xmas pizza

At my house, we're not what most people would call traditionalists. We do have our things that we do though. Like pizza for breakfast on christmas day. It started at my mom's house, back when I was vegetarian. She normally makes ham and crap, but she happened to have some frozen pizza crusts around, so she whipped up some pizza.

The idea stuck.

it's homemade pizza

It's "homemade" in that it is assembled in house, but these days most ingredients come prepared. The sauce is from a can, etc. I'm sure you'll be surprised to hear that I don't make the cheese from scratch either. I know, scandalous right? I do srhed the cheese myself. Also, I cut vegetables. The crust is one of those frozen dough balls. I don't use none of that boboli crap; it makes the baby jesus cry.

Green Eggs

I'm not the only person in my house that thinks about food all the time. Rakka's suspect and fugitive involves the nosh quite frequently. She has a pretty different perspective than I do, though. And, of course, she tries not to waste stuff. So...

Green Eggs in Pan

Yes, my eggs are green. And why? Well, 'american ferrera' had to go somewhere.

American Ferrera on Suspect and Fugitive

If it was amusing in the pan, it was frightening in the eggwhich it was destined for. But it was just food die, so it tasted fine. It's like that green ketchup they had for a while.

Green Eggs and Fake Ham

So, if you're the one reader who hasn't seen S&F, now you have no excuses.

Happy Teriyaki

There are two things you go to Happy Teriyaki for: quantity and speed. Also, it's cheap.

To be honest, I have a rather unflattering nickname for the place. I stand by it, but as I do actually like the place, I won't actually spell it out. Suffice it to say, it rhymes with "Happy Teriyaki" and starts with "Cr".

Spicy Chicken

It may seem strange that I disparage the place with stupid names, but still claim to like it. Or maybe not. You probably expect this type of thing by now. Any place that packs a large styrofoam container (though maybe not for long, what will happen in january? ooOOoo!) for less than $8 is bound to find itself in my good graces some days.

And it's not bad, for what it is. And it's fast. Everything's ready when you get there. The rice is already in the container. You tell them container size and choice of meat and it's assembled almost as you finish talking. When the line is out the door it still only takes 5 to 10 minutes to get through. When you're big hurry and you've a big hunger, you can't really beat it.

I should mention, if you get tofu or fish (breaded) they fry it up fresh. It takes longer, but it's good. Nice and crispy.

[where: 823 3rd Ave Seattle, WA 98104]

chikindon (gyudon but with chicken) [adventures in japanese cooking]

Remember last month I got that 'Japanese cooking for Americans' book and then made some stuff from it. Yeah. That was great.

chikindon

No, seriously, it was. Which is why I'm fiddn ta keep it going. There's a recipe for gyudon, which looked pretty freaking fantastic. But I'm not down with Gyū (beef)*, so I adapted it for toriniku (chikin (chicken)). This was a complex process with many steps, they were:

1. Replace beef with chicken

Hard, right? The rest of the thing was pretty easy too. Basically just some onions simmered in soy sauce and sake with a bit of ginger, sugar and garlic. I'm probably leaving something out, but it was easy.

The end result was sweet, winey deliciousness. I had mine with extra yum, in the form of a raw egg on top.

when in doubt, crack an egg on top

The only question now is: what's next?

* I know a 'no mammals' policy is weird. It's an arbitrary place to draw a line. All lines are arbitrary. so thhhbpht.

meeting "the man" (Dixies BBQ)

The big thing about Dixies BBQ is this super special hot sauce called "the man". Typically, the owner walks around with a pot of sauce, asking if you've met "the man". If you haven't then you get one tiny drop from the end of a single tine of a fork. The idea is: it's hot.

menu

The thing about the man is it's basically dave's insanity. Maybe it's home made, maybe it's purchased and dressed up, but the theory is identical. It's tomato paste with pure capsaicin extract mixed in. If you haven't encountered it, there are two things you need to know about Dave's. 1) the extract makes it hotter than hot peppers. 2) it tastes like ass. The same applies to "the man".

So, as gimmicks go, it'll work on me the once.

But if I'm not going back for "the Man", am I going back for the BBQ? In a word, no. It wasn't really any good. Average at best.

Chicken BBQ

Also, the atmosphere is extremely uncomfortable. You wait in line forever, then you finally get into the kitchen and you find out why. It is run as a model of micromanagement. There's this huge lady sitting at the cash register directing nearly each movement of everybody else in the place. "Cook, you will make two pork rib plates. Now put them there. Now make three 520s. Line them up next to the other orders. Now stop. Now make two potato salads. Stack them, no, on that counter..."

