• 27Jun

    We only stayed one night, so didn’t get to hit that many places.  Here are the highlights:

    Tamarind Thai is on South Street (near the river).  It was nearly empty when we say down, but other couples soon arrived at the small restaurant.  I chose the restaurant based on the amount of creativity and energy they put into the menu (with dishes like Angry Salmon, Crispy Angel, Masaya Taking a Shower, Snapper Falling in Love, and Dressed-Up Tofu).  The restaurant has nice decor as well. We had the crab dumplings, a tofu and vegetable dish, and chicken Penang curry, and all the dishes were well-prepared and flavorful.

    We found John’s Water Ice by asking someone working in a cafe for an ice cream recommendation.  It is open late, very good (with creamy flavorful ice cream), very affordable, and only a few blocks of of South Street.  Four scoops of ice cream in a waffle cone only cost $2.50.

    Sabrina’s & Spencer’s Too on Callowhill was recommended by our hotel’s concierge for breakfast.  There was a long wait on a Sunday morning, but they also have a policy that is not helping the restaurant.  If someone calls in saying they are coming down, they don’t have to wait on line.  So, we could wait for 45 minutes (we did, actually) and if someone called in ahead, they would skip us on line.  That is a horrible policy.  It isn’t even a reservation.  It is just someone calling saying they are coming in.  If someone had just walked in and jumped ahead of us after than long a wait, we would have been upset.  The tables were not distributed well, with a gap in between tables where waiter’s couldn’t have passed through anyway, and no gap in places where they wanted to pass through.  As such, I was bumped by various employees every 2.5 minutes as they tried to squeeze through.

    Icecream at John's Water Ice. Good deal for $2.50. Yeah, the pic is fuzzy.

    The food was good at Sabrina’s, with the pancakes somehow being both fluffy and chewy.  When “S” was indecisive about which pancakes to choose, the waitress (Gillian) said she would surprise us and brought one pancake with strawberries, one with banana, and one mixed; this was a great touch.  You can eat at Sabrina’s just go early in the morning and avoid the huge line.

    We also took the Free Tours By Foot – Philly.  The guide (Jen) was great and knowledgeable but the tour is not free because she very strongly expects people to tip her and is clear about it (on the tour).  But, the place to be clear about tipping being expected is in the tour advertisements so that people know that it isn’t really free and that they should bring cash.  “Tips appreciated” (even though they are actually expected) should be added to their advertisements.  The company has DC and NYC tours as well.  I’ll probably try the DC tour, but I’ll bring cash to tip the guide,

    -JAY

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  • 25Jun

     

    We recently attended a media event at two Sheraton Properties, the Sheraton Premiere at Tyson’s Corner, and Sheraton Hernon Dulles Airport.  Also in attendance were Anita, Daphne, Anthony, Kathy, and K Street Kate (to name a few).

    The good news is that the metro extension to Dulles will put a stop right in front of the Tyson’s Corner location.  The bad news is that this event was at 6pm on a weekday and rush hour traffic was fierce.  Knowing that traffic might be heavy, we left Arlington at 4pm, stopped at the Best Buy for a while, and were still early. 🙂  We were drinking (very tasty) Sheratinis while everyone else was stuck in traffic.  For the record, I’d like to know what goes into a Sheratini.

    We were given a tour and shown the plans that Sheraton’s owners have for the Tyson’s Corner Sheraton and the surrounding area.  Expect the Sheraton to be updated (and gorgeous) and the area to have new residential and retail properties.

    We tried some appetizers and wines.  The bacon wrapped shrimp and mini crab cakes were my favorites although some people preferred the chicken skewers with (what appears to be house-made) duck sauce.  The wines were good.

    The Tyson’s Corner Sheraton has two swimming pools (one is indoor).

    Then we were were transported to the Herndon location.  It is further out and not as ritzy as the Tyson’s corner location and has a smaller pool (which is indoor and has limited hours).

    Banquet Table at Herndon location. You can see the buffet in the background if you click on the pic.

    The wines at the Tyson’s location were very good, but Herndon’s were exceptional, and they sent us home with a great bottle of pinot.  They set up a dessert buffet, a banquet table and and special coffee machine for us. Many of the dessert items were exceptional.   It is funny that one of their items (a white chocolate cheesecake) was from cheesecake factory.  Some standouts were the molten chocolate cake, chocolate chip cookies, the cheesecake, and the very fresh and tasty blackberries.  They also had tiramisu, chocolate fondue,  and a good variety of fresh fruit.  We want to go back and try their restaurant some time soon.

