Stacey’s 5 Dollar Hollar

Right around the corner from where I work is an old gas station converted to a carry out and UHaul rental. This place is passed by about 80 million (according to my scientific data) cars a day.  It has been converted to a beer, smokes, and chips stop for all the OSU students and they are probably making a fortune.  Go capitalism!

In the sizable parking lot of this joint, a number of clever food truck owners have been parking and putting out some dang yummy goods.  Now I’m going to digress for a minute to set up the set up.

So despite it being so close, I keep finding other places to eat out on the days that I eat out.  I would think every time I drove by (at LEAST twice a day), “Oooooh.  I’m going to go there tomorrow to try that truck.”  Yeah, kinda like writing blog posts. That’s background piece #1.

Piece #2 is that this week was the start of the Summer Market Bag at the Greener Grocer, which is one of my most favorite-est things of summer.  I get all kinds of fresh fruits and veggies, some of which I’ve never had before, and I get to fit them into my menu for the week.  It’s like my own mini-iron chef, except I get lots of ingredients and my only competition is myself.  I’m a bitch though, so the competition can be tough.

So, I head out at lunch to get my market bag the other day when my boss-man requests I bring him back some food.  I go to the North Market, eat, visit with my gal-pal TT, and head back to work.  Guess what I forgot?  Boss-man’s lunch.  So, I stopped at the trucks around the corner from my work to get him something that would a) not be fast food (yuck) and b) be interesting (which he often calls my choice in food) and I find myself standing in front of Stacey’s 5 Dollar Hollar.  I had already eaten, but the menu looked really good.  They had burgers and fries, sandwiches called the Freak and the Super Freak, and something called the Korean Burrito.  I got the boss-man the Korean Burrito–a giant tortilla with BBQ pork, kimchi, fried rice, Asian slaw, and cheese topped with a cilantro cream sauce.  It smelled awesome and the fries that came with it (yes I stole a couple in the car) were super crispy and had a tasty seasoned salt.  Boss-man liked it and I really wanted to go back for me.

Today I finally did.  The owner and his brother were working and were both super friendly.  When I stopped earlier this week, the owner told me I HAD to order the Asian Salad Bowl.  I was getting food for the other guy or I would have. and today that’s exactly what I got.  It is a fried wonton bowl with “fried” rice, kimchi, some guacamole (I know, right?), some of that Asian slaw (swoon), and cilantro cream sauce.  Not very salad-y in the lettuce sense, but ooooooooooh boy it was tasty.  The rice is not as dry as fried rice can be and was a short grain with spices and sauce.  The slaw added crunch (love that texture), the kimchi heat, and the guacamole the cilantro and a creaminess that was delicious.  Every once in a while I’d get some of the cilantro cream (it wasn’t drowned in it, which I liked) and it was so fresh and clean.  All of this in a bowl you can eat–can’t get much better.

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t won’t take me long to go back.  I gotta try me a Freak, or a steak sandwich with that Asian slaw.  Ohmigawd I love that crunch on a sandwich.  Nom nom nom.

Thai Basils

This is on the corner of North Star and King.

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When I asked about how long they’d been open (the sign says they are new) and the dude said a little over a year, I should have seen that as a red flag.

I was hopeful as the young guy taking my order was very sweet.  Don’t do it.  You don’t want it.  Egg Drop soup was so so-not much to that.  The red curry was awful. They use frozen veggies (why?!) and the tofu was rubber.  Yuck yuck yuck.  Go to Nong’s if you want some Panang.  Thai Basils was gross enough for me to throw away.  It takes a lot for me to throw food away.

MOCHI! The Japanese Curse

Lately, I have seen mochi references everywhere it seems.  They are written up in food mags, people on Facebook post how awesome they are, mochi storefronts are popping up everywhere it seems–I found two new places without really trying in the Columbus area.