Hey, it's potato salad.

And for some reason, they arbitrarily group 5 or 6 orders together before they hand them out. So you've paid, your order is sitting there a foot from you, and you're expected to wait for the 5 suckers behind you. Bah.

at least they have big tables

To cut a long story short, I don't expect to be visiting Dixe's again anytime soon.

[where: 11522 Northup Way, Bellevue, WA 98004]

belltown pizza

I walk by belltown pizza all the time, but I've never been in? Why is that? Probably because it seems from the outside like a crappy, touristy, sports bary place with no redeeming qualities. But you know that thing they say about book covers, right?

You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

It's dark inside, so I don't have a lot of great pictures. As devoted as I am to you, dear readers, there are some days when I'm incapable of being 'that asshole with the flash photography'.

But enough about that. We're here for pizza. And it's good pizza. The Fire in Belltown is my new favorite pie. Of course, you already know that any place that puts the hot sauce on the pizza for me is going to surge ahead in the rankings. It's almost like cheating.

Hot sauce? I'm home.

It's not just the hot sauce though. The ingredients all seemed to be high quality. The cheese stood out as particularly good, having enough flavor to stand up to the hot sauce and roasted red peppers without being overpowering or vulgar.

good vinaigrette, this

The salad even caught my attention. The vinaigrette was just right; vinegary, but not too vinegary. An impressive feat that continuously eludes me. The croutons were almost too crunchy though. Couldn't get a fork in them.

[where: 2422 1st Ave, Seattle, WA 98121]

adventures in Japanese cooking

A couple of weeks ago Rakka and I stopped in at Kinokuniya (the one in Uwajimaya) and, purely on impulse, we picked up "Let's Cook Japanese Food".

It's written by an American lady who married into a Japanese family, and then spent a bunch of time in Japan learning to cook from her mother in law. I'm not exactly in the target audience, since I have no ambition to be a housewife (Japanese or otherwise), but I'm close. After all, I am an American whose exposure to Japanese food is mostly limited to sushi restaurants. And yes, I am interested in simple home cooking that real people make on a regular basis.

Ok, so lets start with Ebi no Chiri So-su (shrimp in mild tomato chili sauce). This was surprisingly easy, and would have been more so if I had sprung for pre-shelled shrimp.

shelling shrimp

There were a ton of ingredients (yes, there's ketchup hiding in this picture), but putting them all together only took one bowl and one pan (and one dish to temporarily hold the cooked shrimp).

ingredients (labeled)

As you can see, it came out pretty good. It was slightly sweet, subtlety spicy and nicely shrimpy.

Ebi no CHiri So-su

The ketchup thing threw me for a minute. According to the book, a lot of everyday food in Japan is adaptations of other cultures' food. This is heartening. Now, when I head into the kitchen to bastardize some traditional japanese dish, I can feel like it's a trade instead of a theft.

So the shrimp was last week. Last night I tried my hand at Tsukune (grilled ground chicken skewers). This, even more than the grilled corn, justified the indoor electric grill that the book made me get.

Indoor grills rock

It came out a little more meatloafy than I expected, and a little more chary. All in all, pretty good though.

Tsukune

There are still 100+ recipes in the book, and there's a whole Kinokuniya full of more cookbooks. I think my adventures in Japanese cooking will continue. And, of course, they'll be obsessively documented right here.

unicorn crêpes

What do I need to say about Unicorn Crêpes? It's French food writ Japanese street style. The shop is full of plastic examples of the delights contained within, and two tables. It's fantastic.

Crêpe!!!

Of course, I go savory whenever possible. The spicy tuna, egg, lettuce and mayo contrasted nicely with the lightly sweet crêpe.

Savory

Rakka, who is of course my exact opposite, goes for sweet at every opportunity. So UC is her type of place. Blueberry chocolate received her seal of approval.

a bit sweet?

I mentioned the plastic crêpes right? It's one of my favorite things.

it looks so real!

I like it so much, I took a lot of pics.

It's not too far to get to for lunch. I think I'll do that... every day!

