• 29Dec

    We were happy to try the new menu items at the DuPont location of ChiKo, a group of Chinese/Korean fusion restaurants. I can’t eat egg yolks, so brought a plus one (“C”) to try the dishes I could not. We enjoyed all the new menu items; my guest vouched for the dishes I could not try).

    C’s favorite dishes of the visit were the Umami Nosh (soft-cooked egg, salmon caviar, seaweed) and Egg Drop Hot Sour Wonton Soup, two dishes I could not try. He attacked the Chinese Style 5 Spice Donuts. When he brought home the leftover soup, his partner proclaimed it “sex in a bowl.” I asked no further questions at that point.

    My favorite dishes of the evening were the Wok Stir Fried Sea Bass (which I LOVED) ordered without the oyster mushrooms and Dry Spiced Double-Fried Chicken Wings (wonderful savory flavor and perfectly crunchy), although the latter isn’t a new dish. I attacked the Sesame Custard, which does not contain eggs and features a perfect combination of flavors and textures (coconut, caramel, almonds, basil seeds).

    The new dishes are available at all ChiKo locations. Scroll down to see the menu.

    -JAY

    Disclosure: From time to time, we are given free items, meals, or entry to events. Our words are still our own.

    Standard menu. They also have a vegetarian and a GF menu.

  • 14Oct

    We’ve written about Gwyn Novak and her cooking school (No Thyme To Cook) in MD previously. We love her! Her new book is available for pre-order on Amazon NOW and officially launches on 10/27/20.

    One lucky DCFUD reader will get a copy of the book mailed to them (US addresses only):

    We will randomly choose one entry (out of the first 100) to receive a copy of her new book, One Pot Supreme. To be entered in the contest, email your first and last name to Contest (AT) dcfud (DOT) com with the subject line “Cookbook Contest” by Wednesday October 21st at 5pm. We’ll pass the winner’s email address to Gwyn’s marketing person (who will ask you for a US mailing address).

    -JAY

  • 31May

    Nightmare fuel for people with gephyrophobia

    Nightmare fuel for people with gephyrophobia

    Good local sandwich shops are always a good find, no matter the town or the speciality. The supreme leaders of sandwich making take on a certain mythology; tales of legendary sauces on hearty breads with melty cheesesare more “HBO series” than a humble foodstuff. And people will pass on sandwich shop recommendations like a good accountant knows tax breaks. “If you’re on the way to Ocean City and need a good sub, there’s Red Door in Salisbury.” “I got lost in Delaware trying to save money on sales tax, but found Ioannoni’s in New Castle.”  Our surrounding cities have some quality choices. Ever wonder what happened to America’s once-great steel industry? There’s usually a Primanti Brothers close by in the Pittsburgh area. Baltimore’s got cheesesteaks the size of your car at Captain Harvey’s, but Chap’s Pit Beef is the place for some hot meat/bread love….though Attman’s Deli does a pretty mean corned beef. There are Annapolitans who still bemoan the loss of The Crate Cafe almost 20 years ago, known for sandwiches so tall, customers needed stepstools to eat. New York’s a sandwich-eatin’ town, and if you get lost somewhere between Tribeca and Avenue Q, Sunny and Annie’s in New York’s Alphabet City can hold its own with any of the city’s legendary sandwich places. I mean, come on, a pho sandwich?? That could make a vegan switch camps, even if only for a day.

    Note – Philadelphia is pretty much one great big sandwich shop, so it’s difficult to pick just one standard-bearer. Let’s just say it’s a magical place called GENOJIMPATCARMENSCHICKESJOHNSFINKSSONNYSREADINGTERMINALNOMNOMNOM, but that’s just the short name.

    D.C. folks can have a spirited debate between old standbys like Jetties or CF Folks or brash newcomers like Taylor Gourmet and SUNdeVICH. And, there’s a vocal group who will rightfully fight you over any foul words aimed at Arlington’s Earl’s or The Italian Store.