They are Japanese ice cream desserts.  Everybody loves ice cream!  It should be a slam dunk!  So for a dinner I made for friends, I splurged on the pretty expensive little things to have some dessert fun. Ayep!  Youbetcha!

Let me step back and make a confession first.  I like food from all over the world and have tried a good amount of international cuisine.  I get pretty weird with international meat dishes, but I also get weird with plain old chicken, so there’s that. I don’t eat a lot of seafood.  Between the meat and seafood, Japanese cuisine becomes pretty limited for me.  I like tempura okay, though it tends to be bland and I don’t want to make a meal of it alone.  Teriyaki is okay, but very sweet and I like my sweets with dessert.  I’ve tried udon noodles, but the texture reminds me of the agar we would grow bacteria on in high school science class.  I’ve tried and I’ve failed to find Japanese food I really like.  My hubbo would REALLY like for me to find something I liked because he LOVES sushi and sashimi.  In fact, he goes great white when he gets it-he stops just short of jumping on the table and shaking his head while he inhales it.  So there’s motivation and I usually don’t need motivation when it comes to food.

So, back to me assuming mochi will be a slam dunk.  It’s an ice cream dessert!  How could this not be awesome?!

The mochi we tried.  Kona and Mango.

The mochi we tried. Kona and Mango.

Well, I managed to find a dessert that was so not good I threw it away.  I come from people who instilled that throwing food away is equivalent to murder, so this is a big deal for me.  I am totally open to this being a brand issue (sorry Mikawaya) but I’m not sure that’s the case.  It’s my Japanese Curse.  It seems official now.

All four people at the meal tried these.  They were coated in a powder that was not sweet.  My guess would be rice flour and it made the little frozen balls grainy looking and feeling.  I tried to eat mine with a fork, which wasn’t going to happen.  I picked it up and took a bite.  The first thing I noticed was that this wasn’t just an ice cream ball, but an ice cream ball covered in a chewy, doughy, flavorless force field.  It was the texture I would imagine wet carpet padding would have.  Very odd and not easy at all to bite through.  At least I wasn’t alone in my assessment.  My two vegetarian friends, who eat all kinds of spongy protein foods were uncomfortable with these little things.  My Japanese-food loving hubby didn’t like them either.  What we ended up doing was peeling the cover off and eating the tablespoon or so of ice cream in the middle.  The ice cream in the middle was great!  For the same price I could have gotten a couple pints of Jeni’s and we would have enjoyed eating it much more.

All that said we laughed a lot at the grossness of the mochi.  We all wanted to try it and it was entertaining even though it wasn’t really edible.

For the handful of people who do read this, if you know of a Japanese food (including mochi) I should try and CERTAINLY a place in central OH to try it, let me know.  I’ll give it a go.  I want to break the curse.

Holy Gyoza Batman!

I grew up watching the super campy Batman TV show with Adam West.  He had such an awesome voice and the cartoon illustrations during the fights–BAM!  ZOWEE!–were awesome.  Hubby and I finally saw the (not-so) new Batman movie over the weekend.  It was not worth shooting people over, but the sideways driving motor bike was purdy cool.  I also watched two episodes of Hannibal.  I liked those better than the movie I think.  Sorry, Mr. Bale. You still look great in a bat suit.

I would not look good in a bat suit.  One of the many reasons why is gyoza.

What is a gyoza, you ask?  A potsticker.  You can steam em, you can fry em, you can sautee em. You can put meat or vegg in em or on em.  They are as flexible as they are yummy.  They are a bit of a pain in the ass to make, but the effort pays off in taste and you can (actually SHOULD) make as many as possible in one round and freeze them.  That way they are only a pain once every couple months and you relish the flavor in between long enough to want to make them again.  Actually, they aren’t hard at all, just time consuming, and if you had a person that could help you factory-line-style, you’d be golden.  They are quite messy though.  Not sure there is getting around that.

