Friday, June 30, 2006

6.29.06 - Grandma Dinner

Lunch:
Key lime yogurt
Baby carrots
Gala apple
Chocolate pudding

Aix
1 glass Beaujolais
Pappardelle with brown butter, cracked black pepper, garlic, wilted arugula -- This was not good. The pasta was overcooked and almost mushy. This is one of the few times I've been to a decent restaurant and thought that I could have made the same dish better and for much less money.
1 glass sauvignon blanc
Salmon with millet cake, sauteed sweet corn, fresh bacon -- The millet cake with corn and bacon was pretty good, but overall this dish was sort of boring (although the piece of salmon was enormous). I was disappointed by this meal. I didn't expect anything revolutionary, but the place has gotten pretty good write-ups and it was not cheap.

Doc Holliday's
Some Doc's Amber

4 Comments:

Blogger SC said...

Is your grandmother a French sophisticate?

8:54 AM  
Blogger mattpod said...

Certainly not.

9:35 AM  
Blogger zachkay said...

Mattpod's grandmother urged me to do some cartoons about Ellis Island in order to give it a "human face."

12:40 PM  
Blogger Jack said...

Mattpod's grandmother pulled up next to me at a stoplight, and started whistling and hooting to get my attention. I realized that she wanted to drag race (she was in a heavily modded Supra) and revved my engine (I was in my utility Civic that I use for chores, but that is basically street illegal) to signify that, yeah, Grampod, I'll race you. So the light turns green, and I take off, and I'm two blocks away before I realize that she took off from the light in reverse and is already five blocks behind the starting line. I bank myself up off some newspaper machines to do a quick 180 and take off after her - going forward while she's in reverse - just so I can give her a quick thumbs up to concede victory. It takes me over two miles to catch up with her, and we wind up down along East Broadway before I finally catch her. She's just laughing and nodding at me and she's got her old lady buddy in the car with just laughing her head off. So I buy them both lunch at Canton Carl's (this totally illegal Chinese food place that's only for real hard-asses) and while we're eating she tells me to either get bigger wheels or balls, and then she and her buddy crack up, and she buys us a round of Tsingtaos. Classic Mattpod's grandmother all the way.

9:17 PM  

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