    What’s the key to making a legendary sandwich shop? Is it the quality of the meats used? Local ingredients to make the spreads? The bread surely must have something to do with it, but there are far too many variables to try to crack the Successful Sandwich Store Equation. Get that dude from “A Beautiful Mind” and a young Matt Damon working on the math, and they may never crack the code. So, what’s the secret?

    Potatoes.

    At least, that’s what my taste buds tell me as I head to Frederick’s a.k.a. Friscos for a well-made sandwich and one of their hot starchy delights – which sounds much dirtier than I’d like it to sound… The original Friscos used to be located near Sidwell Friends and WUSA on Wisconsin Avenue back in the 1990s, and had quite the reputation as a solid place to go for a school lunch snack or a pre-broadcasting internship cheap meal. The second, now-only, Friscos opened up in Frederick in 1997 in a much larger space. More room for diners, more room to cook, this rare wonderful thing called “parking.” The DC Friscos closed in 2001, and fifteen Starbucks opened up in that former Friscos spot.*

    * = slight exaggeration. The more accurate number is seven.

    The Frederick Friscos may not get the pub of Fred’s more famous dining options, like Volt, The Tasting Room or Firestone’s – who proudly proclaims being voted the 2nd best restaurant in Frederick! – but Friscos’ fans are a loud voting bunch. Voted #2 in Frederick by TripAdvisor (ahead of Volt!) and currently #8 on Yelp!, though rising Mediterranean newcomer Ayse might be throwing off the voting a bit.

    Still, Friscos’ is more than just a good sandwich shop. The Exploded Potatoes – the house’s version of a warm, smoky potato salad – are often offered up to customers as a free sample as they enter, a nice touch while they read the large San Francisco-themed menu. Nods to the Presidio, the Golden Gate,  Haight Ashbury are to be expected; the Russian Hill and BART references were appreciated. Beyond the fun names, though, resides some serious chow. Fresh avocado, melted brie and Bermuda onions adorn the menu, along with Virginia ham and flat iron steaks make sure meat-eaters and veggie-vores are both sated. To go with your sandwich, soup, salad or spud, they offer an assortment of soft drinks, including Frederick’s own McCutcheon sodas.

    And, if you just feel like a beer, well, they have a wine and beer shop on premises, so, they usually have something that will impress the snobbiest of beer snobs.

    The decor is a bizarre mix of Jimmy Buffett attitude and corporate park architecture. 1789 it ain’t. But that’s part of it’s charm. Maybe if Friscos had stayed in DC, it might have tried to be hipper, or trendier, or went crazy into the “foam” craze. Instead, it is what is was during the Clinton Administration – a good place to get an affordable, hearty meal. Just…40 miles more north than it used to be.

    – RAY

  • 31Jul

    As a professional chef, I don’t get the time to go out and experience my colleagues’ restaurants, as I’m usually too busy working at my own.  A few weeks ago, I finally got the chance to check out Bryan Voltaggio’s signature restaurant Volt in Frederick, Maryland.  Ever since his turn on Top Chef, it has been very difficult to get a seat in his place, especially in the chef’s kitchen, where my wife decided we should be to celebrate my birthday.  What follows is a brief trip through the tasting menu that we had, and some commentary on the various dishes.  Throught the meal, Voltaggio integrated his farm-to-table philosophy with some of the molecular gastronomy tricks he picked up during his stint on Top Chef (mostly from his brother Michael).

    Bryan Voltaggio

    Bryan Voltaggio at work in his kitchen

    When we first were seated, my wife and I each ordered a cocktail (hey, what’s worth doing is worth doing right).  She ordered the Greenbrier (smooth ambler gin, cucumber, mint, lime and lavender), and I bypassed my usual Manhattan for the Gingered Blossom (Hangar One mandarin vodka, lemon juice, cranberry and ginger).  Both cocktails were the perfect remedy to the 185 degree furnace outside, and were a little too smooth and drinkable.  I was seriously about to order another one, when the circus began.

