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Thursday
Mar242011

Tandoori Chicken Tikka Naan Sandwich

TASTY
I was walking away from the gym yesterday mid-day, feeling disheartened that the Potbelly line was eighty miles long, and concerned as to where from might my post-workout refuel meal come.

(Yay for awkward efforts to not end my sentence with a preposition, which isn't something you should end a sentence with!)

Then, there on the street, I bumped into Dawn and Wendy, two of my colleagues, and righteous Naan & Beyond FIENDS. So, I went for Indian.

Not being in the mood for something saucy, I opted for a double tandoori chicken tikka naan sandwich. GOOD CHOICE. I'd had the lamb equivalent months ago, and though I'd almost always consider lamb the tastier choice, this chicken was moist and succulent, well-marinated (definitely a classic Indian yogurt marinade) with just a touch of char from the tandoor. The sandwich included acceptable tomatoes, good coleslaw, and a little mayo. Despite my true love for tasty lamb, I do think I'll again opt for this sandwich over the ovine equivalent in the future.

Worth sharing. Stay tuned for tomorrow's episode of "Hungry Sam's Friday Food Digest!"

Wednesday
Feb022011

Spicy Chai, Anyone?


To anyone who enjoys the spicy, intense Mexican hot chocolates or chocolate bars modeled after the pre-Columbian Mesoamerican xocolatl, here's a new one for you: the Aztec Chai at Bourbon Coffee.

The Aztec Chai, as I read the menu, is a black tea latte (steeped black tea with steamed milk and foam), two shots of espresso, dark chocolate, and cayenne pepper. Woah now.

Foamy, spicy awesomeness.
What I liked about it: 
  • Delicious
  • Spicy! Mostly at the finish, but the drink had a solid kick that left my palate a little dry and tingly.
  • Not too sweet. This is my beef with most coffee shop chais/lattes etc. They always end up saccharine sweet, which a) makes me sick and b) makes me feel like it's a kick in the gut, healthy-eating-wise.
  • Delicious
What I didn't like about it:
  • Only 16 oz? I don't know.

I think giving this place an awesome review will be my first legit Yelp review.

Tuesday
Jan112011

Homemade Buffalo Wings: TWO Recipes

Well, if Dougie and I were going to watch some six hours of playoff football today, we were going to need some buffalo wings. Yet, Buffalo is so far away.

So we decided to make some. Which is pretty much my solution to every food-related quandary (although in this case it was Dougie's idea).

Really good, crispy, savory, moist wings are deep-fried, which was out because a) I have NO experience deep-frying and b) why add epic fat calories when you can oven-bake them? And although I'd never made oven-baked wings before, I'd seen recipes. I knew our goal was achievable.

In terms of starting inspiration, Doug had about half a bottle of Original Anchor Bar Buffalo Wing Sauce. (Anchor Bar is the restaurant in Buffalo which purportedly invented Buffalo-style hot wings; however, the debate continues to rage as to whether or not the have the BEST wings.) I was also craving a chipotle-spiced hot wing (Are we sensing a pattern? [You can't tell but each of the words in the preceding query is a separate link to a chipotle dish!]) so we decided to make two batches in different styles.

We hunted around to get the basic process of oven-baking hot wings and found two VERY different techniques. One, which was set to be used with the Buffalo sauce, entails dredging wings in flour and spices before dunking in sauce and baking; the other called for an olive oil/garlic/more garlic/MORE garlic/chili sauce, used as a marinade. Recipes below! And so we began:


We started with 26 chicken pieces -- about 18 drumettes and 8 full wings (wingtips trimmed), washed and patted dry. Dougie pulled together the first recipe, mixing flour, cayenne, and salt, and dredging half the chicken in the mixture. I whipped up the chipotle-garlic sauce, whisking olive oil mixed with about the same amount of minced garlic (note: that's a HELL of a lot of garlic), THEN some garlic powder, salt, pepper, and a solid few tablespoons of ground chipotle peppers. Wowza. 

The smell hurt a little. That's how you know it's gonna be good. Chicken in the bag, sauce -- refrigerator.

See the tiny chunks in the lefthand bag?
THOSE ARE ALL PIECES OF GARLIC.
While the chicken absorbed their respective peppery goodness, I chopped sweet potatoes into wedges and tossed them in a plastic bag with olive oil, garlic, salt, pepper, and thyme -- a variation on my cinnamon-chipotle oven-baked sweet potato fries. (To make, just swap the cinnamon and chipotle in the linked recipe for about 1 T. dried thyme.)

