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RestoFest

18 Jul

I’m a city girl at heart, but sometimes, I actually like being in the suburbs. It’s the lifestyle I grew up in when I lived in Orlando, and though I have my reasons for leaving Florida, I often miss that more relaxed, family-friendly vibe. So it worked out well that I, along with The Boyfriend and a handful of my crew (yes, “Team DMV”) made plans to drive out to Reston Town Center, 35 minutes away from DC.

We attended the Cadillac Culinary Challenge that I had mentioned on Friday, and it turns out they needed 1 more judge, so I agreed to do so. The other two judges were the duo behind That’s What She Fed, Chuck and Megan, and it was great meeting them, especially as fellow food bloggers.

I have to say, not that it was on TV or that this was any sort of major event, but being a judge was pretty cool – I’ve never had to be a judge for anything before! And to be judging chefs like Chris Clime and Geoffrey Zakarian (who is a judge himself on cooking shows, talk about pressure), that was definitely cool.

Clime made jumbo lump crab cakes with sweet corn chow-chow and Zakarian made cold crab gazpacho, and while both were excellent. The crab cakes were wonderfully meaty and spicy mayo was a nice condiment to accompany the sweet crab. But I had voted for the gazpacho, mostly because it was a little unusual and inventive – sweet, cold, made with almonds and no cream at all, and topped with a grape half.

After the event, we stuck around the town center and pretty much restaurant-hopped for drinks and food. How often are we all out in the suburbs just hanging out? Never. (We usually meet in DC or if we’re outside DC it’s at someone’s apartment. Or Annandale for Korean food). So we figured we’d take advantage of what the area has to offer, jumping from Uncle Julio’s for drinks and chips and salsa and guac to American Tap Roomfor more drinks (although I just had water), then PassionFish for food. A few of us split The Big Daddy: a tower of seafood, including lobster, crab, clams, shrimp, and oysters. Boyfriend snapped this photo of his ceviche (love that there’s popcorn on top!):

The guys split off to continue drinking at Clyde’s, but the girls did a little shopping and dessert-hunting. I picked up an angel food cake-cheesecake concoction at Edibles Incredible and attacked half of it while watching Harry Potter in 3D later that night. So unfortunately, there’s no photo, but trust me when I say Edibles Incredible has awesome desserts.

Seriously, I didn’t expect the ‘burbs to be that fun. We all plan to make a trip to Reston a yearly event, aptly dubbed “RestoFest.” Sometimes it’s nice to just to get away from the city scene in DC and go somewhere to shop, drink, dine and watch a movie, all within a less-than-1-mile radius. And with free garage parking – you definitely don’t experience that in DC!

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Brunchin’ it. Part two.

8 Jul

There are two places that I’ve continuously heard from Washingtonians that are recommended as the top brunch spots in DC: Blue Duck Tavern and Tabard Inn. There are other excellent brunch spots in town (i.e. Birch & Barley), but for some reason, those two are like brunch institutions. I have yet to try BDT, but it remains in the back of my head for when I plan my next brunch outing.

Saturday brunch at Tabard Inn was half of a date that The Bf had planned for June – we’ve started this tradition of taking each other out on dates once a month, and we switch the planning responsibilities each month. I did May, Boyfriend tackled June. (Seeing “Midnight in Paris” was the other half the Saturday before). We had been slacking in the date department, so I initiated this plan in May. Hopefully, when we’re making a little bit more money, we can turn it into a bi-monthly or even weekly thing. 🙂

The “inn” part of Tabard Inn is incredibly quaint and nostalgic – when we arrived and waited in the seating area next to the lobby, I felt like I should be wearing a flapper dress and smoking with a long cigarette holder. The restaurant keeps up with the old-timey feel, with an atmosphere a cross between a Parisian cafe and a Southern restaurant in the ’50s.

My first suggestion if you decide to eat brunch at Tabard Inn: get the doughnuts. They’re soft and deceptively light. I probably could have eaten three but The Bf and I kept it at two each. They come with this lovely whipped cream that has a twinge of vanilla and is perfect to dip (or double-dip) the doughnut in.

