Highlight #124: Salted caramel ice cream - Creamery: Bi-Rite

I've been hooked on salted caramel ice cream ever since that first fateful lick at Berthillon in Paris. Unfortunately, the flavor is hard to come by state side. And even when found, most only disappointed. There is, however, one exception. Bi-Rite in San Fran makes a version that satisfies every craving. My finding bi-rite was all thanks to our good friend Ali, who offered us a wonderful tube of the salted caramel from his fridge a few years ago.

This new years day, the streets were quite in SOMA with most shops closed. But Bi-Rite on the 18th was buzzing with lots patrons.

Most had a hard time deciding what to get. I, on the other hard, already had my mind set on the salted caramel with a rum and raisin supplement. After one bite, I regret ed getting the rum and raisin, not because it wasn't good, but because the salted caramel was soooo good. Lightly salty like the sea at first, the salty sensation rapidly folded into rich buttery caramel as the ice cream melted on the tongue. It was an experience hard to resist repeating over and over again.

Bi-Rite Creamery
3692 18th Street (@ Dolores)
San Francisco CA 94110

Highlight #123: Kuro ramen - Restaurant: Maru Ichi (Cali)

On the way down to Monterey from San Fran, we stopped near San Jose to have dinner with some friends. Lucky for us, right in the same complex as the Ranch 99 where we all met up is Maru Ichi, a ramen shop that pulls their own ramen and serves a pretty unique version of broth.

Of course I had to try the specialty of the house, the kuro (black) ramen. According to the menu, the deep color of the broth comes from a liberal use of browned garlic. It's still puzzling to me how browned garlic can impart such blackness without some coloring, but none of that mattered when I had a sip of the broth. Deep and dark, the intensely savory broth warmed all the way down to the stomach and left behind a hint of sweetness from caramelized garlic. If you love roasted garlic thickly spread on bread, this is the ramen for you.

The housemade ramen noodle held its integrity better than the store version, which tends to turn a bit mushy after some soaking. The pork belly slices were gently cooked and thinly sliced to show off the pearly fat. My favorite was the half egg, one of the things I judge a ramen shop by. This one was properly prepared to preserve a slightly liquidy center like that of a cherry-centered chocolate if you know what I mean. Boiled eggs can be so lovely without the grey ring that often appear when overcooked.

Apparently this Milpitas spot also has a sister place in Mountain View, where the ramen pulling can actually be seen behind a window. Since I come to these parts for work pretty often, maybe I'll check it out the next time.

Highlight #122: Breakfasts in Monterey/Carmel

After a few very exhausting weeks at work, J and I decided that it would be a nice change of pace to spend some time in the bay area. For him, that meant first spending three days racing formula type cars at 100 plus miles at Leguna Seca. My circulation does quite need that intense a wake up call. Instead, I opted for exploring the beautiful central valley vineyards and warm up my blood with fermented grape juice.

To set up my stomach for the wines to come, I started each morning with a hearty breakfast. That meant Katy's Place on the first day in Carmel, where it consistently takes the honor for best breakfast.

Situated in a stylish cottage in the middle of town, Katy's exemplifies the charm of Carmel. Neat, quaint, and comfortable in an upscale sort of way, the cozy place drew lots of patrons at eight on a weekend morning.

Of course people didn't come just for the cheerful space, the breakfasts were as awesome as advertised. I was in the mood for something salty and couldn't resist the corned beef hash, a dish I haven't really eaten since my college days in Pittsburgh. Katy's hash was nothing like the mushy ground pink/brown stuff I had at Eat n' Park ten years ago. The serving ware sized dish held what looked like pounds of chunky beef neatly diced into quarter inch cubes and hashified with mushrooms, little bits of soft potatoes, and, dare I say it, glistening bacon nibs. With two perfectly runny over easy eggs on top, this was the epitome of breakfast comfort. My fruit cup on the side was piled high with plump and firm blue berries, black berries, and raspberries. This was diner experience at its most elegant. After this huge meal, I was set for a whole day of wine tasting without any problem.

The next day found me going to another fan favorite in the nearby Monterey, a much less chi-chi neighborhood compared to Carmel. The Old Monterey Cafe's decor spoke of its down to earth character. On every table, there was a dish of salsa, foretelling a menu heavy on south of the border favorites.