After an hour, I preheated the oven to 400 degrees. The chipotle wings were good to go, as were the fries -- I spread both on pans covered with greased parchment paper. Meanwhile, Dougie dunked the flour-dredged wings in the Buffalo sauce before spreading them out on the pan, and we set the whole shebang to baking, about 45 minutes.


Dougie, Kev (who'd joined us by now, probably able to smell the wings from Columbia Heights), and I were all salivating within 10 minutes. The air was filled with the sweet, spicy, almost acrid aroma of high-heat chilis, and when I pulled the wings out to flip halfway through, a whiff almost made me keel over. This chicken smelled HOT. I was a tad concerned; I like my hot wings with a kick, but come on -- we wanted to be able to taste these things. 


By the time the wings were ready to come out, we were cruising toward the end of the second football game (Packers were still embarrassing the Eagles. Really, Vick?). BEHOLD:

Chipotle-garlic!
AND:

Buffalo!
And on a plate:

On a plate! With thyme sweet potato wedges!
Wow. These wings were knock-down, drop-dead delicious. Neither recipe was painfully spicy -- the bouquet was worse than the bite (heheh). The reviews:

The Buffalo-style chicken wings had the most immediate kick and much more sweetness to them. The flavor was right on, but hadn't penetrated as deep into the actual meat of the wings. They were, however, reminiscent of college years in upstate New York, and dipped in ranch dressing, we successfully lightened up classic sports bar wings. Mission accomplished.

The chipotle-garlic wings were much more complex. Just an hour of marinating had helped the intense smokiness of the chipotles and the sweet bite of the garlic penetrate deep into the meat, right down next to the bone. They actually were spicier, but not in the blindingly simple Frank's Red Hot sort of way. I think the three of us preferred this approach, less traditional though it may be, but all decided it could use some honey or brown sugar. 

All in all, a big success. And yeah, I know, I need to start taking better pictures. More experimentation to come as the playoffs continue. GO PATRIOTS!

Recipes:

Chipotle-Garlic Wings

6 T. olive oil
6 cloves minced garlic
4 t. ground chipotle chilis
2 t. garlic powder
Salt and pepper
12-20 wings, depending on size.


Whisk ingredients, toss over chicken in a sealed plastic bag, and massage into chicken. Refrigerate at least an hour, up to a day. Bake, on a greased surface, at 400 degrees for 40-50 minutes (depending on size of chicken pieces), flipping once, halfway through. Serve with honey for dipping.

Buffalo-Style Hot Wings

3/4 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 t. cayenne pepper
1/2 t. garlic powder
1/2 t. salt
1 c. buffalo sauce -- Anchor Bar being among the best
12-20 wings depending on size

Mix dry ingredients and toss over chicken in a sealed plastic bag. Dredge chicken in the flour mixture extremely well. Feel free to refrigerate! Right before baking, dunk in buffalo sauce, ensuring good coverage. Bake, on a greased surface, at 400 degrees for 40-50 minutes (depending on size of chicken pieces), flipping once, halfway through. Serve with bleu cheese or ranch dressing.



Tuesday
Dec142010

Now THIS is a Chicken Pot Pie

I think the photo speaks volumes, and requires no fuller context. Suffice it to say -- if you want an Epic Chicken Pot Pie the likes of which maketh my jaw to drop, hit up the Daily Grill on 18th and M NW.

Woah.
The gentleman consumer who polished off this beast, my boss Seth, said it was pretty good, although he was disappointed it didn't have a bottom crust.

Regardless -- impressive feat and impressive pie.

Oh, and if you ever take your lunch business to the Daily Grill, get the spinach artichoke dip. It was definitely among the best I've had in memory. My chicken cobb salad sandwich was good, not great, but most everything looked pretty tasty.


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Thursday
Dec022010

Sliders: Yes They [Blackfinn] Can

I'd written a mildly scathing post about Blackfinn American Saloon, where my colleagues and I lunched today. I decided to start over, though, and give you something a bit more positive. It's not that the food or service was terrible, it was just bewildering. I don't feel the need to harp; I'm not unhappy. It was just weird, watery split pea soup (which is, if I'm not crazy, normally luxuriously thick and velvety) and an odd and ultimately unfulfilling skewer experience (my fellow staff had mixed bags, themselves).


But these two lunch fails were bookended with decisive lunch victories. The boss ordered some mix'n'match slider apps, and although the beef patty sliders were mundane, the pulled pork alternatives were EXCELLENT. Tender and juicy, neither too sweet nor too fatty, and well stuffed for the minute vehicle of their little buns. Hungry Sam stamp of approval.

