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  1. oh my honeysuckle was that gelato or sorbetto? was nibbling on a honeysuckle whilst hiking (yes sometimes I remove my high heels and I hike) and was wondering how to cook with it

    ...hmm pay rent, develop dangerous gelato habit..quite the conundrum

  2. I also hate raisins. God, I hate them. I don't even like to reach into the box.

    while I do not hate raisins per se..the unexpected raisin can cause me to expectorate...with a screeeh...I hate not knowing there is raisins in something..even worse when you think there is olive bread in the basket and its raisin bread...ugh why why why is there ever raisin bread in a bread basket...oh on that note I can't stand sweetened sugary butter. sneaky raisins suck.

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    jinmyo...you're killing me those look so good, I want them I would eat like 20 of those

    Cold fried chicken is a food of the gods.

    But if you don't want to fry.

    Thai chili garlic paste with fresh thai basil is pretty good not too sticky,

    I made 5 spice fried wings (tossed some toasted 5 spice in with flour) with a peanut dipping sauce,

    dipping sauces are a good way to get the sticky back in there with out needing 5000 napkins

  4. I am a huge gazpacho fan...(I think we had a thread on this awhile ago so I will try not to repeat myself)

    but here's my watermelom gazpacho recipe

    Organic tomato juice (yellow if you can find it)

    chiffonade fresh mint

    chiffonade fresh cilantro

    diced seedless watermelon (I use red with yellow tomato/yellow with red)

    halved tiny pear tomatoes in as many colors as you can find

    diced small jalepeno (or more or a shot of hot sauce depends on your heat resilience)

    lime juice

    diced sweet onion

    Slivered radishes

    S&P

    Evoo

    blend about one third the veg & herbs in the juice and leave the rest whole, add S&P to taste..serve with slick of evoo on top & maybe some crumbled feta ( or a slice of feta run under the broiler)

    or garnish with a poached shrimp or chunk of lobster if you like or maybe some creme fraiche...add a shot of vodka if you wish

  5. Oh my god I think I will get kicked off egullet for even admitting this but I don't like bacon cheese burgers...

    I am not a fan of a big melted cheese + meat sandwich..(with exception paninis, a cheeseburger sans bacon & the occasional cheesesteak)

    The Quizznos commercial makes me gag slightly, Ruebens I find vile. in fact cheese anywhere near chicken, corned beef, brisket or pastrami I find an extreme shonda. Have a chef friend who hates chicken I find that odd, but then again so is he.

    Also molten chocolate cake, chocolate cake in general with a few rare exceptions, sesame crusted tuna, most balsamic vinegars, sundried tomatoes, ham as a main course, gefilte fish (kenehura my ancestors are rolling in the grave), pasta salad (unless its with pesto), Cookie Dough Ice cream (ugh!!!)

    eggplant parmesan....vegetable lasagne....ham & pineapple pizza....and this is the weird one Mashed Potatoes I do not care for them at all at all at all esp. roasted garlic mashed potatoes.

    hmm don't like sesame crusted tuna, flavored mashed, balsamic vinegar & sundried tomatoes, molten chocolate cake what the hell did I find to eat in the 90's?

  6. BBT = bacon, basil & tomato. On Pepperidge Farm Toasting White, toasted of course.

    My boyfriend planted 140 tomato plants this year. :wacko:

    Any and all tomato sandwich variations will be employed.

    basilgirl..i am insanely jealous

  7. I wonder how fried green tomatoes would translate into sandwich form....

    Perhaps served on a piece of (a little more firm than crumbly) cornbread?

    hmmm fried green tomatoes on grilled thick cut sourdough with bacon and a jalapeno mayo?

  8. One question... What else do you put in the pot to make the stock? I have normally just used some onion and maybe a garlic head or two and a couple of bay leaves. I leave the carrots and celery out of it.

    thats what I did I threw in a few garlic cloves, a couple of onions, a bay leaf, some pepper corns & celery leaves ...would have added carrots but didn't have any probably for the best.

    made a fab black bean soup: added big can black bean, a pasilla pepper, chopped tomato, cilantro, more garlic, wee bit oj & some smoked paprika cooked it for awhile..had to remove the pepper after a while. It has a really nice burn.

