Category Archives: Review

Dining Out: China Poblano at The Cosmopolitan, Las Vegas Strip

I’m a fan of Jose Andres- between his restaurants and the way he shoved Anthony Bourdain’s face into a box of fruit at a farmer’s market on an episode of No Reservations (the one about DC, in fact), ordering him to inhale like it was a religious experience, he’s my favorite celebrichef.

I particularly like Oyamel- along side the freshest, most flavorful ceviche and tableside guacamole, there’s margaritas with salt foam and pork belly tacos, small but intensely flavorful ribs, cactus salad with lime dressing, chilaquiles, and crazy dishes like seared half Maine lobster with citrus salsa and a white chocolate mole. The desserts are okay, but the small plates really shine- I’d sooner have another cricket taco than the tres leches, but you can’t win ’em all.

Huddled in my hotel room in Cedar City, balancing my laptop on my knees while nibbling leftover ribs from Pat’s, and making loose plans for my short stay in Vegas, I found out that Penn & Teller were doing their thing at The Ritz, and that there was a Jose Andres restaurant at The Cosmopolitan. So I called and reserved a table.

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Dining Out; In-and-Out vs. Munchbar, Las Vegas

Woke up in Cedar City, Utah and got on the road with nothing but coffee and excitement to keep me going. I rolled into Las Vegas around noon, Salt Lake City’s Apollo burger still on my mind, and looked for fast food on the Garmin. I was betting that In-and-Out would be as good as everyone says.

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Dining Out: RIS

Restaurant Week was short for me this year- just three places, once of which I’ve been to before. Then I literally couldn’t find Todd Gray’s Watershed. (Seriously, drove around and around and around and no sign, no street numbers, no nothing, not even the hotel I discovered after calling, that it was supposedly housed in.) So it was down to two. Yikes. There goes my rep.

Luckily, I made it to RIS.

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Dining out: Melt Bakery, La Newyorkina, People’s Pops on the High Line, NYC

On a hot day there's nothing better than an ice cream sammie that didn't come from a factory.

When we were kids summer days were all about the pool. And the pool was all about the ice cream truck. Now we’re grownups and instead of the pool, we’re strolling the High Line in NYC and enjoying the summer heat. We’re not crazy, we just love the ice cream carts featuring ice cream sandwiches made with tasty gourmet cookies and filled with fancy ice creams. We’ve traded the Rocket pops for paletas made from frozen hunks of fruit and vegetable purees, studded with fresh herbs. And they all taste better than what we remember. Who says getting older isn’t fun? Continue reading

Dining out: S’mac, Manhattan’s East Village, NYC

I admit it- sometimes I just have a craving for Kraft mac’n’cheese in all its orange-y glory. A dash of milk, a chunk of butter, swirl it around with cheesey powder and cooked elbow noodles, and stir. Maybe mix in some canned tuna or tomatoes or both. If I was feeling patient I’d bake it in the oven for half and hour. I’d skip the bowl and fork, and eat it out of the pot with a wood spoon. Sad but true, and I’d do it again except I’ve found a place that makes the ultimate comfort food too good for eating while leaning up against the kitchen counter.

S’mac (Sarita’s Macaroni and Cheese) is the thinking gals’ mac in varities like La Mancha (manchego, fennel and onions), Buffalo Chicken (buffalo sauce, blue cheese, chicken chunks),

Dining Out: Graffiato, Mt. Vernon Sq., Washington, D.C.

The list of farms they source ingredients from includes Cherry Glen- yesterday's sandwich had Cherry Glen Farms goat cheese in it. Coincidence?

 Graffiato means “scratched”. I didn’t watch Top Chef this past season so I’m not sure why Mike Isabella calls his new place (open June 2011) “scratched”- maybe I’ll get a chance to ask him someday. Right now, though, I don’t really care. I just can’t wait to eat there again.

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All the comforts of home.

Gourmet comfort food on wheels. Talk about dangerous.

Wasn’t looking for lunch when I ventured out today, but who can resist a smiling grilled cheese? Try the chevre w/ lemon fig and honey ($6.50). Follow @bigcheesetruck Continue reading