Sunday, February 26, 2012
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Weekend Plans: Sublime Ale House
The busy continues at Casa Meandering Eats and, this time, it isn't about applications. We're going an amazing trip. I've tweeted about it, but if you haven't seen the tweets, then stay tuned for a surprise. I will definitely do a photo post on the road and I really hope I can do at least one written post, because my destination is one hell of an inspiration.
I'm leaving as fall sets in. It's time for hearty meals and San Diego Beer Week is upon us. I'm incredibly sad to miss a lot of the festivities, but I had my own fabulous beer + food experience recently and I highly recommend it as a place to put on your must-visit list. If not during Beer Week, then a weekend dinner with friends, perhaps?
Monday, July 18, 2011
My Return, Cont'd: Yu Me Ya Hillcrest
We stayed until the zoo closed, then looked for a late dinner. After some debate, we settled on trying Yu Me Ya Sake House in Hillcrest. We had a lovely dinner and that was further evidenced by the fact that, a week later, Dan suggested we return. That's an endorsement if I've ever heard one, since he usually has to be cajoled into trying new restaurants and usually requires a couple of visits before he warms up to it enough to add it to the rotation.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Foodbuzz 24x24: Stay Classy, San Diego
Friday, April 15, 2011
Lucky to Live in San Diego
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Ocean Beach Pier |
Aaaand... you're trying to reach into your computer screen and slap me. Leave?, you snap. What is wrong with you? Beaches, temperate weather, beautiful coastline. The food scene's getting better and better and the beer is world-class. So world-class that our craft brews show up in cupcakes. Year-round fresh produce. The privilege of spending November weekends laying out on the beach.
Leave, you huff. Pfffft. Screw you, lady.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
PubCakes and Treehouse Coffee
So, I walked away for a little bit and took my time on this post. Lest you think I wasn't enthusiastic about it, it's actually that I'm too crazy about it. The pictures took nearly a week to put together. The writing needed to be good and, at the time, I knew the it wasn't where I wanted it to be.
It's a post about new beginning, of partnership, and of deliciousness. I wanted it to be Meandering Eats' first post. Without further ado... let's talk about three of my favorite things: cupcakes, beer, and coffee.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Seattle So Far...
From the ferry to Bainbridge Island:
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
AleSmith Lunch at Farmhouse Cafe
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Wine Vault & Bistro: St. Paddy's Dinner
Ah, yet another meeting of one of my favorite restaurants with one of my favorite boozemakers. Of course, I can't go because I'll be at MCAT class. Yes, woe is me. Wine Vault & Bistro is pairing up with Stone Brewery (signature gargoyle above) for their St. Patrick's Dinner. Apparently, owner Greg Koch has given Wine Vault some awesome limited brews and beermaker Jeremy Moynier is hosting the dinner. March 17, 6:30pm, $39.50/person.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Samuel Adams Utopias Dinner at Urban Solace
Monday, July 21, 2008
Stone Brewing World Bistro & Garden
I write a lot of restaurant reviews on AoaAF and my take on reviewing is to keep it honest and as positive as possible. If it's good, praise it, and if it's bad... well, I try not to be too mean. Sometimes, though, there's an experience that really tests my profanity vocabulary (which is not small... and yes, it stays in my head) and I want to be diplomatic, but still convey my dissatisfaction with the experience.
Stone Brewing's World Bistro & Garden, I'm sad to say, was one of those experiences. I'll start with the positives:
The beer- Good beer and a huge selection.
The setting- The garden is lovely and there are wooden patio sets scattered throughout. We were lucky to find an empty one, but could only enjoy it for 10 minutes before they paged us for our reservation.I'll pause here to say that if we had simply ordered beers and brought them out to the garden, it would have been fantastic. Idyllic, beautiful, and temperate. I'd have nothing to complain about.
The negatives:
The food- The menu touts their commitment to sustainable, organic, and local eating. That's great. I applaud any establishment that commits to serving whatever grows around here. I will happily pay the oft-higher prices that comes with artisanal and/or organic food from small businesses.
However, I must say that, no matter where ingredients are sourced from, they must be prepared properly. By properly, I mean the dishes should be edible. Let's start with the onion rings.They're beer-battered in Arrogant Bastard Ale and described as "tempura-style". For one thing, panko crumbs make tempura flaky and tender, which these rings weren't. The other thing is that there is a difference between crispy and hard. These were fried for so long that they were indestructible. It's a shame, because the batter was tasty and the Stone Smoked Porter BBQ sauce was decent.
Burgers came overdone and dried out, but the chicken schnitzel was the evening's winner. The schnitzel was well-prepared and delicious. Another friend ordered the spicy beef and broccoli stir-fry, which was all spice and no flavor.
Last, we come to my mac 'n beer cheese. It was a very flavorful dish and I loved the sausage, the sun-dried tomatoes, and the crusty bread crumbs on top. They didn't divulge the cheeses used, but whatever it was, it separated into fat and curds. Fontina, perhaps? My dish looks great in the picture, but what wasn't captured was the centimeter-deep puddle of oil at the bottom.The service- After they paged us, they made us wait 15 minutes. Why? Because the runner forgot to prepare a table. Nevermind that the restaurant was almost empty and "preparing" a table meant grabbing menus and leading us to it. Another half hour passed before our server showed up. It took a long time to take orders, bring our drinks, bring the food, etc. Our server seemed harried and overworked, yet there were lots of other bussers and servers who were milling around chatting with each other. Let us reflect again that the restaurant was almost empty. The general impression we received was that we should feel lucky to be let in.
Wow.
My friend asked to speak to a manager about the service and the response was, "I'm sorry you feel that way."
Well, if there's a next time, I'm going to stake out a seat in the garden, order a beer and an appetizer, and enjoy the view.