    -JAY

    Disclaimer (yeah, I know it’s on my “about” page):  This is one of those times we were given free food, parking, and a gift bag. That said, my words are my own.

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  • 01Feb

    DCFüd was invited to “Rediscover Sheraton”, a tour of three area Sheraton hotels, hosted by Travel Onion.  The night included tours of the Sheraton Suites Old Town Alexandria, the Sheraton Crystal City, and the Sheraton National, as well as food and beverage samples at each location.  Other bloggers from the D.C. area were also invited, including Pamela Sorensen of Pamela’s Punch, Ian and Tonya Fitzpatrick of World Footprints, Linda Samuel of KidFriendly DC, Jordan Wright of Whisk and Quill, Katherine Herbert of Eating Around DC, Bryan Walsh of Eating Around DC, Tim Krepp of DC Like a Local, Greg O’Neill of Gregslist, Anita Hattiangadi of Gregslist, and Claire Mouledoux, Communications Director of Alexandria Convention and Visitors Bureau.

    We started our night at the Sheraton Suites Old Town, with elderflower and chardonnay cocktails (a Starwood Hotels exclusive) and appetizers in their restaurant, Fin and Hoof Bar and Grill.  Even though it was a cold, snowy night, the cocktails were delicious and refreshing, something that would be perfect for sipping out in their courtyard on a warm day.  The hotel has nothing but suite rooms, with several that have a beautiful view of the Masonic Temple, and each room has the capability to be turned into a meeting space.  The Suites also has a board room, a ballroom, and other smaller rooms available for events.

    Our next stop was the Sheraton Crystal City, where we were treated to several finger foods and drinks before our tour.  As we were sitting down, we kept noticing people in random costumes, ranging from 50’s sock hop to prom gowns.  Turns out the hotel teams with Mystery Dinner Theater, a D.C. group that performs an interactive comedy mystery while the guests enjoy a four-course meal.  Several of us bloggers were quite excited to hear this, especially me because it reminded me of that episode of Saved by the Bell.  The hotel’s upper floors had just undergone a renovation… literally.  The final pieces of the furniture had been set just four days earlier.  The meeting and event areas were beautifully decorated, with lots of open, airy space; perfect for a wedding or conference.

    The last stop on our tour was the Sheraton National, located at the intersection of Washington Boulevard and Columbia Pike.  This was the largest of the three hotels, with a plethora of conference space on the ground floor, and more event space on the top floor.  Several of the guest rooms, and all of the event rooms on the top floor, have a breathtaking view of D.C., including the Washington Monument, Capitol, and even the Cathedral.  The hotel’s restaurant, the Potomac Restaurant and Lounge, offers locally harvested foods, as well as sushi on Tuesdays.  It is beautifully decorated with paintings of D.C. landmarks, and black and white glass prints of politicians throughout the years.  The private dining room, the Reagan Room, is decorated with a black and white glass print of the former President in the window, and other Reagan-esque décor.

    Thank you again to Cal Simmons and Dana Rosenzweig of Travel Onion for putting this event together, and inviting us.  Another special thank you to James Rattray, Director of Sales and Marketing at the Sheraton Suites Old Town, Dan Sparacino, the Director of Sales & Marketing at the Sheraton Crystal City, and Alice Walsh, Director of Sales & Marketing, and Sean Parkhurst, Sales Manager, both of the Sheraton National, for being so hospitable.  And thank you to the fine folks at truly-life for the fantastic soap and solid lotion leaves!

    Not only was it great to rediscover the Sheraton Hotels in the D.C. area, but also to meet other bloggers in the area and swap stories.  The next time someone you know is looking for a fantastic hotel with great food and drink in the Arlington-Alexandria area, point them to one of these hotels- they definitely won’t be disappointed!

    -JDS

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  • 03Sep

    Dear Washington, D.C.,

    By the time you’ve read this I’ll already be gone.  This isn’t a break-up, it’s more of a break apart.  Maybe I got sick of being car-jacked at gun point or, perhaps, the constant sirens outside my window got to me.  Or maybe, perhaps, I yearned for something more within my very being.  Whatever the reason, I have moved.  And will not step foot on you again.  (Until I need to return to you for a wedding in January that is!)

    Where have I moved?  What am I doing?  I’m writing to you from my screened in porch on my 12 acre farm and soon-to-be Bed and Breakfast in Ohio.  Where in Ohio?  I think it’s a little soon for that, don’t you D.C.?

