Since this is the season of gastronomic delights…
Hubby and I were in Cincinnati over Thanksgiving and, as is our wont, snuck out for a couple of Skyline cheese coneys. Mmmmmmmmm! As we scarfed them down he mumbled “These things are like crack!”. Which is true.
Any other nominees?
Please don’t use the words “gastronomic” and “skyline cheese coneys” in the same sentence. :eek:
Mint Chocolate M&M’s.
What’s odd is that I’m mostly indifferent (or allergic) to the other types of M&M’s. However, the mint kind must have some type of opium derivitive in them because they are that addictive. And they’re so insidious! You start off taking only two or three of the little round festively-colored buggers from the bag thinking that should be enough to tide you over for awhile. Then, three minutes later, you’re back again thinking a couple more wouldn’t hurt. Next thing you know, you find you’ve devoured the entire bag in less than two hours.
I’m glad they only have Mint Chocolate M&M’s (and Cadbury Mini Eggs) out for only a couple months out the year. Otherwise, I’d be well over 300 pounds.
They have mint chocolate M&Ms? When did this come about? How come nobody told me? :scuttles off to the local Try&Save:
New York chocolate cheesecake. It is to die for.
Lobster pulled right out of the boiling water and only allowed to sit long enough to cool sufficiently to crack it open.
Every second counts when dealing with lobster.
I have a friend who makes a mushroom… thing. It’s basically just chopped-up 'shrooms sauteed in wine with garlic and red pepper flakes. He tosses it on pasta, and uses it as a pizza topping, too. The first time I tried it, I moaned. I now request that he make this about once a month. I’ve tried, and while my version is nummy, it is lacking something that makes his version spectacular.
I will have to second the lobster but I will also have to add White Castle burgers.
Oh My God…the things I would do right now for a couple of 49 cent hamburgers and a vanilla milkshake. Yum!
Sorry for the hijack but I am proud that my 100th post was used for bragging about White Castle.
I bet when I sober up this won’t seem so monumental.
Freshwater Eel sushi. With sake.
The last time I indulged, I saw pink bunnys floating across the sky.
This past fall my wife and I went to France and took a week long trip on a canal boat from Strasbourg to Nancy. The outfit that runs the boat had a special for couples celebrating anniversaries. Because it was our 40th anniversary we got a 40% discount on a trip that we would not have other wise considered because of the price. There were eight passengers on the boat with a crew of six. Along with the pilot and the deckhand there was a young chef who ran a ski hotel during the winter, a young woman who doubled as chambermaid and cheese steward, a waitress and a young woman who doubled as the person in charge and as the wine steward. Other than the pilot the crew was British. The food was simply spectacular. Two wines (grand crue and first crue, one red and one white) with every meal, three cheeses at the close of every meal (one soft, one hard, one blue), fresh local vegies, fish shell food and meat, fresh breads and pastries. Every thing was beautifully prepared and presented. Coffee and pastry ready at 6:00 am for early risers who wanted to see the dawn. One night we ate off boat in a genuine three star restaurant.
It was so good, so relaxing, so delicious, so spectacular in every respect, that we are going to do it again and hang the expense.
Veal saltimbocca (I’m going to hell for the veal, but oh, it’s just orgasmic) - pounded veal with sage, proscuitto, breaded in flour and panfried in butter, deglaze the pan with white wine and lemon juice. <drools> And roasted garlic rosemary potatoes.
Chocolate whipped cream. My favorite coffee shop back in undergrad served the yummiest mochas with chocolate whipped cream, and a ton of it.
Really good tom ka soup.
Freshly-baked crusty french bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
My yia-yia’s tiropitas, right out of the oven.
Pasta puttanesca, with fresh tomatoes.
…this is making me hungry…
The other night, I had dinner at a place called Casa D’s in downtown Bellevue (WA). Good Og, that was the best burrito I’ve ever eaten. The eating area doesn’t have much heating, so you have to grab the tables by the space heaters, but the food was so good that I forgot that my toes were going numb.
Back in my meat-eating days, I loved Skyline! I kinda miss it now.
Trader Joe’s sells garlic pistachios…or “crack pistachios” as we’ve taken to calling them.
There’s a Thai joint in downtown Seattle–Mae Phim, at 1st and Columbia–that makes a downright addictive panang for about $5.
Surely there is keel-over food at the expensive end of the spectrum too, but life is short and I want the most keel for my buck.
Junior’s Cheesecake. I want one for my last meal.
Lump crabmeat sauteed in butter at Gaido’s in Galveston.
The first time I ever tried heung so ngap (crispy aromatic duck - in pancakes with plum sauce, and julienned scallions and cucumber), I cried.
The food at La Strada’s in the El Dorado Hotel in Reno. The Lobster ravioli. The osso buco. The tiramisu. The unbelievable wine selection. I can’t even think about it without my mouth watering up.
The only thing that comes close are the chocolate covered liqueur filled cherries my SO brings me when he’s out from Pennsylvania. I can’t eat those cherries in public. It’s almost a religious experience.
Uni sushi with a quail egg. The flavor of uni reminds me of the fragrance of kelpy tide pools on the Pacific coast - briny, sweet and gamey all at once.
Duck foie gras. Foie gras cannot be described, though I’ll try: It’s sweet, mineraly, fatty-rich, meaty . . . hell, I can’t do it. All I know is that it’s heavenly with a bit of fruity sauce and a glass of Sauternes.
The white tuna sushi at this hole-in-the-wall place by us. Melts in your mouth.
Deep fried Oreos. What could be better?