December 03, 2003
don't even get me started on Little Venice chicken wings.
For you kids keeping score at home who are wondering about the Rochester-based culinary delight Monk and I are prattling on about, this:
is a Nick Tahou's Garbage Plate.
I must point out that unlike other fast food/greasy spoon establishments who entice you with glossy, misleading photos of food that look nothing like what you will receive, the above picture is totally accurate. It is exactly, 100% to the "T" what you will be handed when you order a Garbage Plate; a fatty pile of meat and starch on a grease-splattered paper plate. God love them.
(note to boyfriend, G: Get out your big pants, Daddy. During our trip upstate you will drink Genny, and you will eat Garbage.)
Posted by Antigeist at December 3, 2003 01:42 PMIt could be the two cosmos and three beers I consumed last night, but that looks pretty damn good right now...
Posted by: Emma at December 3, 2003 02:16 PMAhhh, see that's it. The booze in you. It is a pile of food that is (by design) the perfect compliment to lots and lots of booze.
Even the recipe calls for a case of beer as a side dish.
Posted by: antigeist at December 3, 2003 02:51 PMI'm about the farthest thing from a beer snob and I don't even drink Genny if I can help it. How about you just drive by the brewery and treat him to Golden Anniversery?
Posted by: monk at December 3, 2003 04:25 PMI know, Genny beer sucks. 12 Horse is the only barely potable variety, emphasis on the barely. But while in Rome, and since he's never even tasted one I figure he should, if only to know that he never wants a second.
Same way I make everyone eat Scrapple when I take them to Delaware.
Posted by: antigieist at December 3, 2003 05:31 PM