    And while I’ve given up on D.C., I haven’t given up on the food scene.  Eat and eat some more Washingtonians!!  Dino and The Source, Poste and 8407 Kitchen Bar…you are my go-tos, my loves.  And I will never forget you. And, in fact, I’m sure…I’ll be back!

    In the spirit of my new found freedom, I’d like to do some new things tonight!  I’ve already touched a hedgehog.  Touch away, D.C., they don’t hurt after all!  And I’d like to make a deal with you.  While I may not be living in you anymore, I’d like to still keep writing to you.  Sure, I may not know the where all the hipsters are cavorting or where another “sanitary special” has opened up in recent weeks, but you can learn from my life in the country, and I’ll be sure to pass on my expert (or…at least…attempts) in cooking great breakfast foods for the masses.  We may not be together anymore, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends!

    I wish you the best of luck.  You are a great city, and I’m sure you’ll attract many more to your great food scene, gentrification issues, and many universities.  Please know, above all, I don’t hate you.  I think we’ve both just grown, and we’re moving in different directions.  You will always have power, and interns, and sleaze.  I will have alpaca, chickens, and hedgehogs.  Which is better?  Who am I to judge!

    Know I will always love you, and that is all that matters.  And, be sure, you haven’t heard the last from me. Ohio may be a world away, but food is universal.

    AEK

  • 18Aug

    You don’t need to be a state to have a fair!  Don’t believe me, there are deep-fried Oreos and funnel cakes aplenty being served just 20ish miles over the border in Gaithersburg, Maryland.   The Montgomery County Agricultural Fair is the quintessential fair – animals, foods, rides, and all the country a city boy could want!

    Looking to take on a new hobby?  Stop and watch the intricacies of judging the perfect shorn sheep.  Trying to teach your children about child-birth?  Visit the birthing tent and see the miracle of life itself!  (Mind you, cows are the mothers at this fair!)  Want to get your pre-teen hooked on gambling?  Then the pig races are the place for you!  Opportunities and excitement abound!

    I personally enjoy shoving grease-soaked carnival treats in my mouth while watching the rides.  The twirly ones make me nauseous…but I keep eating.  I like being heckled by the keepers of the game booths – an odd mix of surly older folks and those who could probably star in one of A&E‘s many reality shows.  No where else on earth can one get so excited to play a game for $2 and receive a cheap stuffed animal that will either meet the dog later that night or pass on to one of our nation’s many land-fills.

    But wait, this is a food site…so let’s talk food.  Turkey legs, ice cream, cotton candy, sausage, lemonade…it’s not high-brow, but it’s darn tasty.  The stuff you know you shouldn’t eat and regret later. But while you’re chomping, heaven does indeed seem to be a place on earth!  And where else can you eat a hotdog in front of a pig?  Or a hamburger while staring a cow in the face.  There is a circle of life and it’s at the fair!

    So, download some “Meet Me In St. Louis” and get out to the fair!  Eat something with the sweet smell of manure in the air.  Do it, if you dare!  You may even see a mare.  Ok, enough already.  Montgomery County may not be a state yet, but we sure do love our farms and support our 4-H!

    AEK

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  • 25Jul

    I’ve kvetched before about Atlanta’s paltry selection of proper coffee shops, particularly in areas I want to frequent. Since last writing, I have stopped going to Outwrite due to several encounters with phenomenally rude/incompetent staff and management, in addition to a growing impatience with searching endlessly for parking to drink expensive, crappy coffee in the name of people-watching.

    I’ve also discovered Inman Perk, a real gem in a not-quite-there mixed-use-type development on Highland Ave. The coffee’s good, as are the pastries, and there’s plenty of seating inside. Free wifi and a large library of random books to borrow add to the appeal. I even got enough stamps on my ‘frequent flier’ card to splurge on a large coffee frap, which was like a Frappacino but a bit milkier, and not quite as super-sweet. Works for me! The foot traffic outside Inman Perk is hit-or-miss…a fair number of shirtless joggers provide eye candy, and the occasional mess pouring itself out of Fritti or Parish can entertain, but Highland is no Riverwalk. On the upside, you can get your drinks to go and then sit in the nearby park, which has a manmade lake complete with frogs, koi and yuppies with puppies.