Saying that, I have learned a thing or six (!) about making these yummy devils that are worth sharing:

  1. You have to get as much of the liquid out of the cabbage as you can.  I have found that salting the heck out of it and letting it sit for a couple hours (as if you were making kraut) works great.  You can rinse it and squeeze the water out and it’s much easier to work with.  I haven’t found a big difference in the taste with different cabbages.  I wouldn’t use red though, unless you want purple gyoza.

    Squeezing the water out of cabbage.

    Squeezing the water out of cabbage.

  2. Dried mushrooms will save you time and effort because you don’t have to get the water out.  This only works if you have an ultra sharp knife or a food processor.

    This is the brand of mushrooms I used, but I'm trying the dried mushrooms at Whole Foods next!

    This is the brand of mushrooms I used, but I’m trying the dried mushrooms at Whole Foods next!

  3. You can have too little seasoning, but I have yet to use too much.
  4. You can use (easier to find) wonton wrappers that are square, but they won’t fit well into the little press.  I’d make the trip to the Asian grocery and look for them in the freezer food.  The wrappers are cheap as dirt and are made for this.

    fitty rappers

    fitty rappers

  5. You can seal these by hand, but it would likely triple the amount of time and be a remarkable mess.  You’re working with flour and water to seal, so your hands would be a gummier mess than they already get.  Up to you, but I’d use the $2 press you can buy when you hit the Asian grocery to grab the wrappers.

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    I’ve tried both of these. I found the one on the left to be harder on my hands and it didn’t seal as well. I liked the one on the right much better.

  6. 20 of these does NOT equal 20 of the Trader Joe’s (or other store-bought) gyoza.  I learned this from my husband when he had to have a second dinner after having gyoza with me.  This means that making a batch of 100 will not make 5 meals.  It will make 4 meals for one couple comprised of one person watching what they eat and one who can eat anything because he has the metabolism of a 14-year-old.  This works as long as the watcher gets 10 and the hungry man gets 15.  I reserve the right to steal though.  OR, you could stick to 20/meal and just have more side dish food than one bag of steamfresh broccoli or green beans, which both go great with pot stickers.  OR, you could make these a appetizer for four or five people if making stir fry or something else.  Ta da!  Ideas abound!

Gyoza

2-50 packs of potsticker (gyoza) wrappers
half a head of napa or savoy cabbage shredded as thinly as possible (about 4-6 cups)
a handful of pickling or kosher salt
1 lb of ground pork (or chicken or turkey)
1-2 oz of dried Shiitakes (or whatever you like better or have on hand)
1 bunch thinly sliced scallions (just the white and light green parts)
1 Tbs fresh ground ginger
2 Tbs minced garlic
2-3 Tbs of soy sauce
liberal seasoning of pepper

Special items:
a gyoza press

Put the thinly sliced cabbage into a gallon-size baggy and throw in the handful of salt.  Mush it around so the salt gets distributed and leave it on the counter for an hour or two.  It will get all watery–this is what you want.  The longer it sits the better.  If you leave it for about three days, you’ll have a basic saurkraut.  Yum.  You don’t want it to sit that long for gyoza though.

Put the salty cabbage into a collander and rinse very well with water.  Squeeze out as much water as you can by hand.  I ended up putting the cabbage back in the baggy, cutting off a corner and squeezed more water out that way.  One your done getting the water squeezed out, chop the cabbage as small as you can and put in a big mixing bowl.

Pulse the dried mushrooms in a food processor until very small. Add to the mixing bowl with the cabbage.  Add all the other ingredients except the wrappers and mix really well.  Now if you don’t want to waste a lot of effort to have a bunch of lack-luster gyoza (I’ve done this before and it’s a bummer) take a pinch of the mix, put it on a plate and nuke it for 30-45 seconds until the meat is cooked.  Taste it and if the seasoning needs tweaking, do it now.

The best smelling mess around!

The best smelling mess around!  This is what the filling looks like.

Now that you have yummy filling, get your wrappers and your press and clear off a working area.  Get a small bowl and fill it with water.  Put a wrapper on the press and ONE TEASPOON (yes, that’s all) of the filling in the middle.