But I was not in the mood for salty this day, instead took the hostess's recommendation and got the buckwheat pancakes. Even my short stack filled the entire dinner style plate. Despite the hefty size, the pancakes were fluffy yet pleasantly resilient. A fork loaded with a bit of pancake, a
chunk of sausage, and quickly dipped in syrup was the definition of a perfect bite.

Stay tuned for much more food to come.

Highlight #121: Birthday at Craft

Girlfriend J had a big birthday this year and, with all her advanced planning, she had forgotten to set something in motion on the day of her actual birthday! So to make things right, I promised to meet her for dinner with husband in tow straight from the airport after a two day work trip. Being in love with the head judge of Top chef, girlfriend J settled on the new Craft for her big day.

Walking in, the intimacy of the interior immediately warmed me up from the drizzly weather outside. Husband J and I had one of our first pre-date meals at Craft New York, so this brought back fond memories.

I have no idea why some of my photos are missing from this evening, but we actually started the night with a good platter of oysters and enjoyed slurping the cool and briny flesh out of the shell. It's so wonderful to have these things that taste like the ocean in a mouthful in the cold winter months. The lovely 1998 Pol Roger Brut Chardonnay supplied some vigorously refreshing bubbles to send the oysters down in style.

What you see above are girlfriend J's delicate scallops. Uncomplicated and well seasoned, the scallop satisfied and comforted. Although I am still not sure about paying almost ten dollars for a single scallop. I guess four years away from New York has made me more resistant to such price scale.

I almost always order sweetbread when it's on the menu. Craft's version is less disguised with breading than most other places. The creamy whiteness of this protein foretold a soft and supple center. This was a large appetizer portion at less than half of the price of the scallop, which considering its richness, was quite economical. :)

The husband was in the mood for duck and it came out beautifully arranged in the largest shinny copper coated pan. Cooked quite precisely from medium to medium rare, its decadence was further enhanced by the ample duck confit underneath. In my book, anything with duck confit is good. Others seemed to agree.

The mixed mushrooms side was, in many ways, the best dish of the night. Embodying the simplicity that unifies the menu, the array of mushroom varieties were pan fried in plenty of sizzling butter and came to the table still sizzling. Salty and fragrant, my favorite was the meaty hen of the woods.

Girlfriend J smiled big with her chocolate thing. Like me, she really enjoys every birthday. Turning a year older just does seem bad at all when one is having a good time in life.

We also asked for the apple pie, because, well, I can't live without some ice cream. The ice cream didn't disappoint and had a wonderful mouth feel. The apple pie looked adorable in its own shinny pan and tasted just like butter, of which it is saturated in a good way. :)

Just before our bill came the cookies, which is always a nice touch in my book. After all, we all need something to ease the shock, especial when one realizes that the restaurant practice of doubling retail wine prices also applies to the bottle of champagne husband picked out (not so shocking when the wine is supermarket price, but much more so when it's a few rungs up...) Then again having a great birthday is really priceless. :)

Craft
The Masion on Peachtree
404-995-7580

Highlight 120: Group eating - Restaurant: Ray's on the River

J threw a holiday party for the company at Ray's On the River this year. Normally, I am not a big fan of dinner party food as it's almost always overcooked and often look old from early preparation. But Ray's proved me wrong on this point. Maybe it's because the choices were rather simple, roasted chicken, which can wait, prime rib, which was held at a perfect tenderness, and salmon fillets that took the longest, but were baked to order. All were preceded by a salad that was satisfyingly large and very fresh.

I asked for the prime rib and was startled by the humongous portion. I had so much leftover, I took only the meat home and it still weighed a pound!

I followed the heavy main with the lighter mousse cake (the other option being the cheesecake). I can't say that it blew my socks off, but it was fluffy and pleasant, which was exactly what I needed.

During dessert, the employees took part in a white elephant gift exchange that saw a nice bottle of bourbon make the rounds across the room. J used the money that would have gone into a corporate gift for him for a good and large bottle of champagne to open when the economy comes back. It may take quite a long time, but a wonderful thought nonetheless. It was nice to see people enjoy themselves again this time of the year.