    Am going to cook some greens with it there's kale all over the place right now unless I can get some dandelion -thanks Suzanne

  9. ok this is like my best breakfast...unfortunately not one I had this morning though this morning wasn;t bad.

    Anyway the key is that it has to be eaten with one hand so you can do Sunday NYTimes crossword

    Berries or melon or both or mango fruit with a wee bit of sugar if needed and a teensy bit chiffonade mint if avail

    Either crispy bacon or a yummy sausage (apple chicken or somesuch) or slice proscuitto or smoked salmon

    cheese: Goat cheese or fontina or gouda (don't do raw milk at breakfast, too rich)

    Bread product: toasted whole grain, bialy , bagel or fresh baguette untoasted

    sliced tomato if in season

    fresh butter & jam

    you pick at all the bits and try them with different combinations, simple yummy, hardly any clean up

    Big mug earl grey tea with sugar

    a canelle (bought not made)

    another is:

    oranges

    warmed lavash

    Labneh

    fresh z'ataar (sumac, sesame seeds, thyme, sea salt & cumin)

    medium boiled eggs

    coffee with cardamom

    Eggs:

    eggs scrambled with chive cream cheese, rye toast

    or elegant

    eggs scrambled the long way (over double boiler w. lots fresh butter) chopped chives

    dollop eggs in middle of slice of proscuitto wrap proscuitto around eggs, flash in broiler, serve with warmed country bread and decadent jam

    then there are popeye eggs

    Branola bread with a hole poked in the middle, heat salted fresh butter in a pan, put two slices of bread in the pan, crack an egg carefully over each of the holes spooning some hot butter over the yolk, flip when botton is toasty brown and cook till yolk is barely set.

    eat with Big glass of OJ and a hot chocolate.

    or fruit laden pancakes with plain yogurt & maple syrup, sausages.

  10. tomatoes!!!!! I want tomatoes!!!!

    variations

    #1

    Sliced peeled heirlooms or beefsteak, sprinkled with salt (fleur or kosher) let sit on plate for as long as you can stand it, sprinkle bit of olive oil, chopped chive and eat with hunks of country bread, sometimes on the bread sometimes off and use bread to mop up tomato juice

    #2

    Toasted onion bagel, fresh cream cheese (if in the Hamptons then dill & herb cream cheese from the place in Watermill), thick slice of tomato sprinkled with kosher salt & cracked pepper- oven faced (bacon optional)

    #3

    Thin sliced white bread with herb (mint & chive, nastursium if I can get it) butter & sliced tomatos that have been seeded, salted and left to sit for a wee bit.. make dainty sandwiches but drag at least one or two little triangles through the tomato juice left from salting them

    (same treatment for cucumber and or radish sandwiches)

    #4

    Thick sliced white bread, homemade mayo or hellmans, sliced tomato S&P, Bacon optional..also optional thinly sliced red onion

    #5

    grilled garlicky Evoo slicked bread with diced tomatoes & fresh basil splash of lemon juice, (fresh mozzerella optional)

    #6

    crostinis with soft goat cheese and halved pear tomatoes fleur de sel & chives

    tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes, I want them I want them now 2 weeks to go I think

  11. Thanks for the help, it cooked down pretty gelatonous-ly (don't believe that's a word) had to skim off lots of fat though.

    How would that fat work in like a cornbread or something like that or should i just toss it, its kind of like extremely non kosher smoky schmaltz.

    think I'm going to make a black bean soup, a garnish w. roasted corn, avocado & tomato salsa

    and I have some sweet potatoes I may sautee in it with something sweet & spicy

  12. Know its been done before and elsewhere but this is my favorite game.

    Bullied somoeone once to admitting that he would like to have dinner with the cast of the Golden Girls

    here's mine:

    Jesus (great guest esp. when you run low on wine)

    Marquis de Sade

    Oscar Wilde

    Mae West

    Jerry Garcia

    Gertrude Stein

    Alice B. Tolkas to help me cook and to make brownies for Jerry & Janis

    Picasso

    Tom Robbins

    JD Salinger (cause why the hell not drag him out from where ever he's hiding and see if he has anything to say)

    Johnny Depp & Orlando Bloom, but they have to sit next to each other and wear eye makeup

    Edward Gorey

    Janis Joplin

    Wow am I having a dinner party or an orgy?