I had the poached egg as my entree, which comes with cheese grits, fried oysters, pork belly and a bernaise sauce. If we hadn’t ordered doughnuts, I probably would’ve cleaned my plate, but alas my stomach can only expand so large. It’s a decadent dish, with each component being a bit richer than the next. The creamy grits had a strong cheese flavor (cheddar, maybe?) that I enjoyed, and the creaminess blended well with the crispiness of the oysters. The pork belly was salty and thick, a little tough though. I would take a little piece of each part to make one insanely flavorful bite.

Now that I’ve been to two restaurants that make their own signature doughnuts, I think it’s time that someone seriously considers opening up a doughnut shop. No, the one Krispy Kreme in Dupont Circle does not count (although I do love those doughnuts). If NYC can have a place like Doughnut Plant and San Francisco gets Dynamo Donuts, why can’t DC have it’s own shop selling only signature fried rings of sweet goodness? I think you can tell at this point that specialty doughnuts are slowly becoming my new obsession.

Brunchin’ it

1 Jul

Happy Friday! And Happy Canada Day to my Canadian friends, eh? 

Everyone’s stoked for the weekend. Those who aren’t going off to somewhere else for the holiday and sticking around here in the grand ol’ nations capitol probably have plans for grilling, barbeque-ing, drinking, fireworks-watching…or all of the above, which is what I have to look forward to. I consider myself super lucky this weekend because the higher-ups decided to close the office for the 5th as well. Which means 4 DAY WEEKEND. Yeeehawww.

I am definitely looking forward to spending time with my local homies, or my crew, or as we call ourselves, “Team DMV”. We all live in different parts of DC, Maryland and Virginia, thus DMV. Our group consists of twenty-somethings from around the US, including Washington State, California, Kansas, Arizona…but a huge chunk of us are ex-Florida residents. Somehow all of the young adults in Florida decided to move to DC after graduation. Or so it seems. I have a lot of Orlando/UF/Floridian friends here, which I’m super grateful for because it made moving here and making friends way easier than what I know most people experience.

Anyways, some of Team DMV and I visited Birch and Barley in Logan Circle for brunch recently and I’ve been meaning to write about it, because it was quite wonderful. The only negative to our experience was that we had to wait 30 minutes for our table, despite having a reservation (there was another party lingering beforehand at the table they were giving us). The folks at B&B were very accommodating, however, and offered us free flatbreads and doughnuts when we finally got to sit at our table. I was kind of surprised, actually. I really don’t remember the last time I experienced service like that when I had to wait for a reserved table. (That’s kind of sad, isn’t it?)

The food itself was phenomenal. We were treated to a chicken souvlaki flatbread, a buffalo chicken flatbread, and 2 plates of donuts: toffee bacon, lemon-poppy seed and a small donut hole glazed in bittersweet chocolate. Both flatbreads were full of flavor; I really liked how the buffalo chicken reminded me of chicken wings and celery with ranch. The chicken souvlaki had a great Mediterranean flavor to it with the hummus and tzatziki.

 

The toffee bacon donut was just as decadent as it’s name sounds, especially as it was still warm from the kitchen: a little sticky, but thick, sweet and salty and probably the best donut I’ve had so far on this cost of the U.S. I loved the lightness of the lemon-poppy seed, which had a good balance of both flavors. I enjoyed my tiny half of the chocolate-dipped donut hole. I mean, it’s fried dough dipped in chocolate. You know that’s always good. 😛

I had the huevos rancheros as my main, which was presented in a sort of deconstructed way, with a pepper jack cheese and avocado omelet, pupusas, and poblano sausage, with a side of sour cream. Taking a little bit of everything at once onto the fork and eating that as a whole bite created that typical huevos rancheros taste, but even everything separate was delicious.

I tried a little bit of almost everyone else’s dishes (some of us had the same ones), and everything was equally rich and bold and filling. In terms of portion sizes, you certainly get your money’s worth here (I had a huge food baby belly after).