On the flip side, the end of the meal brought sliders of another variety. Ice cream on warm cookies!!! Now, being a Portland Sea Dogs fan (wooo AA baseball!), I know these to be knockoffs of our own Sea Dog Biscuits. But these were pretty legit -- the warm cookie got the ice cream melting just enough and the cup you see in the center is filled with hot fudge.

All in all? Blackfinn, I'm worried at your inconsistency and perplexed at some odd choices. If you don't do it well, keep it off the menu. But definitely continue making sliders of all varieties.

Please.

Monday
Nov222010

BREAKING NEWS: Breakfast Sandwich

Post-gym, pre-work, I habitually go to Caribou Coffee, where I buy a $4 version of the exact same banana and walnut oatmeal I make at home (except mine's better) and a coffee. Well, this morning, the line at Caribou was absurd (I HATE waiting in lines. Any other shape is fine; lines frustrate me.) -- so I crossed the street and hit up Potbelly, which was emptier than my tummy on Yom Kippur. I'd seen that they make breakfast sandwiches, but since I consider Potbelly a treat, I'd yet to try one.

MMMMMM. See? It's got some ham, and a little omelet, mushrooms, swiss, some lettuce, a tomato, and on that decent Potbelly bread (which doesn't, after all, have the same pungent aroma as the Subway bread). AND only $3. Downside? According to Potbelly.com, it pretty much negated my workout, calorically. Good thing I'm in it for the protein. =)

I'm gonna remember this.

Wednesday
Oct202010

Wherein I Eat Awesome Stuff in Atlanta


I was in Atlanta recently, visiting JHK and taking the LSAT -- it's a long story. WHILE I was there, I indulged in three particularly sumptuous meals, photographic proof of which I now will present.

1) Dinner on Friday night at Murphy's

I've now visited Atlanta thrice, and each time I have found myself at Murphy's -- but before this visit, only for brunch. (GET THE SHRIMP AND GRITS, DAMNIT. SO GOOD). This dinner menu, like Napoleon Bonaparte, is short -- but fully prepared to conquer my appetite and unify my taste buds into a single regime under its rule.

Awkward simile? Maybe.

Anyways, I resisted the urge to get shrimp and grits AGAIN (it's on the dinner menu too) and instead opted for classic dry-rubbed ribs. I don't get ribs often, but I think ribs such as these are my death-row-last-meal meal. They were so fall-off-the-bone, finger-lickin', bone-suckin', tender and flaky delicious that it was struggle to set a few aside for later. When you can't even keep the meat on the bone if you tried, that's when you know you've found a good ribs joint -- and Murphy's is, at that.

Here too I tried the mussels, which were good but nothing to blog about (oops). However, nestled next to the dish of mussels marinara were thick-cut handmade fries, which were pretty much worth it right there. Moist without being greasy, salty without overpowering the flavor of the potato, they were pretty much just how I like 'em. Another win for Murphy's. I'll be back.



2) Breakfast before the LSAT (at the ungodly and inhuman hour of about 6:30)


I'm not sure I need much commentary for this photo, except to say that if I did well on the LSAT (I find out Nov. 1), it's thanks to this breakfast of champs -- cheerios, leftover ribs, and macaroni and cheese.

3) Dinner Saturday night at Bistro Niko

My experiences with French restaurants are more than limited -- I think I've been to ONE in my life, on Key Biscayne in Miami, where I tried escargo. I know almost nothing about the cuisine, except that they eat frog legs.

SO I DID.

That's right; I tried frog legs. And you know what? Duh duh duh...

They tasted like chicken.

Except they tasted like the best, most tender, flavorful, and wonderful chicken you've EVER HAD. These were lightly breaded and pan fried with lemon juice and a little tomato with spices, and once I got past the fact I was eating something that looked VERY much like a frog leg, I could focus on how tasty it was. If you, my dear readers, think you have it in you, I highly recommend trying frog legs sometime.

For my main course, I had skate wing. For those unaware, skate is a cartilaginous fish, like sharks or manta ray, in fact, very much like a manta ray. Skate is a very tender white fish, markedly un-fishy tasting/smelling, and when cooked, flakes cleanly into large chunks. The skate I ate (hahaha) was pan-fried with lemon juice, white wine, and capers -- EXACTLY the same way MB an I cooked it during my only other experience with skate. It's an easy fish to cook, as the meat is thin and of uniform depth, but the tricky part (MB and I struggled with this) is separating the flesh from the cartilage structure under the wing without making a mess of the fish. Apparently, the trick is to be careful.

In my mind, as much as I love staples and favorites, there's nothing quite as exciting as trying the new and/or exotic; I give Bistro Niko two or three thumbs way up for presenting both in an excellent and perfectly executed fashion.


Next time on Hungry Sam: What I made for dinner tonight.