Just a teenie leetle bit. or the wrapper won't close.

Just a teenie leetle bit. or the wrapper won’t close.

Dip your finger in the water and run it along one side of the wrapper.  Make sure you are getting the side that will be pressed wet or you’ll not be sealing anything.  Close the gyoza press as tightly as you can.  Hold it for a second or two and open it back up.  If you put the water in the right place, you’ll have a pretty little half moon of nom-nom.  Put it on a parchment-paper lined baking sheet (the biggest you have that fits in your freezer) and hit the next one.  Don’t let them touch until they are frozen as they WILL stick.  Repeat 99 times or until your hands fall off.  Slide the boogers into the freezer and after about 30 minutes, you can put them in smaller bags (meal-size) and freeze them up to 3 months.

This is what 50 gyoza looks like.  Nom nom nom.

This is what 50 gyoza looks like. Nom nom nom.

There are about as many ways to cook gyoza as there are ways to fill them.  Many people steam them or fry them.  You can try any way you like.  I do a combination of both sauteeing and steaming.  I get a big deep skillet and heat up 1-2 teaspoons of oil.  I have a stir fry oil I use that has garlic and ginger in it and it works well for this.  Olive oil won’t work for this, use something flavorless.  Put a bag of the frozen gyoza in the oil making sure they are in a single layer.  Let them heat for 2-3 minutes, flip them and let them go another 3 minutes.  Then add about 1/4 cup of broth or water and lower the heat.  Cover the pan and steam until the liquid is gone.  I’ve steamed veggies in the pan with the gyoza and I often sautee another bunch of scallions with them because I think it tastes good and is pretty.

Once the liquid is gone, serve them with a small bowl of soy sauce for dipping–I add a splash of rice wine vinegar and some hot chili paste to my soy sauce for kick–and eat them up!

Spinach Fettucine and Blech Sauce

So I was on a roll with the new fancy-schmancy pasta maker. I decided to make some spinach pasta–make pretty noodles and squeeze in more vegg in the process. I followed the recipe in the pasta book, and the noodles came out awesome. I made them a little thicker than the regular egg pasta since the noodles seemed more tender and I still found that the cutter was struggling a little. I could have chopped the spinach more finely, but I like seeing chunks of green in my noodles and it was worth it.20130205-141001.jpg

Being all proud of myself, I thought I’d try to go lighter with the sauce, but I wanted something white. I thought about my white lasagna, which basically uses a bechamel sauce and I thought it would translate. Guess what? It didn’t.

I had a very flour-y sauce (did I not cook the bechamel long enough?) sauce on pretty delicate noodles. Bad combination, despite the taste of each alone being okay. So I’ve decided that the spinach noodles need something stronger to carry them–stronger cheese, spicy tomato sauce, or something of the like. The bechamel doesn’t work on homemade noodles as they really scream for butter or something deeper than the flour base.

Next time I want to go light, I’ll stick with a tomato sauce, or a carbonara. It felt a bit like a waste to make the noodles and have such a flat sauce, but I will try, try again!

 

Sausage and Spinach Noodles: No-Fuss Slam Dunk Dinner

Many people who I’ve had for dinner have had my Sausage and Spinach Noodles. It’s adaptable to what you have laying around, it’s easy, and it’s nom-a-licious. I stole, and have only moderately adapted, my mom’s recipe for this dish. It’s a favorite in my house–even one of my kids eats it, which is a score in my book. Double score because it has green things in it–practically a miracle!