Ahh-mazing chicken and waffles, which I almost got. The chicken, by the way, must have been seasoned with crack, it was so delicious. (And no, that’s not crack sprinkled on top, that’s powdered sugar).

“Dinosaur Ed wants chicken and waffles, rawr!” I wonder if Jen ever realized he was making this face. Ed’s fried egg sandwich, by the way, was the most gut-busting sandwich I’ve ever tasted, because it had both fried egg AND pork belly on a thick pretzel roll. Yes, I’ll take that heart attack with a side of hash browns, please.

I hope my friends don’t kick me out of the crew for including our group photos. I love these guys, and besides, we make a good looking bunch of young’uns:

Already looking forward to the next Adventures of Team DMV this weekend…

A little bit of new and old

22 Jun

I recently had brunch at Ba Bay, a modern-Vietnamese restaurant in Capitol Hill. Today, Washington Post released a story on a change in positions at the restaurant: it’s head chef, Nick Sharpe, is leaving for a stint in California, while it’s owner, Khoa Nguyen will be shifting into the kitchen as chef. Since the menu will be overhauled, save for some select dishes, the food I was going to write about may not still be on the menu from now on.

Even if these changes weren’t happening, I plan to visit Ba Bay again, because I enjoyed my food on both occasions that I went. The first time around, with The Bf (and sans camera), I had a wonderful pork belly dish with saucy rice noodles that I loved. The belly was a little dry, though thick and definitely a little rich, with its crispy skin. The noodles were soft, but balanced with the crunch from a peanut and cilantro garnish, and salty from the thin fish sauce.

The second time around, I went with my good friend Lisa. Yes, we share the same name, somehow that hasn’t become as confusing as you think it would be. Full disclosure: she happens to be a friend of Nguyen’s, but all thoughts on this post are my own, not solicited (even though we got free dessert).

On this occasion, we shared their autumn rolls, which were perfectly crispy on the outside, and the vegetables tasted fresh on the inside. It was even better with the creamy peanut dipping sauce. (I love getting spring rolls at Vietnamese restaurants and stores just for that sauce).

I had pho for my main dish, and while I would’ve liked a more flavorful broth, the soup as a whole was hearty and chock-full of plenty of meat, vegetables and noodles. I always add a ton of hot sauce and hoisin sauce to my pho, wherever I get it, so that upped the flavor a bit.

Lisa tried their take on the traditional bånh mî, except she opted for fried egg (you can also get it “classic,” with pork belly, or with meatballs). I didn’t try it, but she raved about it, and I had heard good things about this banh mi before. So they must be doing something right with that dish.


Being that Lisa is a friend, Nguyen insisted on treating us to dessert, so we shared his choices of their strawberry-basil popsicle and their sesame cake. They were both fitting for the warmth of the day. The sesame flavor was subtle in the cake, which was very light and spongy, but the coconut flavor in the ice cream and caramel made up for the subtleties.

The popsicle was inventive and refreshing. It was best eaten with a little bit of everything: a part of the strawberry side, a part of the basil side, and some of the accompanying cream. The combination of fruit and herb flavors mixed nicely, and I enjoyed the crumble sprinkled on top for a bit of added crunch.

There were small parts to our meal that I would tweak, but overall, the dishes seemed to successfully balance a modern approach to traditional Vietnamese flavors. So I’m curious as to whether the food will stay this way, or shift toward a more modern or a more traditional direction, now that Nguyen is going to be in the kitchen. I’m eager to go back soon to see how these changes look and taste.

I got chocolate wasted at Serendipity.

8 Jun

Have any of you been to Serendipity in NYC? Serendipity 3 just opened up here in DC and after hearing all the hoopla about their frozen hot chocolate, I had to pay a visit. I told Mama Nosher about Serendipity and she became equally excited to try. So on Saturday, after lunch and a little shopping in Georgetown (I’m poor and I only go shopping when the parentals are in a giving mood), we opted for some dessert.

Unfortunately, we came right at a busy time – sometime after 2:30 – which I didn’t think would be busy, but I guess the post-lunch crowd wanted dessert like we did. After waiting probably 40 minutes, we finally got seated and Mom and I ended up sharing a frozen hot chocolate and their Red Velvet Sundae.


