Um, that should bread dipped in the essence of the BEEF, not beet!
I dunno. I like that phrase, myself - it sounds like the title to a great lost rock album. The punning could only be Squeeze, I suppose…
Born and raised on Cincinnati style chili, I have to come to it’s defense. It is definitely sweeter than most of the “Texas” chili I have eaten, but on a cheese coney from Skyline, with the cheddar just starting to melt, it’s magnificent. It is definitely an acquired taste, and not really made for fire-eaters, because it really doesn’t seem to lend itself to the addition of hot pepper sauce.
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the other Cincinnati delicacy, Graeter’s French Pot Ice Cream. I am particularly partial to the Amaretto Chip and the Black Rasberry Chip, both so good I cannot finish a pint without several moans of rapture.
The Zuppa Inglese gelato at a place across the city. Custard gelato with sherry-soaked sponge cake, dried fruit, and bits of chocolate in it.
Teriyaki beef chow fun from Tiger Lily’s. Thick, rare stirfried beef in teriyaki sauce and pan-seared fat rice noodles.
Naan just out of the tandoor.
There’s a Neopolitan resturant over in Dunwoody called Oscar’s Villa Capri. He makes a lot of wonderful seafood dishes (makes sense, concidering where Naples is), but his Bolognese sauce. Oh. My. God.
Just thinking about it… Excuse me, I need to call my wife to see whether we can get a sitter for tonight.
FWIW, I always thought that Acropolis (on Clifton, by UC) had better chili than Skyline. You might check them out next time you’re there, if it still exists.
I lived in Cinti for 4 years, and have been in Texas for 20. IMO, good Cincinnati chili (i.e., NOT Gold Star) blows the doors off Texas chili, and I like Texas chili.
For just chili, the Acropolis IS better than skyline, plus it’s in Clifton, a great little Cincy neighborhood that hasn’t been taken over by Evil Chain restaurants. I don’t know if anyone ever visited No Anchovies on Ludlow before it went belly up, but that was possibly the greatest little pizza joint I’ve ever been in, both in atmosphere ( lanky Rastafarian slinging dough high enough to almost touch the ceiling, individual murals on the wall next to every booth, great tunes) and in food quality. Waiting at the bus stop just outside their open door with the smell of roasted garlic and oregano sifting out onto the sidewalk… good times, good times…(insert mouth watering smily here).
Fried Clams from the Kream n Kone in West Dennis, MA. Their burgers are fantastic too!
Frites with mayo from the green stands in Bruges, Belgium.
Ham on a baguette, slathered with mayo, lettuce and tomatoes from this corner stand in Valenciennes, France. (So much mayo that it drips onto the paper.)
A fresh crepe au beurre sucre.
My grandma’s lasagna.
Gelato.
Rosario’s enchiladas suiza in San Antonio.
Grand Marnier Creme Brulee from Mars in Austin. Best served with a glass of Grand Marnier.
I like to eat way too much.
Another nod to New Mexico here…
A little restaurant in Old Town Albuquerque called Ambrozia. We had Lobster Corn Dogs as an appetizer. Small lobster tails, lightly coated in cornmeal and quick fried on a stick. Served with a spicy ketchup and a cilantro-lime mustard to dip in. I’ve had nothing to compare to that EVER. We should have made our meal off of 2 or 3 orders of that.
The ORIGINAL Frito Pie at the Five and Dime in Santa Fe. Bag of Fritos, meat, beans, and cheese slopped into the bag. Eat with a spoon in silence.
I used to live in the Roanoke (my apartment door is visible in Little Man Tate), but this was many years ago & I don’t recall No Anchovies. I did notice on our trip that the Proud Rooster is still there! My favorite Clifton pizza in the 1980s was Adriatico’s. Garlicky as all get out, doughy, it was wonderful.
May have to try Acropolis on our next visit. But I’d heard Clifton was having a lot more trouble these days. Is that true?
FWIW, I’d considered throwing Graeters in there, too, but then I’d have to mention LaRosa’s and Cassano’s & I was already struggling with the heathens as it was 
.
They also used to have a “Tuscan T-Bone” that was, to put it mildly, to kill for.
