I spent most of the weekend perfecting my brush flow, diminishing concentrics, and dancing with the spirit that moves through all things, so pardon any tiresome attitude with which I convey my most recent lunchtime excursion at Sammy’s Bar-B-Q.
I know most of you are familiar with Sammy’s. It’s been here a long time, and it’s no recluse. It’s a lunchtime institution for all walks: the suits, the boots, the scrubs, and the domestics. We all come to this open, brick palace of meat for all things barbecue. The cafeteria-style dining lends itself to the casual effort we all strive to allow ourselves in that short hour we take from the clock. There’s a festive patio, lots of sunlight, and plenty of space to stretch your belt. It’s a neighborly American powerhouse of smoked meats and backyard side dishes, and the clatter of dishes from the kitchen, the jubilant conversations of the diners, and the wooden comforts all wrap their arms around your waist, offering whatever level of squeeze you desire. You will certainly smell of Sammy’s meats and smoke after you leave, and that’s a good thing.
Our Lead Online Developer (who, by the way, is looking to hire a sidekick/front-end web developer) just brought in these cool-looking tubes of mustard. After a small office party with gluten-free crackers topped with moutarde au tandoori and moutarde au jus de truffe, I have fallen hard for these little condiments. They’re so small that I could whip ‘em out from my purse at any time and turn a blegh sandwich to a high-end sandwich. Does this mean I have to fly all the way to France to buy these suckers? Our online developer ordered these bottles off some wine mailing list he subscribes to, but I’m wondering if any of y’all have seen these in stores around Dallas.
So, Dishers, any ideas? Or point me to a good substitute if you’re attached to another condiment brand that’s easier to find.
Liz’s Note: If you should ever drip moutarde au tandoori on your favorite shirt (that stuff is red), don’t panic. Just take it to D.D. French and then watch “The Mustard” from the Buffy musical episode Once More With Feeling. It’s the most accurate depiction of that ecstatic moment when you realize that cleaners managed to erase the evidence of your sloppiness and you’re saved from the torture of trying to replace the most beloved thing in your closet.4 Comments »