Ray's on the River
6700 Powers Ferry Rd.
Sandy Springs, GA 30339
770-955-1187

Highlight 119: Not the original but definitely "the taco" of the month - Restaurant: The Original El Taco

Once I got over the awkward name that says the original "the taco," I loved everything about the place. The cheerful and laid back atmosphere was exactly what we needed to counter the depressing state of the economy. Cannot resist the calling of the pork belly on the menu I was delighted receive such a big gorgeously charred piece in my soft tortilla. Caramelized and sticky, it was perfection in such a simply way. The fried chicken taco benefited tremendously from the mayo and lime flavored Mexican corn. I had always loved this stuff from the former Sala and was not disappointed to see the tradition continued in the same space. In fact, I even got a nice side of it for extra effect. At three dollars and change for a taco, this was more expensive than Buford highway, but for the proximity and jolly surroundings, I was happy to surrender to the single digit price inflation.

The Original El Taco
1186 N. Highland Avenue NE
Atlanta, Georgia 30306
404.873.4656

Highlight #118: This pasta makes music - Restaurant: La Pietra Cucina

It might not have been wise to follow the yearly turkey coma with a big pasta meal, but I never did promise to be wise. :) The day after big bird feast, Gene of Eat Drink Man, his lovely bride-to-be, and a few other great friends came over to our place for holiday drinks and more turkey-centric snacks (I made a turkey frittata and a mushroom turkey spread). After a few hours of friendly chats, we headed out for more substantial eats at the fairly new La Pietra Cucina.

As many had already commented, the space is pretty weird because guests have to walk through an entirely empty dining room to get to the private dining space in the back. Perhaps having a hostess at the big dinning room door would have helped, but no one was there to direct traffic.

We forgot about that very quickly when the food started to hit the table. Gene asked for the octopus to start and it was fantastic. Not at all chewy, the tender pieces blended superbly with the simple but bright tomato broth that also drenched some very plump couscous.

When our server recited "wild boar ragu" as a special on a pasta, I was sold. Then he said that the pasta was cut from a pasta guitar, and I got super excited. Check out the thickness of that ragu! So loaded with cooked down wild boar, the ragu was the most fitting wintry night comfort food. And the uniquely cut pasta lived up to my very high expectations in its perfect al dente state and lingered on the palate with a slight sweetness. (I don't know if others notice this, but really good doughy things give off a very slight sweetness as an aftertaste because of the heavy starch content). I loved this dish!

Ever since those incredible beignets from Shaun's a couple of years ago, I have been hooked on these things. LPC's version was more cakey and less fried doughy than Shaun's. In that respect, it wasn't quite my favorite. But the very thin slivers of candied orange peels certainly upped the interest quotient.

I forgot what this was called, but it was essentially hot chocolate batter cooked until it was slightly underdone and still very moist. It's hard not to like something like that, but it's a little more simplistic than what I would have liked.

If you haven't given this place a try, you really should. In the pasta area, it's almost like eating at Babbo without the painful reservation (where I believe the Chef had once cooked). Now that's something. :)

La Pietra Cucina
1545 Peachtree St. Ste 101
Atlanta, Ga 30309
404-888-8709

Highlight #117: Sometimes less change is the way to go - Restaurant: Woodfire Grill

And that certainly holds true for Woodfire Grill, where chef Gillespie is carrying on the farm to table legacy of chef Tuohy without missing a beat. The dinning room has changed a little. New table clothes covered up the tables and the walls seemed a little brighter. But overall the feel of the place is still the same. It's cozy and full of warmth, which seemed to radiate from the wood fired grill smack in the center of the room.

Since I am no critic, I have no problem letting you know that this meal was kindly served to us free of charge. But at $38 for a tasting that included three courses (four if you count the extra middle course) of pristine ingredients, a romantic dinner here isn't really out of reach.


We began with a piece of pan fried Georgia mountain trout. The skin sizzled ever so slightly at the table and was my favorite part, boasting plenty of crispiness. My friend J loved the greens that cut through the natural oils of the trout with its tempered bitterness.


Before our main, the chef sent out a few fried oysters for us to try. And they were fantastic. Hot and crunchy, the seasoned batter gave way to juicy innards of natural brininess. They confirmed my new found love for this preparation of oysters that have taken roots in my heart since those earlier bites at Legal Seafood (a few posts back).