This isn’t a complicated meal to make. It isn’t fancy, though on a pretty plate with a salad and nice bread, it could be. We just eat it alone in a bowl with bird seed (red pepper flakes) and parm. It gets better as it sits too, which makes it a knockout leftover. I had some of last night’s for lunch today, as a matter of fact. Guess what, it was just as good! (It tasted better, but I had wine with it last night, which elevates all things against which non-wine meals can hardly compete.) Now that I think about it, a splash of white cooking wine (or Vermouth as Nigella-ites would recognize) would be pretty tasty in it too. I’ll try that next time…

Sausage and Spinach Noodles

1 box of your favorite curly or tube-y pasta (I use campanelle or rigatoni most times.)
1 tube of sage sausage (or whatever flavor (but maple) you like, adjust spices accordingly)
1 10-16 oz package of fresh or frozen spinach
2-3 sliced shallots
8 oz sliced mushrooms
4-6 minced garlic cloves (I use a ton of garlic in mine. Use your judgement.)
1 tsp oregano
Black pepper and salt
2 c chicken broth or stock
1/2-1 c pasta cooking water (or more stock if you forget and drain it all)
Parmesan Cheese for garnish
red pepper flakes for garnish

Cook the noodles for 1-2 minutes shy of the duration the box. We want them good and al dente.  While that is happening, in a large pan, brown the sausage. Do not drain. When the meat is browned, add the oregano, garlic, shallots and mushrooms. Cook for about 4 -5 minutes until the shallots and mushrooms start to soften. I tend to pulverize everything with my meat browner doo-dad from Pampered Chef. I love that tool. Once everything is getting soft, add the spinach and stock. Let it simmer until the noodles are almost done or for about 5 minutes so everything can hold hands and get real friendly-like.

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The concoction pre-spinach and broth.

Drain the noodles most of the way and dump them and a little of the cooking water in with the sausage and spinach. Give it all a good stir, put it on super low and LEAVE IT ALONE for about 10-15 minutes.  This is where the magic happens and the noodles take on the broth and shallots and garlic and MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.  Good stuff.

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I plate it up with a hefty pinch of shaved Parmesan and a few dashes of red pepper, or bird seed in my house.  It truly is better after it sits a while, so if you have time, make it the day before and just heat it up before you garnish and eat.20130124-134620.jpg

Tuula’s European Cafe

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Holy crap man, was this a good find.  My mom and a friend have tried to meet me here to eat and the plans fell through both times.  I was headed to AT&T in preparation for my tropical getaway (yeah bitches!) and HAD to eat something.  I wanted somewhere quiet that wasn’t a burger joint and I remembered Tuula’s European Cafe.  (Their website appears to no longer exist, but they are on Facebook.)

Tuula is the name of the woman who runs the place and she was the one working the counter.  She has a thick accent and is happy to talk about her food. This place is tucked away on the invisible side of a big strip mall just north of 270 on Sawmill Road.  There’s a Kroger Marketplace and a Brewpub right next door.  Always remember that some of the best food comes from the most unassuming places!

I walked in to see a row of tables stretching the length of the counter and two women setting things up (it was just approaching lunch time).  There were some sandwiches, salads, and the like, but it was quickly apparent that the baked goods were the forte.  She had one strata, turkey something-or-other, and three quiches: Lorraine, a spinach and goat cheese, and something else that didn’t matter since I heard goat cheese and quiche in the same sentence and instantly was deaf to any other options.  I ordered a slice with a side salad (their salads are GORGEOUS) and was totally taken aback.

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Goat cheese and spinach quiche with a side salad.

The salad was lovely.  Super fresh berries and a spring mix of lettuces.  All very fresh and tasty.  The dressing was a honey mustard of some kind, though I barely used a teaspoon since the greens and berries were so good without it.  Then there was the quiche.

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude.

I don’t know where this woman gets her goat cheese, but it was so mild, without disappearing, and smooth, and creamy.  The crust on this baby was buttery without being greasy, flaky without falling apart. The spinach was fresh and laid out artfully so there was no bite without it and no big clumps here and there.  It was masterful.  It was beautiful and delicious and will make it very hard for me to eat quiche anywhere else.  I did ask if she sold whole quiches (it was that or jump the counter and kiss her) and she does!  She needs a day notice and they are huge and $20 if I remember correctly.  I believe I will get one for my Pampered Chef party next month.

