Kim and Joey and I went to The Cheese Board Collective in Berkeley on Friday and it was delightful. The Cheese Board is a co-op and serves just one kind of pizza each night.(click the link above to see the pizza of the day)
We had fresh corn pizza with onions, zucchini, mozzarella, french feta cheese, garlic olive oil, cilantro and key limes. While cilantro and I don’t typically get along we made peace for the evening and it was well worth the truce. This pizza was creamy, just the slightest bit tart and entirely unexpected. I may try to replicate this at home this winter.
The other day I made myself the booshie-est* sandwhich ever. It was delicious. This could only have been improved by some red onion.
-Manchego cheese
-Empeltre Olive tapanade
-spinach
-turkey pepperoni
*Booshie: Adjective. derived from “bourgeois” meaning merchant-class. In contemporary societies, the term is often used to associate something with the rich or influential or their lifestyle and values.
(via think4yourself:lizlemon:adamiss)
I asked for nachos at Chipotle once because I had heard about the secret menu. The server looked at me like I was an idiot, then laughed in my face. Who’s laughing now server? Oh, still you. My bad.
Chipotle has a whole secret menu that is limited only by your imagination — they have a store policy that says that if they have the item available, they will make it for you. Things that have been tested include nachos, quesadillas, taco salads and single tacos.
The winner: At Fatburger, you can order a Hypocrite — a veggie burger topped with crispy strips of bacon.
Willy Wonka came up with some pretty cool confectionary creations: Non-melting ice cream. The Everlasting Gobstopper. Edible wallpaper. And who wouldn’t have loved to try his Three-Course-Dinner-Gum? (Though we probably wouldn’t have been so wild about turning into a giant blueberry, a la Violet Beauregard.)
But did you know there’s a nature-made treat that rivals any of Wonka’s wild concoctions? It’s the miracle fruit, a berry from West Africa with an amazing effect: When you eat a piece of the strange fruit, it makes everything sour taste sweet for the next hour or so.
Crazy/Amazing!
In the last week I have ordered three meals that usually come with cilantro. Despite my polite request to omit the herb, all three arrived with cilantro; an offensive of varying degree.
The first was a Vietnamese sandwich with three sprigs. I removed them easily and continued my meal. The second was a pico de gallo situation, meaning it chopped up and harder to avoid. The third was today Thai spicy salad, in which the cilantro was EVERYWHERE.
If it were just a preference, I would make a big deal out of it. But it’s not a matter of like or dislike. It more a matter of it makes me feel sick for hours. Eating lunch today meant tiptoeing through a culinary minefield.
With the salad, which was delicious in every other way, I got a fortune cookie. It reads: “You will finally solve a difficult problem that will mean much to you.”
I am hoping that the problem to be resolved will be cilantro. My first choice would be that we make up and become great friends. If that is not possible, the second and more realistic wish is that everyone would stop setting us up on play dates.