My main came out revealing pretty deep pink slices of medium rare duck on a puree of butternut squash. The duck breast was obviously treated with respect in expert hands as none were the least bit tough. The only thing shy of perfection was the level of salt. A heavier hand would have really set it off against the sweetness of the puree.

My friend J receive the fillet. Just like the duck, it was cooked to the right temperature, but was just short of enough salt. Maybe we were both in the mood for something jazzed up with the white stuff. :)

For dessert, I was presented with some sculpted carrot cake that, despite the modern shape, was comfortingly old school. I also got plenty of homemade ice cream with enough butterfat to keep me scooping.

J received a sort of warm pineapple cake with the most adorable mushroom like toasted marshmallow sitting on top a piece of candied sweet potato. For a cold night the warm cake was nice and soothing, but I enjoyed the cream cheese icing of the carrot cake more and three scoops of ice cream is better than one any day. :)

All in all, while the chef may have change at Woodfire Grill, the fresh and clean flavored food stayed in the warm and toasty space.

Woodfire Grill
1782 Cheshire Bridge Road
Atlanta, GA 30324
404-347-9055

Highlight #116: Getting in the mood - Bakery: Breadwinner

I have always known about this local bakery called Breadwinner, but have never got around to make a trip there. Lucky for me, some mystery vendor for the firm delivered a loaf of pumpkin bread to the office just in time for Thanksgiving. Let me tell you, this loaf was great. Dense and incredibly moist from loads of butter (holiday calories don't count :)), the pumpkin flavor ran deep. What really got me was a lingering smoked sweet spice flavor that made me all toasty and warm inside.

I no longer roast turkey on Thanksgiving day, so to scratch my roasting itch, I roasted a salt and pepper chicken this past Sunday. It's amazing how delicious just salt and pepper can make a chicken. The key is simply to do both a bit more aggressively than you'd think necessary. And if possible, to let the coated chicken sit in the fridge for a day or so a la the Zuni cookbook. It does wonders.

Now the reason I don't roast turkey is because three years ago I started a new tradition of ordering Greenberg's smoked turkey for Thanksgiving. If you haven't tried it, this stuff is awesome! Incredibly well seasoned and lightly smoky, it's as good the first day as the last day when I toss the carcass into the soup pot. They offer everything from baby 6 pounders up to 25 pound heavy weights. This year, I got the baby for just the four of us. Having the turkey out of the way takes so much of the stress out of Thanksgiving cooking and allows me to focus on my favorite sides.

Breadwinner
175 Mt. Vernon Hwy., NE
Ste. E (lower level)
Atlanta, GA 30328
http://www.breadwinnerbreads.com/bakery.cfm

Greenberg Smoked Turkey, Inc.
http://www.gobblegobble.com/

Highlight #115: This La Fonda is not that La Fonda (Cabo San Lucas)

If the name La Fonda calls to mind the ever present faux mex neighbor of Felini's Pizza, then you need to wipe that image clean from your mind before you go on reading about this La Fonda, a place where the food is almost as awesome as the Cabo San Lucas' view of rich blue ocean under the sun.

While my mornings at the ocean side resort were spent indoors listening to conference speakers, my evenings were full of discoveries. And my first night of adventure started at La Fonda, a place taxi drivers known by name.

One look at the menu confirmed that this place is not afraid to offend some tourists. On the very first page, under exotic sides, I found maguey worms, ant eggs, and grasshoppers. Having already experienced the first and third (and liked both), I was most definitely in the mood to have some ant eggs that was said to be "better than the best caviar."

The large portioned appetizer looked innocently like little white beans. But the surprisingly large size led L to comment that he'd rather not think about the stature of the ants that these little monsters would have turned into. With that said, L and C both bravely tried spoonfuls of the stuff inside handmade tortillas and like it very much. Unlike the beans they resemble, the eggs burst easily in the mouth with little pressure like soft summer corn kernels. The butter, herbs, and lime in which the eggs were fried imbued them with a delicious tangy savoriness that most certainly revved up our appetites.

For my entree, I ordered the second enchilada verde of the day, the first being at the Mexico city airport. This one was infinitely better than the first. The shredded white meat chicken, not normally my favorite part of the chicken, soaked up plenty of flavor from chopped green chilies, onions, and were perfectly but not overly gooey from a dose of jack cheese. The sauce was my favorite part, tasting strongly of fresh tomatillos and faintly of cilantro leaves.