  13. radish sandwiches divine yummy love love love, radish in general in fact love them bathed in bagna cuda, love them as garnish for tacos, love them with sea salt & butter, love them braised, & just love to see them all piled beautifully at the farmers market, fell in love with a bunch in Paris and kept them in my hotel room in a vase ...the bread shop in ABC carpet (19th street?) has a lovely radish open faced sandwich of radish & fresh ricotta..sprinkle of salt wee bit pepper & a few chives sooo lovely what would be more lovely would be to eat them in a rose garden with a glass of iced jasmine tea and some lavender lemon shortbread cookies whilst wearing a large straw hat

  14. after a fabulous Memorial day BBQ , at the Smoked Joint compound (see post in Philadelphia restaurant section) I was the lucky recipient of 3 smoked BBQ chicken carcasses and a big baggie full of smoked pork bones.

    I now have a potful o' smokey stock, and am thinking of what to do with it. May use some for lentils, and was considering a fresh corn soup maybe with a few chipoltes and some fresh lime juoice squoozed over it...not a fan of dried bean soups at all anyone have a suggestion or two or three I have quite a of it.

  15. Tuesday afternoon I stopped by my Dad's office on 23rd & 5th, found my sister there and we decided to go have a drink (or 2 or 3 as it usually turns out).

    Since we were in the neighborhood (also the neighborhood where we grew up) we thought it would be fun to stop by Roccos to see what it was like. We stroll by @ 5:15 and are informed that it does not open till 5:30, not we open in 15 minutes if you'd like to sit outside and have a glass of wine we'd be happy to let you in in a few minutes. Flatly we're not open.

    So we decided to go over to Punch and have a cocktail see if we really want to go the Roccos or if we are over it. I have always been partial to Punch its whimsical its lovely it feels like summer, so we stop in. I had just got back from the dentist and the left side of my face was NUMB, I might have been drooling, my drink of choice would have to come with a straw the server argued with me about my order I became somewhat vexed. Anyway we pass up the fantastic looking calamari with 3 sauces ($8 a bargain!!) have these cheese crisps with peekey toe crab, Julian a had 2 litchi martinis I had 2 watermelon infused vodka sodas, our server was so annoyingly inept that we figured we'd hold off on the calamari thus fortified with enough vodka headed down the street to Rocco's.

    Soooo we get to Rocco's its @6 now, there are a few people there, not too busy but not empty. First thing I note is that it is smaller than it seemed on TV, having been to Commune I kind of knew that but who knew what kind of rehab had really been done. We walk in and all 3 hostess glance our way, we gesture towards the bar and sit down, eyes peeled for Rocco, Momma, Uzay whoever we recognize, we see Shane and his little ponytail.

    We ask for cocktail lists & bar menu: OK, I seem to remember the bar staff complaining about the amount of speciality drinks they had to learn, there were only like 5 , I had like 12 on mine and my place was much smaller, anyway. We decide to get a bottle of wine, none of the by the glasses appealed to us so we look at the wine list. I LOVE Primativo and they have 3, one from Apulia($45) and two from Manduria or Manchuria ($43 and $59), we were going to get the Apulian but then asked about the less expensive Mandurian, there was a (dolce) next to it, which I was curious about so I asked Jen our bartender (v. nice by the way) she says she was new and didn't know about any of the wines. Juliana is a bartender and I have my share of experience and we vocalize our dismay to her, how that sucks that she wasn't given any wine training, not nasty just we feel bad for you kind of a thing. She calls over a more senior bartender whose name I cannot recall who promptly & nastily informs us that of course they don't get wine training, Rocco's is just a diner, and she doesn't know anything about the wines either.

    They call over a server who's name I also do not recal but he resembled Ice-T, he enthusiastically looked at the menu informed us that he didn't know why it said Dolce either, I told him that dolce meant sweet in Italian and maybe the wine was a sweet one, he went and got the bottle, we all looked at it, it did not say dolce on the bottle and Ice-T said that it wasn't a sweet wine at all that it was really good. So ok lets try it.