Stone Brewing World Bistro & Gardens
1999 Citracado Parkway
Escondido, CA 92029
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Hamilton's Tavern & Cafe, Heaven Sent Desserts
I inched closer to 30.
So... I drank beer.
That's the way to ring in another year of existence. I don't feel old, but I didn't feel like making a big deal out of my birthday, either. M.T. and M.S. met us for dinner and beers at Hamilton's Tavern and Cafe. Later, J.T. joined us for dessert at Heaven Sent Desserts.
Hamilton's is a fun pub in South Park. Great selection of beers and they recently opened the cafe next door. We had brats and grilled cheese sandwiches. I enjoyed the "farmer in the dell" grilled cheese, which had manchego, chard, and onion jam. Yum.
For dessert, we headed to Heaven Sent Desserts in North Park. I heard they've had a new pastry chef for a while, so it was a good time to visit.
As always, the interior was lovely. The pastries are looking fabulous. Not in a mood for cake, I indulged in a chocolate-banana malted parfait. Chocolate pudding, bananas, malted cookie crumbs, and whipped cream layered in a tall glass. Note to Heaven Sent: a shorter, wider glass would probably work better, even though presentation might not be so impressive. I was given a longer spoon, but I was practically spelunking into the depths of the dessert.
Anyway, delicious overall and great combination of flavors. Just like the Whoppers on top, this dessert satisfies.
Hamilton's Tavern and Cafe
1521 30th St.
San Diego, CA 92102
Heaven Sent Desserts
3001 University Ave.
San Diego, CA 92104
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Philadelphia: Monk's Cafe, Revisited
Friday, April 4, 2008
Eating at Home
After a whirlwind eating week that began with Costa Brava and ended with Bouchon, D. and I needed to recover both our bellies and our wallets. Plus, I'm coming to the end of two weeks of absolute insanity at work. Deadlines are crazy and, like a line cook, I've had compound after compound come off the pipeline. With long workdays come quick meals. Many, many thanks to D. for having hot meals waiting for me when I arrive home.
One of our favorite quick meals is an utter bastardization of both French flavors and Mexican snacks. It's a quesadilla filled with Gruyeres, onions, and ham. Alsatian-inspired flavors on a tortilla. I know, somewhere, someone is laughing their ass off. However, it tastes very good.
D. also picked up a loaf of rustic country bread from Bread on Market, which was excellent dipped in Pasolivo's Meyer lemon olive oil mixed with a dollop of the black button sage honey. This works really well with any sort of citrus olive oil.
Favorite at-home dessert these past two weeks? Stout floats. Inspired by both the Stone Porter Shake at Ritual Tavern and Karl Strauss' Oatmeal Stout Float (no dessert menu on the website, but it's mentioned on the Oatmeal Stout's blurb), I decided that we should have beer with our ice cream. We picked up a few cans of Young's Double Chocolate Stout and poured it over scoops of good vanilla bean ice cream. I suggest buying good ice cream, because you'll want a strong vanilla flavor with a rich creamy background to contrast the beer. Otherwise, you're drinking bread out of a cup with bland ice cream on top.
I'm not working this weekend and I hope there will be a baking project. Also, I'll be meeting some of my fellow San Diego Chowhounds at my first Chowdown! Next week's posts look promising, so stay tuned.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Ritual Tavern
It was a rainy Thursday night last week and the gang met up here in lieu of watching Thursday night TV. Writers' strike means more good eating. Ritual Tavern's fairly new to North Park and it's very close to the house. The restaurant is essentially a classy pub. Warm and rustic interior belies the rather plain and uninviting exterior. There's an exterior view to the kitchen, making it look almost like a pizza place.
I'd have to say that I was "whelmed" by the experience here. Not overwhelmed, not underwhelmed, but just... whelmed. Anyhoo, they very kindly sat T. down when he was the first of 6 to arrive, which is rare for restaurants. We all had beers and it was a very homey, but loud, atmosphere. I started with the Stone Porter Shake, which was the best part of this visit.
Creamy and nicely balanced between beer and vanilla ice cream, this drink is a must-have.
On their specials menu were black mussels from Carlsbad Aquafarms. Cooked in the classic white wine sauce, the mussels were fresh and fantastic. The sauce, however, was boring as fuck. It was white wine, shallots (or maybe onions), and garlic. The shallots and garlic are cooked down and white wine added to the resulting liquid. The wine broth is used to cook the mussels, adding their juices, and voila! Sauce. Zzzzz...
In Philly, Monk's Cafe did the same dish with much better results. Fennel, spices... anything would have given this sauce some personality. Oh, well... same type of rustic tavern with great beers, but much better food at Monk's.
Served with the "must" of moules, crusty artisanal bread. If the sauce ain't good, the bread serves no purpose. The great quality mussels really saved the dish.
T. and R. had better luck with the gumbo, which R. said was spicy and flavorful. Sadly, no pictures, but it was a pretty dish.
D. wasn't a fan of his Niman Ranch burger. He said the meat was too bland and the "artisan buns" too hard for a burger. Their in-house ketchup was really acidic with onion almost dominating the tomato flavor. Ironically, what would have made a difference would have been sugar or corn syrup, like a commercial ketchup, because sweetness would have balanced out the other flavors.
He also had the bread pudding for dessert.
The house bourbon sauce was good, but the pudding itself was a dense and dry clump with an overpowering amount of cinnamon.
Service was rather slow, but they did let us stay for three hours, so they deserve major props for that. We were pleasantly surprised to hear that our first round of drinks fell within happy hour. I'd go again for the beers, that shake, and the atmosphere, but dinner? Eh, maybe.