HELLO CRAZY BIG SUNDAE.

Yeah…I should’ve known that a sundae that includes a slice of red velvet cake was going to be a monster. Unfortunately, you can’t really see it under the mound of whipped cream in the photo above. I couldn’t even get through half of it and I honestly felt like a huge glutton after. You’d think that someone like me with a never-ending sugar craving would be able to demolish a sundae like that  (complete with hot fudge pool in the bowl – yum!).

The frozen hot chocolate was delicious, but I suppose with all the hype I was expecting something life-changing. I certainly enjoyed our desserts but they were so big, I felt a little like I didn’t eat my $12 worth…so I made a promise to myself that I could go again and order a sundae for myself only after I’ve run a half-marathon. I’d say if you’re going to go here, go on a weekday at an odd hour to avoid crowds, and come as hungry as possible.

On a food-related note, if you’re on Foodspotting, follow me!

And if you’re not on Foodspotting, and you enjoy eating out, giving restaurant recommendations, or just taking photos of your food, check out their site and join. As a food blogger, it’s only natural that I’m on a site that allows me to post photos of foods that I’ve recently enjoyed and would recommend, and I often use it to decide on a restaurant or a dish at whatever spot I’m eating.

And on a totally unrelated note, my friend Lindsey and I often talk about our experiences with traveling abroad. Homegirl has been to 40 countries – say what?? Yeah. No lie. Well, she just started a travel blog! It’s titled The Internationally Minded American, where she chronicles her traveling experience, gives awesome recommendations for different countries, and offers advice for anyone thinking of or about to travel (especially abroad). She has so many great stories to tell. So please check our her blog, leave a comment, subscribe, whatever – show her some love!

 

So tell me, what are some great places you’ve traveled to? Which one was your favorite?

Not that kind of “biker” joint.

3 Jun

I don’t know what it is about this week, but I am tired! And it’s not even Friday evening yet. I’m looking forward to the weekend, which I wish was another 3-day one, because everyone seems to be throwing plans into the open, left and right. There’s a big food truck gathering tonight that looks tempting (though I’m weary about massive crowds after 5pm). I’m also running a 5k tomorrow and am hoping to try a new restaurant at some point during the weekend.

I did get a chance to try DC’s new (and only as far as I know) ramen joint, Toki Underground. I had some time to kill before a late gathering with friends in the Atlas district, so I decided to hit up Toki for a solo dinner. Toki is small, with very limited seating, but the food was very affordable and absolutely delicious. I’m hoping to come back and take some legit photos at some point but here’s a look (via my iPhone) at the Miso ramen I had last night:

That ain’t your typical dorm-approved, microwaveable ramen, folks.

I know this is jumping my timeline backwards, but I did want to tell you guys about Bikes, Beans and Bordeaux in Orlando, FL. I had wanted to take The Bf to The Ravenous Pig, which has been lauded by many a blogger and Yelper alike, but lunchtime was pushed into the 1pm hour and with the 30-minute drive to downtown, we wouldn’t have gotten there in time. So I opted for another highly-rated spot in Winter Park, Bikes, Beans and Bordeaux. Upon reading the name of the place, though, I assumed that this was some sort of fancified biker bar. Turns out the “Bikes” part of their name refers to bicycles. Much less intimidating.

Yet again, another cute spot in Winter Park. I guess you could say Winter Park is the Brooklyn of Orlando: more local & mom-and-pop cafes with unique concepts and really great food occupy space here than do Olive Gardens and McDonald’s. Obviously I like this area a bit more then my own neighborhood.

B3 does lunchtime foods well. I can’t vouch for their salads because I didn’t have one, but I really enjoyed my soup and sandwich combo:  The Messenger sandwich, plus a bowl of corn bisque. The Messenger has red apple, red onion, Swiss cheese, and honey mustard, and I added sliced turkey for a little extra, all on wheat and hot-pressed. Sure it’s a super simple, but I wouldn’t have thought of apple and onion and cheese as a delicious combo. It was. Dipped into the bisque, which was creamy yet chunky and had a distinct curry tang in it, the sandwich tasted even better.