    Jen nice as she was was not too great at opening wine bottles, also her wine service was not so hot she poured 2 full glasses and dissappeared. With raised eyebrows we sample , UGH manichevitz awful just awful. We sit there unsure what to do, since we did pick the wine but we were malinformed about it.

    Ice-T is the first one over "Hows the wine" "terrible" "oh lets get you another one", Then Jen calls Shane over who does not listen to our explanation and minor apologies, suggests a much more expensive wine, I coose the Apulian Primativo and we order mama's meatballs and some calamari. They take the first wine off the check but we get a few -uch amatuers type glances from the managers-

    A note on the menu, there are only like 20 things on there, maybe 7 pastas, 3 grill, 3 saute and a handful of apps & salads. It 's like a four person kitchen menu. Anyway our food comes out IMMEDIATELY, three medium sized meatballs covered in sauce and a pitiful amount of calamari for $10 (just for reference the Punch calamari at 2 dollars less are plump and thick with a breadcrumb like coating and three sauces, ponzo, miso & a satay with a nice bit of watercress strewn about).

    The Rocco calamari with thin, over cooked and under cooked at the same time, not exactly golden brown, tasted like they had gone from freezer to fryer and were served with a dish of thin thin tomato sauce with a humongous sprinkling of red pepper flakes. We ate them but we were quite liquored up.

    Mama's meatballs were just as good as any meatball I had had in any pizza place, I love meatballs to me they are good as long as they are made with real meat (ok even Wawa meatballs can be good at the right time of night), but the were good a little expensive I thought. The bread was decent the olive oil it came with not so much.

    As we sat there customers came in a group of gentleman all dressed up for dinner in sweatpants & tee-shirts, a table of women from a suburb, two women sat at the bar next to us drinking $7 chardonnay in the cheap glasses that they use.

    We decided to finish our wine outside so we could smoke, paid the tab and Jules went to the ladies, no one rushed to bring the half bottle and glasses out for us so I asked Shane if I should bring them out myself, he said he would take care which he did. I went outside.

    Jules comes back from the bathroom befuddled, she had walked through the entire restuarant almost to the kicthen passing wait staff bussers etc without one person asking what she was looking for, she actually walked in to the kitchen where she was informed that the ladies room was in fact toward the front of the restaurant near the door. This all confused her also because my sister rarely goes unnoticed, she is an extremely well endowed blond who that day was wearing a white off the shoulder shirt and tight white skirt, and no one stopped her as she walked into the kitchen. Perhaps they thought because she was wearing white she worked there.

    While outside a waiter who obviously was not immune to Juliana's charms came by the chat us up. We asked for Rocco, he was across the street in his office, we waved, we sat while the suburban ladies took pictures of themselves in front of the awning. Mamma came out to say good-bye to some people. We said hello Mamma, told her we liked her meatballs. Mamma now a celebrity, immune to the fanfare and attention merely smiled, waved and went back inside. Incidentally she looks so much healthier than on the show.

    So that was our night at Roccos it was amusing, I'll never go back, but I will continue to enjoy telling people about it.

    It was kind of sad, like a restaurant of lost dreams. Rocco had this dream but was unable to make it happen, because of circumstances, his ego, his attention span, the lure of celebrity, what have you. I understand that I had the same thing happen to me (though without the country watching and without Jeffery Chodrows money) my dream restaurant didn't work out the way it could have and should have.

    Poor Rocco, Poor Jeffery, Poor Mamma and Poor Jen having to work with that nasty girl and not being told how to open a bottle of wine.

  16. My first reall starnge restaurnat experience was a chinese restaurant in Puna, india, I was 8 years old living on a commune and for my brothers birthday we went out for chinese, it looked exactly like Lyons Chinese restaurant in East Hampton and played the Muzak version of teh Bee Gees the entore time.

    A memeorbale one though is this:

    Couple of years ago I went to Marseilles in NYC , it had just opened and I had read the chef had studied with Adrian Feria so was intrigued.