    Surprisingly, the sidewalk traffic is actually a touch more amusing at Drip, a small (somewhat unfortunately named) coffee shop in the severely under-developed planned development at Glenwood. The sidewalk seating is limited to a few metal tables and chairs which reach backside-searing temperatures in the afternoon sun, but does look out onto the development’s bocce court and surroundings, often occupied by the out-spill of surrounding bars and dubious Mexican restaurant. I’ve seen wedding photo shoots, apparent guerrilla cookouts, and various mid-day drunks arguing the rules of a game they’ve clearly never seen before. I’ve also see drab lunch-breaking yuppies yammering on crackberries, and spent time on my own laptop taking advantage of the free wifi. The coffee at Drip is good – the French press quite so – but expensive. The $2 iced tea, on the other hand, comes with free refills. The food I’ve had has been good, but also pricey – I recall an $8 or so sandwich, and a $5 pastry thingey. They also have Morelli’s ice cream, which I do know to be delicious.

    Advantage? Drip, because I can walk to it. I’d probably spend more time at Inman Perk if it was local, but its actual advantages are outweighed by my desire to not drive more than absolutely necessary. Especially when I haven’t had any coffee.

    – MAW

    Drip
    928 Garrett St SE Ste B
    Atlanta, GA, 30316-6834

    Inman Perk
    240 North Highland Ave.
    Suite H
    Atlanta, GA 30307

  • 20Jul

    On a recent trip to the Jersey Shore, I thought I had done my research, thanks to Snookie, Pauly D, the Situation, and friends, but I was caught unawares by the culinary popularity of one particular local specialty:  Pork Roll.

    An article in a local magazine tipped me off to the treat.  I soon learned that a “jersey breakfast” is a breakfast sandwich of pork roll, egg and cheese.  Since the words “pork” and “breakfast” always go well together, it didn’t take much to convince me to try this exotic new food.

    But it was lunchtime by that point.  So I headed to the boardwalk and ordered a porkroll sandwich.  I was asked whether I wanted “white” or “yellow” cheese with it (I chose white, assuming that involved fewer chemicals and less processing, but have no evidence for that theory).

    The sandwich came on a non-descript white sandwich roll with four slices of grilled, circular meat, and a melted slice of said white cheese.  The meat reminded me of Oscar Mayer bologna in its thin, perfect circularity, but the meat itself, flecked with white bits throughout, more closely resembled Spam.

    So cautiously, and slightly disdainfully, I took a bite.   The sandwich was delicious–like a souped up ham and cheese.  The meat was salty and flavorful and was perfectly balanced by the subtle melted warmth of the unidentifiable cheese.  I had to know more.

    So I went to the local Stop and Shop.  There I discovered sliced pork roll in the sandwich meat section, packaged similarly to the other sandwich meats.   Then I went to the refrigerated section and found entire logs of pork roll, in various sizes—1, 1.5, and 3 pound logs about 4 inches in diameter, wrapped in muslin cloth and then sealed in plastic.

    I picked up the 1 lb version and happily marched home.  Over dinner with several local New Jersey-ites that night, I learned more about this mysterious item.  Apparently, it’s referred to as “Taylor Ham” in North Jersey and “Pork Roll” in the South Jersey/Philly area.  My friends recalled eating it either pan-fried or grilled for breakfast, and on a sandwich of white bread and mayo for lunch.

    The next morning, I took the locals advice, and pan fried some of the newly purchased roll.  I sliced each piece, scored the edges to prevent it from curling up, and dropped it in the sizzling pan.  In the meantime, we toasted the rolls with cheese (we used yellow American singles to re-create the authentic experience), scrambled some eggs, rested them gingerly on the other side of the bread, and placed the browned meat atop the sandwich.  After our first breakfast sandwiches, we each decided we needed a second one.  That was a mistake. We spent the rest of the day digesting on the beach.

    After this anecdotal and experiential data, I was curious to find out how this product came to be.  I learned that the meat, perhaps based on an earlier product called “packed minced ham,” was first introduced by John Taylor of Trenton, New Jersey in the 1850s.  The item’s popularity was immediate and several competitors sprung up quickly.  Taylor sued one company for trademark infringement, but the courts ruled against him.  The official name is John Taylor’s Pork Roll, and the ingredients include Pork, Salt, Sugar, Spices, Lactic Acid Starter Culture and Sodium Nitrite.

    The delicacy has garnered countless admirers.  There is a facebook page dedicated to the product.  In the music world, Neil “Porkroll” Taylor fronts a band called The Porkroll Project.  And alternative rock band Ween’s 1991 album The Pod included a track entitled “Pork Roll Egg and Cheese.”

