece of meat.
It was beautifully cooked to a perfect rare after being tea smoked. There
was a mini portion of slightly overcooked broccolini atop a ho hum mashed
potato cake. a shallot bordelaise circled this preparation.
... was tasty enough but the sweetness of the miso
yuzu sauce detracted from the sweetness of the fish which should
have been the focal point. Small mounds of Japanese style cucumber salad
and pickled ginger flanked the over salted forbidden black rice.
Despite recent torrential rain, San Anselmo is above sea level again:
and it’s time to support the local businesses
as they make a recovery from their submerged status earlier this year.
...and Chubby got his tripophane burger with Swiss and avocado:
It may not be destination dining ordinarily, but it is craveworthy. And given the local recovery efforts, it helps these little businesses to stay afloat.
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