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The lunch counter. The bottom is normally filled with large salad, but I got there a little early. My small berry salad was delicious and super fresh.

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From the looks of things on Facebook, the pastries are what Tuula is known for. They looked amazing.

If you’ve never seen Tuula’s find it and eat there.  They have coffee too, so even if you just go for a cuppa and a treat, I bet you’ll love it.  If you’re up for some of the best quiche around, you have to find your way here.  It’s out of this world.

Tato Heads

I love really good tater tots. More accurately, I have a primal switch in my brain that flips when the word tater tots is said, that lets the third eyelid come down for my feeding frenzy to start without getting salt in my eyes. It’s amazing and humbling. I have reasonable self-control with most foods. Tater tots is one where any shred of self-control gets drowned in a deep fryer.

I’ve been stalking this truck for about a year. I do most of my dining out at lunchtime, so I have to adhere to a reasonably short schedule. When a place is up in Westerville, I’m not going to make it. This truck is so popular, everyone wants them nearby and they seem to be all over the place, but not always close enough for me to get to over lunch. I’ve been to food truck festivals in the evening where the wait is marked by hours, and that’s no fun. Destiny has not been on my side with Tato Heads.

I am further challenged by tracking down food trucks as they always move around (it’s their nature!). I “liked” Tato Head a while back on Facebook so I could see where they would be and hopefully catch them. One afternoon I saw that they had been to Martha Morehouse, which is an OSU Med Center building RIGHT NEXT TO MY BUILDING. Dammit! I missed them and they were within smelling distance! I was not going to be foiled any further, so being persistent as I have been known to be (ahem), I messaged the truck owners on Facebook to see if they would be back (soon, please, I beg!) They promptly responded with a list of dates they’d be back. Today (11am-2pm) was the first day. Hallelujah!

My friend Todd from work and I were waiting by the truck at 10:58am, so as to avoid any large lines. There was no line. I was supposed to be there and the universe made sure my first time with them was special. I wondered if I should have worn something more special for this.

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They weren’t even open when we got there. :)

We were greeted by a very cheerful and pretty darn cute lady loo, who happened to be a co-owner. I asked her what a tato-virgin should get their first time. She recommended any of the basics–regular fries, sweet potato fries, or the tots. Each of the basics comes with a seasoning and a dipping sauce. There were over six of each. So many combinations and they all sounded so good. We chatted with her about the menu and the other items (loaded fried and tots and breakfast burritos OH MY!). She was darling and very friendly. Did I ask her name? No, but I was focused.

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They gave us tons of food!

After asking for recommendations and working out with Todd who would get what so we could share and try double the goods, we decided on sweet potato fries with Za’atar seasoning and tater tots with Herbes de Provence seasoning. To go with the Za’atar, we got a curry dipping sauce and a roasted shallot and truffle aoli for the tots. She was putting that item up as we were all chatting and I almost kissed her hand. Who makes a dipping sauce that sounds better than most meals I’ve made? Tato Heads does.

She wrapped up the booty and we scurried back to the office-it’s cold outside and we wanted to spread out! Todd helped me remember to take a pic (thanks, Todd!) and we dove in. The tots were perfectly crisp and not overloaded with the seasoning. They were divine all by themselves. The sweet potato fries were delicious alone as well, but I will admit that the sweet potato fries with za’atar dipped in the shallot/ truffle aoli was what I imagine the mana would taste like. At least if I ever need mana to survive, I REALLY hope it tastes like Tato Head’s sweet potato fries with za’atar dipped in the shallot/ truffle aoli. The curry sauce tasted mild with the sweet fries and seemed to have more of a punch with the tots.

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The curry was delicious, the shallot/truffle aoli was divine. Can you tell that we liked it?

It was magical how each of the seasonings and sauces brought out different features of each and they were all good. This is definitely a new favorite. If you like fries or tots, find these cats and give them a try.

