Wednesday, July 1, 2015

FREE Yogurtland Next Friday in Santa Monica. And Other Shenans.

This summer Santa Monica plans to once again partake in the so-called "Picnic on the Promenade.' Every summer Friday, starting on July 10th, the Third Street Promenade will be packed with the luminous tables and chairs you see in the picture above. Aside from card and board games scattered about, each Friday will feature a different event. Enough with the formalities though: FREE Yogurtland on 7/10. That's all that really matters. 

Picnic on the Promenade goes noon to 3 pm. The full schedule can be found here.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

This Weekend You Can Eat A Chicken Fried... Sausage. On a King's Hawaiian... Waffle.

This weekend, the twenty-seventh and twenty-eight of June, two-thousand and fifteen, Dog Haus' Pasadena biergarten location wants to blow your fucking mind. How, you inquire? By offering a Chicken Fried Sausage on a Waffled Bun. To be exact, that's a chicken sausage, butterflied, hand-breaded and then deep fried. The sausage is then topped with a sweet maple and buttermilk coleslaw, all atop a WAFFLED KING'S HAWAIIAN BUN. Then, of course, a little chestnut honey drizzle as the finishing touch.

Not gonna lie: that sounds amazing. And in today's world of exaggerated/ridiculous chicken and waffle price inflation, the $6.99 pricetag sounds downright thrifty. As aforementioned, this special sausage creation, going by the moniker, The Southbound and Down, is available this weekend only at the Pas Biergarten locale. Plan your weekend accordingly. 

Can't make it out this weekend? Fret not sausage sweetheart, they're opening like a bajillion Dog Haus' in The Golden State in the very near future.

98 E. Green Street, Pasadena.
11 am - 10 pm.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Eating Like An Idiot For 48 Hours in New York City.

Last year the lady wife and I spent our birthdays foolishly over-feasting our way around splendiferous San Francisco. It was delicious and gluttonous and glorious and amazing. For the 2015 edition, a good friend's wedding beckoned us to the east coast, so we decided to spend the first 48 hours of our co-birthday week (our special days are a mere three Gemini days apart) in a little city you may have heard of, called New Amsterdam. More commonly known today as "New York City," it's a culinary metropolis with so many stellar culinary enticements I almost lost my goddamn mind (no lie) putting together a list of must-gos. 

After too much research and too many sleepless nights, I was able to trim our agenda down to a reasonable size and we hopped on our JetBlue redeye heading to the Big Apple. Although we were unable to consume everything we had hoped -- for three reasons: 1) time, 2) lack of dinners, 3) not wanting to kill ourselves -- I'd say Lindsay and I did a pretty darn good job eating our way through NYC. 

Ahem, eating our way through NYC... like idiots. 

BREAKFAST - Wednesday, 8:07 a.m.
Wild Maine Blueberry Pancakes w/ Warm Maple Butter and the Farmer's Plate at Clinton St Baking Company.

Almost everyone I asked and every blog I searched recommended breakfast at Clinton St. Baking Company with bells on.  IT WAS A MUST GO, they said. A MUST, Metz. A MUST. All also noted how gnarly the lines get, even on weekday mornings. Taking this to heart, we made Clinton St our very first groggy-eyed stop upon our very early NYC arrival. My analysis: it's unjust to all the solid breakfast spots I've been so many times I've sickened of them, but right now, right this very second, Clinton St. Baking Company is my favorite breakfast spot in the US of A. Slightly above Cheeky's in Palm Springs, I just can't imagine a better breakfast. The pancakes were crispy the way Granny Metz made them. The blueberries of the east coast varietal - as in, they had major 'tude (flavor). The "Farmer's Plate" is almost a misnomer because it's certainly not a pauper's breakfast. The sausage spicy, the eggs fluffy as a well-laundered sweatshirt, the hash browns buttered to no end and the artisanal cheddar cheese block should come with every meal, always. A great first meal.