And yes, you get a little bag of jelly beans on the side! Plus chips and a pickle or carrot sticks (I went with chips & a pickle – I looove pickles).

I liked the concept of this cafe. I didn’t really experience any of the Beans or Bordeaux part, as it was too late for coffee and too early for wine. But including both along with a wide variety of food choices is a cool idea, as well as tying it all together with the cycling theme. They played video of past cycling races on a flatscreen tv and the staff wears those caps that cyclists often wear (I have no idea what the actual term for those are). Plus, all the dishes are named with some sort of connection to bicycles and cycling. Never mind that I haven’t sat on a bike in probably over a year. I’d come back to B3.

Now if someone would just open up a restaurant with a running+coffee+baked goods concept…

Brownie bits to bulgogi

17 May

I had a chance to try a few new things and places recently, as well as returning to a favorite. I was literally stuffed to the core by Sunday night, I had a full-on gut going on. Oh well. It meant a happy belly. Here’s where I ate, and what:

1. Pinkberry – DC got its first Pinkberry recently and despite having passed by Pinkberrys plenty of times in NYC, I never actually bothered to go into one until I had some downtime on Saturday in Dupont Circle. The district has been inundated with frozen yogurt spots within the past year, and the pool is only getting deeper with options. Frozen yogurt isn’t my go-to dessert (I like baked goods a bit more if you haven’t noticed), but this definitely hit the sweet spot. I like that that they have a small selection of flavors, not just the standard tart/original flavor. I had coconut fro-yo with strawberries, pumpkin granola, and brownie bits. Loved it! I’d never seen pumpkin granola at a fro-yo place before so I was happy to be able to try something really original.

2. The Karen Mary Co.’s Marshmallows – The Bf picked up some of this local confectionery’s marshmallows at the West End Cinema one day and gave them to me as a treat. Again – and I suppose I’m more particular about dessert than I realized – I don’t normally go for straight up eating marshmallows for dessert. But these were damn good marshmallows! We shared a bag of coconut marshmallows – soft marshmallows covered in toasted coconut – and strawberry marshmallows covered in dark chocolate sprinkled with sea salt. They turned out to be way more delicious than your standard marshmallow, plus I could snack on one or two and feel satisfied without risking a sugar overload. If you’re in the DC area, check them out.

3. The Chesapeake Room – I hate to admit it, having lived here for 3.5 years already, but I haven’t ventured far enough or often enough into Eastern Market and Barracks Row. It’s really a nice area, especially on a breezy, post-rainstorm, Sunday evening. The Bf and I decided to come here while walking around looking for a place for dinner. The menu is kind of small, but there is something for everyone – buffalo burgers, fish, roasted chicken, entree salads. We enjoyed this appetizer to start off, the Fried Green Tomato Crab Stack: two fried green tomatoes sandwiching a mound of Maryland crab salad, with fresh basil and a tomato jam. The combination of textures was my favorite part of this dish. There was crunch from the fried tomato and a nice creaminess from the crab, with a little bit of spice from the jam.

4. Honeypig – This is pretty much a staple among my friends and I whenever we’re way out in Virgina, whether that is Annandale (a.k.a. K-town) or Centreville (a.k.a. K-Town Jr.), which is where I was Saturday night. After spending a few hours at Spa World, we had worked up an appetite, and oh, how convenient! There’s a Honeypig here. There’s also a Bonchon Chicken here but we actually held ourselves back and deferred to Korean BBQ. Who doesn’t love beef and pig wonderfully marinated in the tears of angels? I mean, marinated in whatever they marinate the meat in. I have no idea. But it’s delicious. I’m particularly a fan of their Bulgogi and their Galbee, especially wrapped up in a huge lettuce leaf with some kimchee and dipped in the salty-gingery sauce they give you. When it comes to detoxing in a sauna and then eating back all that weight you sweat off, I’m convinced Koreans know how to do it best. I’ll happily follow in those footsteps.

Any great local restaurants that you’ve recently enjoyed?