    It was a vile vile night cold windy rainy, my friend and I had gone to see The Women on Bway and were looking forward to a nice dinner (it was like 10 30 and we were starved)

    It looked pretty busy but we had a reservation so were not worried. We walked in and they cooed over us, giving us napkins to wipe off the rain, assured us our table would be ready momentarily if we would care to have a drink in the bar. happily we went to the lovely bar and ordered a champagne. Minutes passed, several minutes at least 20 maybe 30 we were talking about the show so it could have been been longer I know we had finished our drinks and were not ready for another till we could eat something. I went to find the very nice man who took our coats, gave us napkins and escorted us to the bar.

    When I found him he looked at me as though I had just dropped from the ceiling and snottily told me there was at least an hour wait for a table. I gently reminded him that I had a reservation for a half an hour before and had been waiting at the bar with a sniff he brought us to one of the two empty tables, this table was next to the door and everytime the door opened blasts of icy cold air hit the table. I asked to move and verrrrry reluctantly he moved us.

    Then our perky happy server came by handed us menus we ordered a bottle of rose she suggested we look at the "tapas menu and order something to nibble while we decided on our entreees. How nice! We were lulled back into the place, seemed like such a nice idea. We order two kinds of assorted nibbles a vegetable and a meat had our wine and looked at the menu. We ordered, olive crusted salmon for my friend, shortribs & beef cheeks with garbanzo beans for me and a shared salad of haricots verts and hazelnuts.

    And we waited and we waited for our nibbles and we waited we finally got hold of our server and she assured us that it would be out momentarily and it was. A charming assortment of little nibbly morrocanish bits, lamb filo cigars, spicy eggplant we were yet again charmed they were delicious. half way through our salad arrived, we were not too put out it was about 11:30 by this point, about 2 minutes after the runner put the salad down our entrees arrived , he put them down amoungst the other plates and dissappeared, we needed more water, more wine but it was not to be had.

    My short ribs were great though a bit weird on top of hummus but I was expecting weird. My freinds salmon was awful just awful. we shared the short ribs and pushed the salmon off to the side. When a server finally stopped by we mentioned the icky salmon and she shrugged and removed a few but not all of the plates.

    For some reason we decided to have dessert, maybe we were just loath to go out in the rain. daringly we ordered a peanut butter tart with celery sorbet. It was very interesting but we couldn't finish it too odd. We were about to write it off as this terrible experience when the chef came by our table and asked about the dessert we told the truth and he said wait he had someting for us, he brought out these incredible heart meltingly fabulous deep fried chocolate truffles, I think in a beignet batter they were just wonderful. One bite and we loved Marseilles.

    We decided it wasn't such a bad place after all, we got our check they had taken 20% as an opening week promotion off so it was very reasonable.

    And as we got us to leave we saw the hostess hand two other women our coats.

  17. Choose Lotita for my Birthday dinner, and what a great choice. First I walked in in my high high heels and a tiara and our waiter nearly hugged me. LOVE THAT. Lewis was charming and wonderful and totally made it great, but most importantly on to the food.

    The hostess sat us even though usually they wait for the whole party (3 out of 7 had arrived), but I suppose a 6' tall girl in a tiara waiving a bottle of herradura silver is not to be argued with.

    We started with Guacamole & watermelon wild mint margaritas. The guac was good, I would have liked a bit more salt and a bit more acid, but lovely green and creamy with a great assortment of crunchies to go with. Also think they should have brought out the two fabuloous salsas with it (these appeared after the third order of guac was demolished). Cilantro tomatillo and raosted tomato chipolte I believe.

    For appetizers we ordered:

    The lobster/scallop ceviche

    carnitas

    tamales

    goat cheese beet salad

    a duck app as well.

    Everything was delish, I loved the carnitas though absolutely indistinguishable btw those and the duck, they came with a tangle of roasted onions, more of the guac lovely corn torillas wrapped in a warm cotton napkin and something else (many margaritas and champagne was consumed so details are a bit blurry)

    The Ceviche was also so good, could have used a bit more spice but huge lovely chunks of lobster and scallop (can't remember the exact price but it was way reasonable)

    The Tamales yum and the salad aslo very very nice roasted beets, crunchy pepitas well dressed.