As it turns out, Tato Heads is in a group of five or so trucks that come to OSU Medical Center locations in a rotation (schedule here). I’ll try the other places too, but this one will be hard to top. Holy mackerel it was tasty!!!

 

 

Red Door Tavern

I’ve eaten at some of the best places in the world with my dad. I’ve eaten at some pretty sketchy ones too on his referral, but I leave with a story even if the food’s not good. Today he picked my up from work and said he wanted to hit the Red Door Tavern in Grandview. I’ve seen the place, but have never been compelled to try it. It looks like one of those bars that has drunks in it at 10:30 in the morning, but why not give it a go?

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My cute dad in front of the Red Door Tavern

Quickly one could tell this is where locals hang out. Very low key atmosphere, an old, wooden with tarnished brass decor and bar on one side with cafeteria tables on the other. We took a seat and got pretty quick service for drinks. We were kibitzing so when we weren’t ready to order right away, it took a while for the waitress to come back, but it was no big deal. The menu starts with some fun sounding martinis, but I was at lunch, so I didn’t try any. The food itself is bar-food, with an obvious highlight on the burgers and apps.

Feeling possessed, I ordered a club sandwich (I’m guessing because it was pictured with really awesome looking onion rings. My dad got Chicken Nachos. My sammy came out with lame ruffles chips, which was noted on the menu, but I didn’t notice. Dad’s nachos looked awesome. Sammy was tasty, but it’s not that hard to screw up a club. Bacon was good, turkey was moist, lettuce was fresh, and the mayo wasn’t excessive. Solid. The nachos were really good. lots of lettuce and tomatoes and a good amount of chicken. I had a couple nachos and they were decent.

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Half of the club sandwich I ordered.  Nothing was wrong with it.  I was too busy talking and eating my dad’s food to finish.

Is this my new favorite? No, but it’s a safe, easy bar-food kind of joint. Solid and roomy. You could easily fit a group of 10 or more without trouble.

 

Trattoria Roma

I have eaten at Trattoria Roma a number of times now.  I ate at the restaurant when it was on the north end of town in a tiny strip mall.  Now, it is in a Grandview location where one of my all time favorite Italian spots in town, Moretti’s, used to be.

The first couple of times that I ate there, I was happy.  I got the Carbonara both times, I believe (it’s been a couple of years now) and it was quite good.  Then I went again and parts were good and parts were okay.  I had a similar experience when I went with Jen before Christmas.

The first thing I have to note is that there is a distracting smell when you walk in the door.  It isn’t a pleasant food smell, but a chemical, or rotting wood smell. It could be whatever they put on their floors to clean them, but this dog-nosed girl gets ick-ed out every time by it.  Not a good way to start lunch out.

The servers here are really nice and have a decent knowledge of the menu.  I like the bread a lot.  It’s a simple thinly-sliced Italian toast with olive oil and a garlic rub.  Very nice with soup or a salad.  This time I got a fettuccine Alla Bolognese (it normally comes with tortellini, but that sounded too heavy to me for lunch) and Jen got a Diavolo Panini.  She loved her sandwich.  I tried it.  It was a tasty combo of Italian cured meats, fontinella cheese, and a chipotle aioli (I heart chipotles).  She got a side of yukon gold fries, which she didn’t like.  I don’t understand the choice of a creamy potato for a “fry” since the consistency would be off, but someone must like it.

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My dish was less awesome, but quite edible.  I love the home made noodles and normally love Bolognese sauce.  This sauce lacked depth and wasn’t very flavorful.  It was kind of flat, to put it plainly.  Maybe the tortellini they use adds the extra punch of flavor, but I think a sauce should be able to stand it’s own more than this did.

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This all being said coupled with my new pasta maker, I feel the need to make my own Pasta Alla Bolognese.  It may take a couple tries, but it’ll kick ass and I promise I’ll share the recipe.