Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Shopping Alibi?

Hey ladies, check out this hot lil' number happening this week at Alibi at the Liberty Hotel:
What: Boston's hottest collections from Stil, Gretta Luxe, Portabello Road and more at up to 50-70% off retail
When: Tomorrow 11-8pm & Friday 11-4pm

Ooh, la, la shopping and drinks...quoting my auntie "I love drunk purchases"...

To reiterate it is 50-70% off!! check it out.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Raging Bull

Honestly, I LOVE Toro - I just do. I don't care who owns it, or how hard it is to get a table, or what order my food comes (as long as it comes), I just genuinely enjoy the place.

Recently, we went for a light dinner. We weren't starved, but wanted something good in a cozy place - it's perfect for that. The wait was about 45 minutes, so we grabbed some wine and loitered at the bar. About 20 minutes later, the host asked if we'd like to sit at the communal table. In the middle. Across from each other.

Alright, we were fine with that. Just settled up at the bar and squeezed our way in. Time passes...no server. It's busy, whatev, sip your wine. More time passes...no server. I flag the host and he is apologetic (sorta) and brings a woman over who immediately says "I'm not your server, but I can start on some tapas for you..." Fine, I tell her the order....ask for water...STILL NO SIGN OF OUR SERVER. I'm like "am I crazy for thinking she should come over here?" We start getting tapas, they lose one in the shuffle, have to flag her for more water and wine, I leave her a sh*t tip (15%).


Bottom line - will continue to go for the food. (period)

Any other experiences like that? I feel like I'm not alone...this is Toro Lovers Anonymous.

V-day full of love (and food)

Ah, Valentines Day...words that come to mind are: red, hearts, romance, chocolate, amateur night. No, not your stripping debut, but your neighbors at the next table! It's like the EXACT people for whom the holiday is precious are those that cram into the deuce next to you purring and clinking glasses.


I'm not into that - nor am I into gifts of red lingerie (in February) or heart shaped boxes of chocolate or single red roses encased in plastic. Snobby? Maybe, but I prefer to have my honey at home and then treat ourselves to a fantastic meal several days post-V-day.


So, this year on 2/16 C and I bundled ourselves up and out to local fave, No. 9 Park. It's always exciting to go there. You pull up (or walk up if it's not f-ing freezing) to this non-descript little door in this quiet area of Boston, basking in the glow of the state house. It's immediatly warm and vibrant inside, lots of ambient noise of drinking and dining and laughter. We soaked up the chatter for a half hour or so as we were early for our reservation and sampled some of their famous cocktails - a pear martini for me (can't resist Belle de Brillet) and a bourbon spritzer type thing for C.


Promptly on time, the hostess seated us at a lovely window table. It is the EXACT table at which I've sat the two other times I've been here - uncanny. Anyway, we perused the menu and made our selections - I've outlined the choices below:

Nantucket Bay Scallops - sweet potato dumplings and melted vidalia onion

Prune stuffed Gnocchi - seared fois gras in a vin santo buerre blanc sauce

Roasted Pouissin (two ways) - confit and sliced over carrot puree with escargot

Sliced Rib-eye with potato galette and Swiss chard


We generally share everything, so we end up with two small courses and an entree. On this particular occasion, the ever-generous Jessica Kinney granted us a lovely amuse bouche and mid-course that were absolutely lovely (tuna tartar and comte risotto).


Check it out for yourself, just don't go on Valentines Day!

They call me Mellow Yellow

When I was little, yellow was my absolute favorite color. I elected to get an entire bedroom set in yellow when I was 6. Who lets their kid pick out Ethan Allen furniture and then agree to the color? My lovely parents. It was a canopy to boot - tres cool.

Anyway, I have retained that sense of joy when I see yellow popping up on runways and on shelves and people at the mall. It is such a happy color and makes you look tan - what's better than happy and tan?