C's braised short rib came with a rib that was, well, not very short. :) From the one bite I tasted, the meat seemed fall off the bone tender, but I didn't get a very good sense of the tomato based sauce and can't say much other than that C seemed to have enjoyed it.

Since we were in flan country and C confessed to be a big flan fan, we ordered the special corn flan topped with caramel sauce. After the first bite, we looked at each with question marks in our eyes. It didn't taste like fresh corn or caramel, but rather like hominy congealed in a fine, but still slightly mealy state. It was not the smooth, creamy, and custardy thing that we had hoped for, but we were happy to have tried it.

La Fonda (Cabo San Lucas)
Miguel Hidalgo s/n between Obregon and 12 de Octubre
Cabo San Lucas, B. C. S., CP 23410 Mexico
Phone: (624) 143 – 6926 and 172 – 0176

highlight #114: thick stuff - Restaurant: Pure Taqueria

I just had to retype this post because Blogger ate my words...

J and I tend to "happen" upon food on our aimless Sunday drives. It sounds funny, but being behind the wheel comforts him and looking out of the window relaxes me. So it's on one of these recent drives that we happened upon Pure Taqueria.

Thick can be used to describe most items of our meal. My fish tacos were battered too thickly and seemed to have been fried before I got there. The slaw that smothered the fish had been pverdressed and were topped with yet another dollop of thick thousand island type sauce.

J's chicken and cheese quesadillas turned out to be thick skinned turnovers. The white meat chicken pieces were plentiful, but not so flavorful.

In this sort of depressing economy, it's nice to see big plates, taste strong margaritas, and soak in the cheerful fun vibe. But for real taste and value, I'd still drive over to Buford Highway.

Pure Taqueria
103 Roswell St.
Alpharetta, GA 30009
678-240-0023

Highlight #113: Birthday feasting (Part V) - Restaurant: Legal Seafood

It's a beautiful thing when people at work enjoy each other enough to share meals voluntarily, so I was quite grateful to accept an invitation to lunch with a few colleagues for my birthday. The venue was the downtown new comer Legal Seafood, which is famed for its clam chowder.

Everyone but me ordered the chowder to start. I don't dislike the chowder, but having already tried and liked it at the Taste of Atlanta event a month ago, I wanted to try something different. Instead, I ordered the fried clams. If nothing else, Legal Seafood does not cheat on the freshness of the sea creatures. Perfectly plump, the clams burst in my mouth spilling warm and briny juices that complimented the salty and crunchy crust. A lusty bite, for lack of a more refined description.

I have suffered long from an unsatisfied craving for Pearl Oyster Bar's indulgent lobster roll and immediately jumped at the opportunity to order one. As you can see, there was no shortage of lobster chunks in this sandwich and the roll was of the correct toasted hot dog type. Unfortunately, perfection was lost in the overabundance of mayo and the under participation of salt. I know I could have added some myself, but it's never the same as correctly seasoned food from the start.

We finished the meal with Boston creme pie, which was less pie and more mousse. Name aside, it was pleasurable creamy and well shy of heavy. I saw myself coming back here if only for the freshness of the seafood. Sometimes that's all seafood needs.

Legal Seafood
275 Baker St. NW
Atlanta, GA 30313
678-500-3700

Highlight #112: Birthday feasting (Part IV) - Chongqing Hot Pot

One thing I miss the most from my childhood hometown of Chongqing is the spicy beyond words hotpot that the city is famous for. This year, with mom living in town, my birthday feasting expanded to include a homemade version of this great interactive dining experience.

Considering the husband's low tolerance for spice, we put my dual compartment pot to good use. On one side, we loaded a traditional spicy soup base made from first frying untill fragrant aromatics such as ginger, chillies, Sichuan peppercorns, and soy paste, then boiling the base with beef broth, and finally incorporating into it Chinese cooking wine and fermented soy been paste. On the mild side, we made a simple but deeply flavored chicken stock from wings.

The cooking ingredients included all the family favorites, which meant mostly vegetables. We had loads of fresh pea shoots, spinaches, bamboo shoots, and all sorts of mushrooms. To boast our protein intake, we also threw in thinly sliced fish, shrimps, and pork.

