Archive for the ‘*Petra’ Category

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TND – Misanthropic in Massachusetts

September 10, 2012

It’s time for another set of food related pet peeves for no particular reason other than that I’ve spent quality time recently trying to work my way around the issues that they present (albeit none of them for this particular dinner).

1 – Restaurants that don’t have websites.  Or, restaurants that only have place holder websites.
This is mostly because I like looking at menus, and even if the menu that you have up isn’t the menu that I’m going to be ordering from when I show up I like to have an idea of the prices and kinds of dishes that you serve. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Montreal & Back Again

August 22, 2012

As noted previously there was no Dinner last week because my roommate and I took ourselves up to Montreal for a vacation.  I believe on Tuesday night we were tucking into plates of poutine (verdict: eh, I’d rather just have the cheese curds and gravy, I don’t really need the fries).

I really liked Montreal – I kept comparing it to other places I’d been (the outside, throw open the windows, sidewalk culture of San Diego – the French heritage of New Orleans – the quirky fierce independence of San Francisco – the sheer Canadian-ness of Toronto), but in the end I think that comparisons are a little unfair.  It feels like itself, and itself is a quirky city with charming neighborhoods that embraces its French heritage and its Canadian identity.  I’d cheerfully go back and spend more time exploring the Mont Royal neighborhood, going over to the Botanical Gardens which we didn’t have a chance to visit, peering in the windows of art galleries in the old port area, and gorging myself on excellent food and wine.

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TND – Standing Here On My Own Two Hands

August 10, 2012

How is it that the week before you go on vacation brings out the crazy in everyone you work with?  The tail end of summer is supposed to be a lazy, scoot out of work early, kind of a time.  Instead my week was full out crazy-cakes nuts.  However, there’s a bottle of wine in my fridge with my name on it, and next week I’m on vacation – Montreal + Stowe + a calendar stacked with (hopefully) good food – and with those two things kept firmly in mind I made it through.

No Dinner next week – I plan to be eating poutine, or possibly smoked meat, on Tuesday night.  I’ll see you on the flip side, and shall regale everyone with tales of eating my way through Montreal and Vermont. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – “Hush, now — spoilers!”

August 1, 2012

This will make more sense in about a month (I’m waiting for a full house for the reveal, which apparently won’t be until September what with my schedule + everyone else’s schedule).

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TND – Reinventing the Wheel

August 1, 2012

If you live in a major urban center in the US, or if you’ve watched the Food Network recently, you’ll have witnessed the explosion of the food truck movement. Boston is not exempt from this, and if you work in the downtown area you can have your pick of Southern-style barbeque, Silk Road-style barbeque, bahn-mi, noodle bowls, grilled cheese, popsicles, cupcakes, and (most excitingly) pickles. The grand daddy of all the Boston food trucks, however, is the Clover Food Lab truck. It didn’t quite start the movement in Boston, but it’s probably one of the best known, and with six trucks scattered around the city (Park Street, South Station, Longwood Medical Area, Kendall Square, BU and the South End) and two store front locations (Harvard Square, Inman Square, and theoretically coming soon to Hynes Convention Center) it’s also one of the most easily available. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Rum, Sodomy & the Lash (err, not really)

July 25, 2012

The other week as I was standing in the check out line at Wilsons and ruefully surveying my weekly purchase of bags of lemons, limes and oranges I made a flippant comment about how apparently I was worried we were all going to die of scurvy.  The teenage checkout clerk shot me an alarmed look and asked in concerned tones, “Ma’am?  Are you alright?” Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Wilting

July 18, 2012

My grandmother kept her bread in the oven. As a child this made perfect sense to me simply on the rationale that that was where Mimi kept her bread. She also drank buttermilk, washed her dishes in water three degrees below boiling (I inherited this), watched Dallas and had atrocious handwriting (possibly I also inherited this). It wasn’t remarkable, it just was. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – You’re Not Allowed to Laugh

July 12, 2012

I, apparently, need a bowl.

It’s okay, I’ll wait while you all stop laughing hysterically and pointing at my china cabinet with its plethora of bowls.

My problem is that while I have three sets of soup bowls (in a variety of sizes, and quantities); and a large assortment of medium size serving bowls that are the right size for serving two people; and an even larger assortment of very large serving bowls that are the right size for serving Dinner; and a few small condiment size serving bowls; what I only have the one of is a bowl that’s in between medium and very large.   Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – The Experimental Pickle Edition

July 5, 2012

I got to the farmer’s market last Thursday at the very end of the day which is always a mixed blessing. On the one hand you sometimes get fantastic deals because the farmers don’t want to have to repack and take home the bits and pieces they have left, so they’ll sell them to you for a fraction of what they were during the day. On the other hand, they’re frequently sold out of whatever it was you actually needed. This is how I ended up with 12 crazy early mostly unripe peaches and then had to figure out what I was going to do with them. Read the rest of this entry ?

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TND – Belated Posting

July 5, 2012

There’s a new ‘diet’ making the rounds that seems to primarily consist of fantasizing about food that you then don’t eat.  Okay, so there’s a little more to it than that.  The idea, as far as I can tell, is that if you think about whatever it is that you’re craving – a burger, an ice cream sundae, an enormous plate of macaroni and cheese – and you visualize yourself eating it, and imagine the tastes and smells in Technicolor detail you’ll then stop craving it.  Imagining the experience is, apparently, enough to satisfy the craving. Read the rest of this entry ?