Anyway, my lust after collection has to be from Ms Tory Burch...I want all of her yellow tops! They actually inspired me to break out this ruffled/layered yellow tank I have and pair it with some wide-leg gray pants. C thinks I'm predictable because I gravitate towards all things yellow these days...last year it was orange.

Another great yellow collection is from JCrew which I have been increasingly impressed with...thier yellow is much more green infused, like a grassy chartreuse-y yellow. Love, love, love the satin, button-up skirt. It will be mine...

My advice: buy up all the yellow you can get.

Top Flavor Pairings of '08

Not to be so "list-y" but I thought that this was an interesting little tid-bit. Look out for these combo's at a restaurant near you!
1 oregano and heirloom beans
2 vanilla bean and cardamom
3 chili and cocoa
4 coriander and coconut water
5 lemon grass and litchi
6 red curry and masa
7 orange peel and natural wood
8 allspice and exotic meats
9 poppy seed and rose
10 sage and rye whiskey

Source: McCormick via OnlineMediaDaily.com

Personally, I think some of them sound horrible (who eats wood?) but am intrigued... thoughts?

Monday, January 28, 2008

where did I go?

Just so you all know, I am still alive and have TONS of posts...I just haven't had a second these past few weeks to log in and write them. I owe you the following:
2008 flavor pairings
Sage samples
Maine local fave Rod'n'Reel Cafe
Chicago's award winning NAHA
And many more....

Stay tuned!

-CE

Friday, January 11, 2008

Union Reunion

It's been a while since we ended up at Union Bar and Grille on Washington Street, so we went last night for C's 28th birthday. We have always liked it there - from the beginning of our relationship (and their opening). On a side note, pretty much every single time I've been there, I've been sick...what gives?

Anyway, we sat down and nearly immediatly had their a-MA-zing cornbread. I would forgo an appetizer because of that corn bread. No, seriously...but I didn't. We decided to share the tuna tartar to start, which they nicely split for us on two petite plates. The tuna was quite different with tastes like smoked salt and a spicy lemon juice. There was minced ginger and garlic and chives, oh my. Topped with (very cute) fingerling potato chips. I honestly was not a huge fan and I absolutely love tuna tartar. Maybe it was the lemon-y ness that threw me off (who has ever heard of spicy lemon?) but it wasn't my favorite.

Our next course arrived before our silverware did (more on that to come) but they were worth the wait. We both enjoyed our entrees - I had the roast lamb and C had the smoked duck breast. There were 4 lamb ribs served with a Jerusalem artichoke and potato gratin, wilted kale, and a mission fig jus. Lovely - I found there was quite a bit extra jus for my taste, though I enjoyed it. C's meal was much different - smoky duck, topped with smoked salt, over an apple chutney and what I've dubbed "spinach and semolina not-so-gnocchi" cakes. He liked it and to me his duck looked perfectly cooked and very nicely presented. The "not-so-gnocchi" cakes were different, albeit misleading, but I'm not sure why they are the way they are...creative differences I guess!

We rounded out the evening with a warm apple crisp with fresh cream and caramel, a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream on the side. Simple, sweet, good.

Our service was good, mostly. Our food runner cleared all of our app plates and silverware except my knife. Which was used. By me. She also left if in the place of my fork...another odd point. That didn't totally bother me except that she never came back with NEW forks and knives...so, she then held our food for a minute while someone else had to come and mise-en-place us. It was interesting.

Our water was always full, though no one poured our wine for us. Could be "new american" in service, but I like someone to be attentive to an empty glass.

And, an annoying part for me was there was no candle for C. I get it, he's 28, he doesn't necessitate a candle. He's not whining or stomping his feet on the floor, he orders a "big boy meal", but why did the woman offer one on the phone when I made the reservation? I mean, don't giveth if thou will taketh away! Or forget! Just one of those things that annoys me and should be such a simple, nice gesture but is so often overlooked.

I don't want this review to end on a negative note, so I will tell you that I will go back to Union. I might wait until I am not sick though...if that is even possible!