Thursday, January 25, 2007

This is a little scary

it started with myspace. i was bored at work and signed up. couldn't even commit to a headline. and my page is truly dull. i never update it and i don't really ever use it. whatever. we'll see how things go here.

my purpose in beginning this though, is to post about food. now, there are a lot of foodies out there - i supposed i consider myself one, as i call myself a chef in the off hours. no, i don't work for a restaurant, but i do cook food, and charge folks for it. more on that later... if i decide so, anyway.

so, not sure what shape or path this will take. might chose to post about restaurants, recipes i try, conversations i have. but i'll try to keep it to the food. now, i realize that's not interesting to everyone, but isn't that the beauty of blogging (i'm still getting used to this - is that a verb? god things change so quickly...)? if you happen to live from meal to meal like me - as in dreaming of what you'll have for lunch, dinner, breakfast, snack, etc., than you may enjoy this. maybe i'll even sprinkle this with some personal diddies from time to time. but you never know about that with these things. a good friend of mine disclosed some pretty sensitive information in her blog and it got into the wrong hands. so, at her expense i've learned that lesson and try to keep it light.

but i realized last night over dinner (which i'll get to in a minute), that i simply must cease and desist with the commenting on, critiqueing or oooing and aaahhing over each and everything put in front of me, because i am annoying the shit out of people who would rather experience it for themselves first before the gauntlet's thrown down. this is my attempt at an outlet for such utterances. sorry, again, KP. i'm doing this one for you.

last night i went to bluewater grille for restaurant week. now, i know the draw is that you get a $35 meal that you would otherwise pay $80 for. but, as friend of mine and i were discussing beforehand, it's not likely i'm going to order myself a 3 course meal on a regular night at one of these places. so i should have just resigned myself to spending the $70 i did. and i should have been prepared for the food not to be so good (which it wasn't). not sure how BG got a 24 rating in zaagat because what i had left much to be desired.

i chose the arugula salad from the price fixed menu, mostly because i lurrrvvee cheese and it boasted pistacio-crusted gorgonzola and grapefruit. well, the piece of cheese was about the size of my thumbnail. are you kidding me? the arugula leaves were small and not leafy the way i like them. i hate to complain, but seriously. this restaurant has been around FOREVER and should know by now to be a little more liberal with the fixins. Everyone knows that's the best part.

My main was "ok" - the corvina was pretty good, though the coconut didn't come through in the sauce like I expected. But I suppose I'll give 'em that; not everyone likes coconut. The hash, if you can call it that, meant to accompany the fish, was cold. When the menu describes it as "plantain and crab meat hash" you would think there might be a little something more than just that - diced plantain and 2 -3 crab chunks. A little seasoning perhaps? Maybe something to bind the two? Nyet. Bummer. My friend's short ribs were 10x better.

I always get pumped up for the dessert, and this one promised brittle! Yum, my favorite! "cinnamon oat crunch" was really just sugared and roasted granola bar bits. The cake bed was thin, flavorless and unnecessary. caramelized bananas are not exotic, and not difficult. where's your invention here people!!?

ok, stepping off the high horse now. i really have no business being up there. but i'm entitled to my own opinions, and i can't help but compare to what goes on in MY kitchen.

would just like to say i have just polished off fries and chicken selects from mcdonalds and it was D-LISH. i can see your smirks right now, but being from the south (and having had probably a few too many glasses of wine last night), i needed my grease.