One non-traditional ingredient I adore in the hotpot is this Cantonese style fishball. Fancier than the normal variety, this particular kind hides within its slightly chewy fish paste exterior a heart of juicy stewed beef. The hint of sweetness contrasted so well with the spiciness of the soup base, I almost ate the entire supply. No one tried to stop me. Being the birthday girl came with certain privileges. :)

Highlight #111: Birthday feasting (Part III) Came for the poutine and stayed for the rest - Restaurant: Bureau

Within a week of our very first date years back, husband and I went on a road trip to Montreal. That trip established the framework of our relationship, in which he, who loves racing, will do all the driving, and I will plan all the fooding. One of the things that we discovered together while fooding on that trip was poutine, a crazy French Canadian combination of fries, cheese curds, and meat gravy. Our very first one was from the famed Montreal pork emporium Au Pied De Cochon, where this humble dish was elevated to new heights with the addition of some incredible pan fried foie.

It has been years since we last had a bite of this stuff, so when I heard that the new gastropub Bureau on Edgewood Ave. had some, we wasted no time heading over for a taste during my birthday week. Before I get to the food, let me just say that we fell in love with the space as soon as we walked in. The red brick walls, the hardwood floors, the high ceilings, and the natural wood divisional structures on the lower level echoed those same elements in our own home, making us wanting to put our feet up.

On the food front, we, as planned, went for the poutine as a starter along with some deviled eggs and chicken liver bruschetta. Comparing the above photo to my earlier description of poutine, you will find that Bureau substituted melted cheese for the cheese curds and put their gravy on the side. I have no problem with cheese, but it's not poutine without cheese curds, which are much milder in my opinion and melt so very differently that they don't cause all the fries to stick together. Also, I prefer the gravy on the fries, the way that it's done in Montreal, where the heat of the gravy melts the cheese curds, which in turn coats the fries. I am certainly not saying that these fries are bad, they are not (how could cheese fries with gravy be?). It's just no poutine.

It wasn't a bad thing that we got the poutine out of the way early because the meal began to climb the ladder from that point on. The deviled eggs dish, which seems to be a requisite on all gastropub menus, was creamy, but not overly mayo heavy. It was a welcomed refresher after the heavy fries.

The chicken liver, which our friends didn't eat, was excellent. Confident in its minerality, no unnecessary additions were made to mask the irony mouth feel, which allowed the natural sweetness of the liver to shine through.

The real star of the night was the pumpkin ravioli. Within the very thin and tender skins were generous pockets of smooth pumpkin puree that was doubtlessly bond together with ample cream. Dusted with nutmeg, the subtle nuttiness of the spice picked up the subtle sweetness of the pumpkin. If I was asked to guess, I'd say that the pasta skins were made from wonton wrappers, a trick I sometimes use to throw together a quick and elegant dish that often surprises pasta eaters who are used to more chewy Italian dough products.

As there was a chill in the night air, J went for the braised short rib. While this was quite a small cut for its 20 plus price tag, it was actually the right size for a meal. Attractively presented and flavored all the way through, we enjoyed this immensely and craved some good wine to go with it. Unfortunately, this is more or less a beer place with a very short and uninspired list of wines. Few places can match the Brickstore in finding that balance between beer and wine.

Not all entrees were small, K's flatiron steak was much bigger and came with a separate side of roasted potatoes. The bite I was offered was tender and glazed with sticky sweet red onions.

With its proximity to our place, the relaxing decor, the beers on tap, and the quality of food, Bureau is sure to make our list of regular rotation. I'll save room that I'd otherwise spend on the poutine for their changing specials.

The Bureau
327 Edgewood Ave. SE
Atlanta, GA 30312
678-732-0067

Highlight #110: Announcing THE 2008 “RIDING DIRTY” ATLANTA WINE PAIRING CHALLENGE

Hardy from Dirty South Wine dropped off an email with some exciting news. I don't know how he managed to get such an excellent list of restaurants together, but everyone should get out there and try some!

Here are the details:

THE 2008 “RIDING DIRTY” ATLANTA
WINE PAIRING CHALLENGE

Dirty South Wine’s search for Atlanta’s best wine pairing under $25! Atlanta, GA -- Dirty South Wine, Atlanta’s top wine blog, has announced the 2008 “Riding Dirty” Atlanta Wine Pairing Challenge. Fifteen of Atlanta’s top restaurants will prepare a wine and food pairing to be served at their bar for under $25. The goal of the challenge is to showcase the restaurant’s skill and
creativity in wine pairing, while presenting incredible, affordable combinations for the Atlanta dining public.