Ain’t no thing but a chicken wing.

22 Apr

Do you guys ever get hit with completely odd cravings? Or cravings for foods that no one else likes? Part of me is thinking, “It’s pretty sad I’m going to write a blog post about this place.” The other part of me is saying, “But this was pretty awesome.”

This, my friends, is a blog post about Hooters.

Just kidding! OK, not really. Here’s the story: on Wednesday my colleague Lindsey mentioned she had been craving fried pickles for days. Lo and behold, I’m practically her only friend who actually likes them as well, and much to her surprise and delight, agreed to get some, somewhere in DC. (No, we are not preggers or anything like that, we just want odd foods at odd times). Thanks to a little bit of tweeting, some quick research, and randomly asking around, we found out that Hooters has fried pickles.  Linds was also craving lobster with melted butter and well, whadaya know. Ok, no, Hooters does not have lobster. But they have crab legs and that was close enough for her!

And so, after work, Linsday and I walked into the nearby Hooters in Chinatown (yes I realize how weird that sounds, but this is DC). We were still in our work attire, and we were probably 2 of about 6 women in there, not including the Hooters girls. I’ll be honest, I actually am not ashamed to eat at Hooters nor do I care that the waitresses have to wear the shortest shorts ever. There are tons of Hooters in Orlando and I’d been to them a few times, just to have wings and beers during a game. I kind of feel like other Floridians wouldn’t really care about eating at Hooters either, but maybe that’s just me. It’s just so dang hot down in Florida, everyone has to wear next-to-nothing in order to avoid sweating, so we’re not that far off from Hooters work attire. Lindsey, on the other hand, has never been to Hooters but did find the whole experience amusing. And she did want to hug each girl and tell them “It’ll be ok.”

Takes real women to eat like this.

So how were the pickles? They definitely hit the spot. Granted, I like my fried pickles sliced thicker (these were like fried sandwich pickles). But I enjoyed them nonetheless. Lindsey was practically writing poetry about the pickles and crab legs, she was so happy to have satisfied her 3-day long craving. I also splurged on wings, because it happened to be Wing Wednesday and wings were $5.99. The wings aren’t bad at Hooters so I knew I wouldn’t be disappointed, but after eating 2 fried foods for dinner I felt a bit icky afterwards. But sometimes, indulging a craving is totally worth it in the moment.

I realize that bloggers only show a portion of what they eat or cook on their blogs. I often eat leftovers or I just throw something kind of lame together like macaroni and cheese with broccoli. And sometimes I get my food from chains like Papa John’s (it’s actually my favorite pizza delivery), or in this case, Hooters. I think it’s interesting to see the stuff that people eat that’s not so pretty to photograph, or glamorous to talk about. Sometimes, all you want is some ugly, greasy, fried food. Not that plan on going back to Hooters anytime soon.

The greasier the food, the sleepier I look. I guess that actually makes sense.

How does she manage to make cracking claws look lovely?!?

Some folks on Twitter did let me know about other spots that offer fried pickles – we had decided to go with Hooters because they had crab and because it’s close to my home and the metro. But I’m definitely up for trying some of the other fried pickles spots: DC-3, Chidog-Os, Continential, Scion, Hard Times Cafe…anyone up for a fried pickle tour of DC?

Do you guys ever get odd or totally random cravings? Is there a restaurant you’re ashamed to admit you actually like?

Finger-lickin’ good

23 Mar

Backstory: Some of my friends had been RAVING about Korean fried chicken for the longest time. Korean fried chicken, by the way is basically double-fried chicken. Obviously, that second dip in the fryer seals the deal that Korean fried chicken is ah-mah-zing.

I can’t really remember how long it had been, but my one gal pal Dorothy claims she told me about it over a year ago but for whatever reason I didn’t think much of it. At least not until my friend Mark started going to Bonchon Chicken in Annandale, VA. Then the stories started coming in of his frequent visits to this small, unassuming restaurant which I soon discovered is practically missable while driving, tucked in a small plaza.

[For those of you not in the DC-Maryland-Virginia area (DMV), Annandale is basically the Little Korea of this area. And is, unfortunately, not metro accessible.]