While I still can’t understand the phrase “white castle” and gastronomic being used on the same planet, I must report:
1971/1982/1992
The pier in Monterrey. Say, about 10:30 in the A.M. Nobody there. But, if you choose to stroll down the pier, there are vendors getting ready for the lunch crowd. And, they have 20-30 great beers on ice. And…wait for it…
Deep-fried calimari, caught that early morning, and served in a paper basket.
If you haven’t had that, with a beer, and gone back for seconds or thirds, then you must just be in love with midwestern chili, sliders, and assorted foofaraw.
Seconded. Actually Frank Pepe’s any kind of pizza. As they say back in CT, “now that’s some abizz’!”
I will also nominate Red Hot Lovers in Ann Arbor, MI, where the gospel of the Chicago Dog was kept zealously, and where they also made a damn fine charburger. Place fed me all thru college. Went back 12 years later and it was still great…
Since other folks are plugging local eateries (and a good thing, too!), I gotta plug Sol’s Nieto Fajitas in Garland, Texas.
They’re right across from a huge municipal park complex, and in the summertime, they just open the front doors and let the smell waft across Oates Dr. into the park, guaranteeing a huge evening turnout for sports and Mexican food.
Great Mexican food, great Mexican beer, and at a very reasonable price.
Dallas Dopers, git yer butt’s over to Sol’s sometime.
They’re better than The Arroyo (the long-time Dallas Dopers meeting place and eatery, which went out of business).
For the record, I’m a native Texan!
From the Food Network:
Tyler’s Texas Chili Recipe courtesy Tyler Florence
Show: Food 911
Episode: Chili Roundup
3 dried ancho peppers, stemmed and seeded
2 tablespoons dried oregano
2 tablespoons sweet paprika
2 tablespoons whole coriander
1 tablespoon cumin seed
1 tablespoon chili powder
3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
2 onions, chopped
3 pounds beef chuck, cut into 1-inch cubes
Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
6 cloves garlic, chopped
1 canned chipotle chile, chopped
1/2 jalapeno pepper, chopped
2 (28-ounce) cans whole tomatoes, hand crushed
1 cinnamon stick
1 teaspoon sugar
2 tablespoons masa harina
1/2 tablet Mexican chocolate (about 1 1/2 ounces)
Grated queso fresco, for garnish
Cilantro leaves, for garnish
Lime wedges, for garnish
In a small dry skillet over low heat add the ancho peppers, oregano, paprika, coriander, cumin, and chili powder. Cook until they begin to smell, about 2 minutes. Put the spices into a spice mill or food processor and grind until they are powdered. Set aside.
Heat a large heavy bottomed casserole over medium heat; add 3 tablespoons olive oil and the onions. Cook until the onions are soft and beginning to caramelize, about 10 minutes. Pat the beef dry and season it with salt and pepper. Add it to the pot and cook, stirring frequently, until it has browned on all sides, about 10 minutes. Add 2 tablespoons of the toasted spice mix, the garlic, chipotle, jalapeno, tomatoes, cinnamon stick, and sugar. Season with salt and stir well. Add some hot water until the meat is just covered with liquid. Return to the boil, reduce to a simmer, cover, and cook for 1 1/2 hours. Remove the meat and shred it with a fork. Return it to the pot, stir in the masa harina and chocolate, and cook for another 10 minutes, uncovered, to thicken. Taste and adjust seasoning. Serve with the queso fresco, cilantro, and lime for garnish.
Fessie- ** My wife cannot live without Larosa’s pizza, it’s a necessity in the Striker household, but she does not dig Cassano’s nearly as much as I do. Clifton has it’s ups and downs, but Clifton on Ludlow and the gaslight district are still good places. i almost forgot about Adriatico’s, getting hungry now!
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Delores I don’t know if Mexican Chocolate can be compared to bittersweet dark, or milk chocolate. When eaten seperate from everything else, it definitely has a unique taste, that is not at all sweet.
Considering the unique Cincinnati foods, it appears we have a bit of a sweet tooth.
Fuck, I’m blind! :eek:
I see you’re from my era. They had to change their name to Chicago Style Dog.
But most Sundays (when the dorm didn’t serve dinner), you could find me at Red Hot Lovers with a Mighty Dog, ketchup, pickles and grilled onions.
Never tried the burger, was too hooked on the Mighty Dogs.