Restaurants must choose a glass of wine from their current list of by-the-glass wines, and the food may be either a small plate or appetizer from their standard menu. The pairings will be served to the judges at the participating restaurants and will be evaluated based on three criteria: taste, creativity and value.

The judges are:
1. Matt Richardson (aka Rowdy Food)
2. Broderick Smylie (ATL photographer http://broderickphoto.wordpress.com/)
3. Hardy Wallace (publisher of http://www.dirtysouthwine.com/).

All pairings will be chronicled and written up on Dirty South Wine. At the end of the challenge, an overall winner will be named, and the 2008 “Riding Dirty” award presented. Along with the overall winner, several subcategories will be announced as well.

The following Atlanta restaurants have agreed to participate:
Holeman & Finch
Joel
ARIA
ENO
Woodfire Grill
Toulouse
VITA
Repast
La Tavola
Top FLR
VINE
Canoe
Dogwood
ONE. Midtown kitchen
And the ISAW charity (International Society of Africans in Wine)

The tastings will occur throughout the month of November, and winners announced on December 3, 2008. Progress in the “Riding Dirty” Challenge can be followed at www.dirtysouthwine.com, and updates and news can be followed on Twitter under #dty (for Dirty).

With a spectacular list of restaurants, fine wine, great food, and the use of new media, “Riding Dirty” is a first of its kind event for Atlanta. For more information, please email Hardy Wallace at dirtysouthwine@mac.com

Highlight #109: New article on wedding food in Atlanta Cuisine

While I get together a few more posts on birthday feasting, here is a link to my article in the November issue of Atlanta Cuisine (page 7) on our wedding banquet in Singapore.

Highlight #108: Birthday feasting (Part II) - Restaurant: Bone's

Continuing with the old school theme from La Grotta the night before, Dad and I celebrated our joint birthday (really, it's the same day. It gets even better, grandpa also shares the day) at Bone's, a place where the staff really strive to take care of every guest without hovering.

While our bubbly was being poured and my BYO bottle of Silver Oak was breathing in the decanter, we ordered some simple starters to snack on. First up was the scotch smoked salmon. Not too salty and rather lean, the flavor spoke of wild waters even though I don't know if the fish was actually caught in the wild. What I didn't taste much was the scotch, an element I was quite looking forward to experiencing.

J, as usual, ordered a salad to start. His mom taught him well about the balanced diet. My mom particularly liked the dressing, a light blend of blue cheese that didn't drown out the greens. The toasted pistachios added some welcomed crunch.

In my sneaky way, I didn't order the steak knowing that J will always go for the porterhouse and I'll get my share from his plate (he is good about sharing the tastiest bites near the bone with me). Instead, mom and I asked for the mixed grill and the king crab legs for sharing, which the staff nicely split for us onto separate plates. My mixed grill included lamb chops, pheasant sausage, and fillet (medium rare). Everything was well-seasoned, but not too salty, a problem many have reported at Rathbun Steak. I preferred the lamb to the fillet for its more pronounced earthiness. The fillet was quite tender, although still not at the juicy level of my favorite - the T Bone.
Speaking of the T bone, we had one sitting next to me in front of dad. He asked me to choose for him and I naturally went for my favorite (medium rare). In some ways I would have preferred a more crusty outer layer, but the tenderness and juiciness of the meat took my mind off that quickly. Of course, I was offered the bites near the bone from both dad's T bone and J's porterhouse and they were both as melty as I remembered. J was in awe when Dad finished the big chunk of meat in record time. Being a very trim man, I have absolutely no idea where he puts all the big meals he eats. Maybe it's link to the same good genes that prevent him from going grey at almost sixty. Let's hope I have inherited those genes.

Besides decorating our table with glittering confetti, the staff also brought out a slice of ice cream cake with two candles for our joint birthday. While I was busy looking into the camera like J asked, Dad jumped the gun and blew out the candles... Hmm... More luck to him. I guess I can live with that. :)

Bone's
3130 Piedmont Rd. NE
Atlanta, GA 30305
404-237-2663