Anyways, Mark was always raving about this place. And then somehow, everyone else I knew had managed to go, and subsequently rave about it as well. I really started feeling like a black sheep until my friends and I finally made plans to drive out on a Saturday and just go.

This place is so popular that my friend Jen reserved a table and ordered 4 platters of chicken ahead of time, to make sure we’d be able to eat within a reasonable hour. It certainly was a good plan, since our chicken came to the table almost immediately after I and a few others arrived.

The best chiggin’ in the world

I had my first bite. And…ohmahgah. Literally, that’s the word sound that I make when I bite into something so delicious and indulgent. I start to slur my words. Korean fried chicken, at least the kind made at Bonchon (which is actually chain based in South Korea), is perfectly juicy and tender on the inside, seasoned well, with a thick, crispy, fried coating basted in soy garlic or spicy soy garlic sauce. It tasted tangy, salty, and just the right amount of spicy (for me, at least). It comes with pickled radish, that, when taken in one bite with a bit of rice, is wonderfully umami.

I had a moment with my last piece. Don’t judge me. Please.

By the way, that entire plate of bones is NOT all mine. Probably half was. Just kidding. But our group of 9 polished off the 4 plates of wings and drumsticks. Do you ever get full from eating, yet what you were eating was so good, you just want more? Wait, I think that’s gluttony. Let’s just say I probably should go confess to my priest about this sometime soon.

After dinner, and stuffed off chicken yet somehow not food-comatose, our group decided to go for some karaoke, in true Asian fashion. Annandale is not only the best area around for Korean food, it’s the best for Korean-style “get-up-and-embarass-yourself” type of entertainment. I gotta tell you, I rocked that mic. 😛

I am the next American Idol.

Can you tell what song I was singing to by the lyrics on the screen above my head?

So, I know I’m supposed to be all healthy and such, and typically I am. I did go for a 4-mile run earlier in the day in order to get my metabolism running in preparation for this event. But damn. If you’re going to take a break from salads and portion control, do so at Bonchon Chicken.

 

Have you ever done karaoke? What’s your favorite song to sing?

 

When being bad tastes good

11 Feb

Can I interest you in some…food porn? (*Bow chika wow wow*)

The photos in this post remind me of the ones Cobrasnake takes of Olsen sisters at random booze-and-drug-fueled parties in LA. Equally bad has been my eating habits this week, gone by the wayside with the excuse that “it’s my birthday, darnit!”

The highlight of my week was Wednesday, when I celebrated my 27th with dinner at Founding Farmers. FF, as I like to refer to the restaurant, is one of my favorite spots in DC. I’m not really sure why I haven’t talked about it before. Maybe I wanted to keep the place all to myself. But that didn’t really work since the place is uber-popular (for good reason). I don’t really have much to critique on here – I’ve always enjoyed the food, and even when I try to branch out from my usuals (i.e. their version of chicken and waffles), I’m not disappointed.

This time around, I started with a wedge of cornbread, which was fluffy, just a touch sweet with whole kernels of corn, nicely browned and crisp on top. For my entree, I had their lobster macaroni and cheese – there’s no way I couldn’t have my favorite food in the world (other than chocolate) on my birthday. They make theirs really cheesy and creamy, with big rigatoni noodles, topped with toasted crumbs and a hunk of lobster with a side of toasted bread and a lime half. Lobster, cheese and pasta…I’m not sure of many dishes that get worse than that, but what other occasion than a birthday to let myself eat it?

Add to that a giant bowl of decadent chocolate mousse, which I felt would be a worthy replacement of the usual birthday cake. Candles, or not, it ended the meal nicely, even if it rounded out my dairy-covered dinner with a more dairy-centric dessert. It’s creamy, rich, chocolatey (of course), topped with whipped cream, caramel, and little chocolate crunchies. The serving size itself, really is large (as evidenced by my posing with it near my head). We ordered 2 bowls for a party of 12 and we still didn’t polish both off. Although I got pretty close to doing so myself. Hey, you only turn 27 once!