[where: 421 6th Ave S, Seattle, WA 98104]

Uptown China

Uptown China combines two extremely rare things in Seattle: decent chinese food and delivery. Though it's far from authentic, it's easily the best chinese I've found outside of the ID. And it's certainly the best non-pizza delivery in LQA.

signed, sealed*, delivered, oh yeah
*loosely

This is what it's all about. When food shows up magically at your door you know you've arrived. Because, you know, you haven't gone anywhere... er. you know what I mean. I really don't know why there's not more delivery around here. But at least there's uptown.

chang sa chicken

The food is pretty good for american style chinese food. The chicken is good quality, etc. Everything was decent tasting but kind of bland, exactly as you'd expect. Not what I'm looking for all the time, but there are days when it's perfect.

broccoli with garlic sauce

And, as with all delivery, the big question is 'how is it the next morning'? Survey says: I wish we ordered more.

[where: 200 Queen Anne Ave N, Seattle, WA 98109]

uncommon esculents: alaskan crab legs

Being a Maryland boy, I grew up eating Chesapeake Blue Crab by the bushel. But as much as I love those, it's taken me three years in Seattle to get around to trying king crab. Today, that oversight has been rectified.

The apple is for scale

Now, at twenty dollars a pound, these are decidedly uncommon esculents. But sometimes, well, sometimes you just have to drop 30 bucks on a single course. When they're on special at Larry's (metro market) seems like as good a time as any.

this is the biggest solid chunk of crab I've ever encountered

I'm starting to understand the appeal of these things. I've just had the one leg so far and I had to take a break. It's so much crab in there. It really is sweet too. The butter, on the other hand, was a bad move. It's over powering. Best to just let the crab speak for itself.

bakeman's

Ah, Bakeman's. What can you say? A real, honest cafeteria, that's famous for it's turkey sandwich. And rightly so. In fact, I'm hard pressed to order anything else.

So, lets see what we've got here.

Now that's a lunch

A big old sammich, soup, and a pickle and a half. It was, what, $8.50 after tax. It's served with a "you better ask right or we'll let you know" sort of attitude. Which makes me nervous, and I always ask wrong. It's a, thing, I do.

Turkey Sandwich

But it's worth it. I mean, check that sammich. It's as good as it looks. I get it with mixed meat, that is half dark half white, but you have your choice.

So, what about the other stuff? Their food is of a certain quality. It seems manufactured, but on closer inspection I do believe they make everything themselves. The salad seems to come from a bag, but up close the carrots show themselves to be hand cut. The turkey soup seems like campbell's, but again, I'm 90% sure they make it themselves.

my soup is turkey noodle

So, that's about it. Pure cafeteria food at it's best. The only thing I have left for you is a blurry blurry picture of the inside of my sandwich.

oooh, cranberry sauce

Yes, that's cranberry sauce. It's twenty five cents extra. Entirely worth it. It's like a harvest festival in here.

[where: 122 Cherry St, Seattle, WA, 98104]

burgermaster, or should I say BURGERMASTER

I have finally made it to Burgermaster. I've meant to go for ages and ages, but I hardly ever make it over to the U district. this past weekend was the big book sale at Magnuson park, so it was a great excuse to stop by.

I am the BURGERMASTER! BOW TO ME!

I'm really glad I did. The place is awesome. Product of my time that I am, I love a 70s fast food joint that's been frozen in time. Well, not exactly frozen; everything is hella worn. The wood grain has almost worn off of the tables. But at least they have a bizarre coffee bar thing out in the middle of everything.

I am the BURGERMASTER! WOULD YOU LIKE SOME COFFEE!?

I love the ambiance. I have to admit, as soon as I got inside it didn't really matter what the food tasted like. I was home.

I am the BURGERMASTER! THE FOIL WILL HELP YOU MUNCH!

The food was good though. And it was brought to the table. Woot! Table service makes it classy!

I am the BURGERMASTER! YOU ARE NUMBER 8!

Speaking of class, I'm a bit of a classist, but in the biological classification sense. I didn't actually get a burger; I went for the turkey (no bacon). I was happy with my choice. They went out of their way to make it just as greasy as a burger, if not more so, which I appreciate immensely. I'd feel like a chump getting something healthy at Burgermaster.

I am the BURGERMASTER! ENOUGH ALREADY!
Err. A Turkey Sandwich, fries, and shakes

Oh, and the shakes were excellent. I'm not a huge fan of Rakka's fake banana, but I liked my mocha a lot. Again, healthy choices are not allowed. You must go for the shake.

No greasy burger? don't worry, we'll fry the bread

Oh, and the best part? The whole shebang, sandwich, fries and 2 shakes, was about 12.50 delivered (to the table, remember). In conclusion, my heart and arteries are very happy Burgermaster is difficult for me to get to.

[where: 3040 NE 45th St, Seattle, WA 98105]