    I’ve since left the beach, and memories of the salty, meaty treat are starting to fade.  But as luck would have it, I might be able to experience this treat again.  1789’s  chef Dan Giusti recently tweeted that he “will attempt to make New Jersey’s famous Taylor’s Pork Roll….god’s work.”   Agreed, Chef, agreed.

    -LMB
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  • 17May

    Good old George Washington is well known to have loved his wine.  And so it becomes mildly appropriate to have scores of people descend on Mt. Vernon for the annual Wine Festival and Sunset Tours.  Let me first declare this a lovely event. I’m sure members of the Mount Vernon Ladies Association are secretly decrying the misuse of the Washington Estate, however, there is something very, er, historical, having hundreds of drunk people listening to music on the back porch of Mt. Vernon.  It’s almost as if the house comes to life, as it must have been during the parties and banquests of the 18th century.

    Here are two secrets I learned.  1) Get in line to be let in by 6 p.m. – when the doors open.  You’ll be able to get the best seats.  2) People stop hoarding the wine tasting area at about 8:00 – cause they’re either drunk or have decided to purchase a bottle of wine and drink on the lawn.  Also, I would definitely go with a group of people.  You are allowed to tour a candle lit Mt. Vernon, but this requires having someone to watch you picnic area, full of purchased bottles of wine and uncorked delights a plenty.  If you’re planning on attending in the future, act fast as the event sells out for all three days.

    There are only 16 wineries represented at this event.  I’ve been to many of them before so I’ll only touch on some stand outs.  I’ve written about them previously, but Narmada has a fantastic red “Midnight” worth a quick freeze and a slow sip on the veranda.  It was our bottle of choice when the lines and excess crowding became too much.  (I’ve never seen people at a winery come up to a table and ask to specifically try one unique wine and then walk away.)

    The wines of Gabriele Rausse were gross.  A malbec from Virginia?  Let the Argentines do what they do best, besides tango.  We purchased a bottle of “Symphony” from Miracle Valley Vineyards.  I love the idea of dessert wines although I never drink them – hence my collection of about 10 sitting in the wine fridge.  But this one tasted of concord grapes and is a mix of 6 wine varietals.  Pleasant.  And I swear I’ll break it out at some point!

    All in all, this was a great event.  The views are sweet, sheep are eating in the fields, the house looks historical, and the wines, along with the music, are entertaining.  The only thing missing from the experience was the smell of burning wood – a Williamsburg staple.  Perhaps, next year, we will be treated to a lovely mulled wine!

    -AEK

  • 09May

    Johnny’s Bistro on Main is a hidden Maryland gem.  Now let me warn you, there is some active engagement involved in this dining.  No singing or drawing on paper table cloths, but you will have to get up and order yourself.  And I hate that!  But I usually hate it because there is no alcohol.  Here, there is alcohol!  I must also admit the waitstaff would be more than happy to bring your order to the kitchen for you.  Which is confusing.  There is a 2 minute period where you sit and wait to see if someone will come and help you – and after those 2 minutes, you walk to the kitchen window, head down and spirit distressed.

    We ordered the potato leek soup – it tasted as if it has started as a powder mix.  Not good not bad, thank you Knorr.  I ordered The Philly – “An Italian style sub made with capacola, hard salami, pepperoni, provolone and topped with lettuce, tomato, onion, olive oil and herbs.”  I’m from Philly – we would call this a hoagie.  And it was quite delicious with a wonderful crusty bread.  And, surprisingly, the perfect amount of shoe string fries – just enough to be tasty but not too much.  My manpanion ordered the reuben – on pretzel bread!

    All in all, a wonderful lunch!  Ellicott City has the feeling of Harpers Ferry, WV – without the large river or gorgeous forest expanses.  If you are looking for an afternoon of antique watching and lunch eating, this is a place to try!

    AEK

  • 08May

    http://cheezburger.com/View/3092898816An Aussie friend passed this article on to me, and I really do think it’s an interesting concept to be debated. Basically, Sydney chef Yukako Ichikawa got sick of patrons who didn’t met her standards, particularly those involving the clean-plate club. She posted rules on her restaurant’s door, stating that patrons are required to eat everything on the plate – except a few selected garnishes (for this, I question her commitment to Sparkle Motion) – or be forced to pay extra and/or be banned from returning. She turns people away for any number of a priori violations.

    Apparently, she remains in business.

    While I certainly applaud the idea of not wasting so much food – the quantities thrown out are staggering, even outside of oversize American chains like Outback, etc. – this seems a bit too precious. What do you all think?

    -MAW

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