    Entrees:

    There are two dishes I cannot recall at all, but 2 of us had the pork chop whihc was GREAT!!!!, there was one steak which looked gorgeous and very very tender. I had the lamb in a green mole redolent of cinnamon. It was not the best looking dish the green mole looked kind of well green and lumpy it was so very good but a sprinkling of salt would have boosted it to great (there was no salt on the table) The other dish I can remember was a seafood Paella I think that Katie had, also so good warm and winey and HUGE.

    We skipped dessert, though I thought they would send us out a token B-day dessert they didn't which was slightly dissapointing but overall the whole experienc was great, Friendly lively fun service all in all would go back in a minute.

    Also not to pricey for 7 people $275 including tip, about 4 pitchers of margarita mix were consumed and the whole bottle of herradura I am proud to say

  18. One the eating whole onions theme:

    I have a Great-Aunt who has a rather twisted sense of humor. She's evil, but in a way that isn't so evil that you think she's a bad person...just a little twisted. She used to do things like shock my mom's toes with mild electrical currents, that sort of thing. Oh. and did I mention that she looks just like the Wicked Witch of the West? Anyway, when she was in her 20s, she babysat this kid who was about 3 or so at the time. Who allowed this woman around kids I do not know. When he would act up, she would stick him in a laundry basket. He was terrified of the laundry basket. Apparantly, all this kid could or would say was "apple apple bite-bite." Kid loved apples. It drove my aunt crazy, so one day she handed him a red onion and told him it was an apple.

    He never asked her for an apple again.

    I know he still lives in my hometown. I should find out his name and give him a call, see if Wanda scarred him for good.

    OMIGAWD. that is on scary relative

    To topic at hand, didn't eat anything wierd that I can think of, did however feed strange things to others to see if they would eat them, mud pies, kibble, odd combinations of things, remember once filling my brother's bottle with a mixture of oj, milk & smushed up cherries and giving the nieghbor's kid a milk bone telling him it was a cookie.

    I was more a shove stuff up my nose or ears kind of kid, got a pussy willow bud stuck in my nose, a pebble in my ear. I blame that on the safety film we saw in health class (I guess) that told you never to shove things up your nose or in your ear and immediately I shoved something smaller than my elbow in my ear.

  19. I lick my spoon when I eat ice cream or creme brulee, stuff like that..... is that nasty?

    Do have a thing about have forks touching my teeth don't like it, prefer to eat with chopsticks or my fingers (as I do at home and whenever I can get away with it) anyway not a huge fan of the fork but believe I use it correctly when I must (even less a fan of the spork)

    On the tongue ring front, one friend of mine got her tongue peirced as a diet aid believing it would interfere enough with her taste buds that she would eat considerably less didn't work very well.

    Dated a guy with a tongue ring .... it has its merits.

  20. I am right there with the gazpacho I love gazpacho !!! esp. with a shot of vodka and a dollop of sour cream

    Cold soups cucumber yogurt, sweet pea with mint oooooh

    cold shrimp and Vietnamese summer rolls....

    extremely cold watermelon can be like the best thing EVER

    I remember having a salad at Home in the West Village that was simply thinly sliced radishes & cucumbers with a buttermilk dressing I try to replicate every summer.

    And of course anything middle eastern (my favorite) grilled merguez sausage on pita with cucumbers, tomato , mint & yogurt if I can get my hands on melon juice then oh yes!!!

    Had a wonderful meal in a middle eastern restaurant West London with Marlena Spieler that included this iced honeydew juice that Marlena did utmost justice to by proclaiming 'I hear angels singing" and it was the mark and glass copy and book of all other middle eastern meals for me.

    also favorite summer dinner/ tomato fresh mozzarelle basil salad. smoked chicken with sliced avocado.... ice cold melon.... a recurring theme

  21. But the topper was these "fluffy" looking things in bottles of flavored douche.

    I'm sorry ummm flavored douche..is that what I think it is?

    In high school a girl in my math class found a piece of borwn grape hubba bubba, send it back a got a whole case of grape hubba bubba...much to the dismay of our math teacher for weeks we were all heavily grape scented

    My father found a staple in a reese's peanut butter cup sent it back and go a case of assorted candy.

    This started my brother on a somewhat felonious journey throughout which he supplimented his income at college by sending back bits of chewed up whatever with hair, staples etc and getting baoxes of free stuff then selling it at a discount price to his friends.

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