    We were presented with two potential tasting menus – one that focused on proteins, and one that focused on fresh, seasonal, locally grown vegetables.  Both of us opted for the protein menu, but the vegetable menu certainly looked appetizing.  I’ll try that the next time I’m up in town.  Before our courses started, the evil geniuses in the kitchen decided to send some canapés to the table.  The first canapé was a black pepper and pineapple lollipop (frozen with liquid nitrogen), served with a marshmallow and some balsamic vinegar.  While this does not sound like anything I would ever put together, it all worked very well, and was the perfect opening.

    Trio of canapés

    Trio of canapés

    The next plate that came out had three different canapés.  They were (left to right), an “oyster” that was actually made of salsify, gazpacho “dippin’ dots” topped with a lobster ceviche salad, and a celeriac macaron with foie gras mousse (best canapé ever, by the way).  All this was great, and everything paired together fairly well.  There was a big plume of “smoke” from the liquid nitrogen tank in the kitchen, and we started chatting with the people at the table next to us.  Then the fun really began when the waiter arrived with our first course.

     

    Our first course was a sashimi of Fluke served with cucumber flowers, yellow doll watermelon, radish, ginger and garlic scapes.  Very light, fresh, acidic and it paired perfectly with the non-vintage Murai family Sugidama sake.  More restaurants should have dishes like this.

    Buckwheat Gnocchetti

    Buckwheat Gnocchetti

    The second course was a bowl of buckwheat gnocchetti, served with house-smoked bacon, foraged herbs and flowers, and porcini and morel mushrooms.  This was easily one of my two favorite courses.   It was rustic and simple, but very flavorful (I also love wild mushrooms).  Wine pairing: 2008 Domaine Antonin Guyon, Pinot Noir from Savigny Les Beaune in Burgundy, France.

     

    Third course was a mixture of fisherman’s daughter shrimp, served with almond milk “tapioca pearls” (again with that molecular gastronomy), oysters, and a parsley air.  This was the wife’s favorite dish.  Then again, she’s always been a sucker for seafood.  Wine pairing: 2009 Fleuron Chardonnay from the Alexander Valley in California (very well done, and not oaked to death like other California Chards).

    After this came a sous-vide squab with caramelized walla walla onion, collard greens, and groats served in a procini mushroom broth.  This was my other favorite dish.  Everything seemed perfectly paired.  This dish was paired with a 2007 Fonterutoli Sangiovese Chianti Classico from Tuscany, Italy.  It brought back fond memories from my own trip there a couple years ago.

    Pineland Farms New York Strip

    Pineland Farms New York Strip

    For the fifth course, we had pineland farms New York strip with morel mushrooms, garlic scapes, creamed spinach Yukon Gold Potato Puree and fava beans.  No, it did not go with a nice Chianti, it went with a 2007 Emilio Moro tempranillo from Ribera del Duero in Spain.

    A blood orange, fennel, and dark chocolate sorbetto course came out for me since it was my birthday, and it was quite good, but I didn’t realize that wasn’t the dessert course.  The actual dessert course was a demonstration of the various textures of chocolate, which consisted of ganache, chocolate caramel, pistachios, and raw organic cocoa.  This was paired with a 2004 late bottle vintage Ramos Pinto port, which was quite sublime, and it went very well with the richness of the chocolate.

    Overall, one of the best dinners I’ve had in the D.C. area.  Someone better call the postal authorities, though, because I have a feeling I’ll need my own ZIP code soon.  Generally speaking, I’ve found a lot of the places in DC to be pretty overrated, and while they have good food overall, they’re not really worth they hype.  This restaurant did a fantastic job, and the service was impeccable (although I was a bit put off that brown Chuck Taylors are part of the uniform for all non-kitchen staff).  I will definitely go back again, because all things considered, the price tag on this meal was much cheaper than I thought it would be.  Well done, Mr. Voltaggio, I may even try the vegetable menu next time.

    -YDB (Yaneev)

  • 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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