Incoming request from a gal who partied like it was Cinco de Mayo. Oh, it was. When she woke up this mornin’, she coulda sworn it was judgment day. Give her hope.
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I haven’t done this since I graduated college (83). I went out with friends for brunch and we had a few drinks and then we had a few more and we just kept going. I took aspirin and drank Gatorade but lost it about 3AM. I am in my office and have a long day ahead of me. Does Red Bull work for hangovers? Thoughts? BTW, we stayed at the same bar all day. Shouldn’t they have cut us off? What is the law on that?
For those of you who don’t remember Dallas native Alex Stein from ABC’s The Glass House, that’s probably a good thing. The villainous 24-year-old (now 26) was at the center of the show’s first-and-only-season’s drama – and he paid for it. Stein was kicked off the show in the second week and, according to him, even received death threats (which, weirdly, he takes as a compliment). Don’t worry, though. Stein is back with a vengeance in the Food Network’s Worst Cooks in America, and he wants people to know one thing: he’s here to entertain. The new season premieres on Sunday, February 17 at 8 p.m.
Christina Colavecchia: What motivated you to try out for Worst Cooks in America? Are you actually a horrible cook?
Alex Stein: I’m not a great cook. One time I was at Lake Cyprus Springs, literally 20 people, 10 girls, 10 guys and I was like, “Oh, I’ll cook the burgers.” Sure enough, I got every single girl sick. The only people that didn’t get sick were the ones that had the hotdogs, and you can’t really get sick from a hotdog.
The way the show works is someone has to nominate you. I made my roommate in L.A. some chicken wings. I literally just put them in a pan, I cooked them, and I got him deathly ill. We had to go to the urgent care clinic. So he nominated me and once [the producers] had me in there, I brought this video of those girls I got sick. [The producers] liked my personality and they said “Bam! We want you on the show.”3 Comments »
Okay fried food fanatics, we are giving you a daily space to write your own reviews on the the great fried food you eat at the great State Fair of Texas. Include the booth numbers if you remember. This post will be up daily until it’s all over and the grease traps are clear.2 Comments »
I was excited to try Max’s Wine Dine. I love Champagne and fried chicken. Been pairing them together since college. Monday night I unofficially dined at Max’s with some dear friends. Good News: The Henri Billiot Brut Rose Champagne was a lovely way to end a day. Bad News: The pan borracho (“drunk bread) is a disgusting mess of torn sourdough bread, prosciutto, and thyme soaked in a savory white wine custard and baked with Gruyere, provolone, and Parmigiano-Reggiano. It, unlike the fried chicken, is not meant to be paired with Champagne. This dish is a culinary crime and felony charges ought to be filed. Can I get a witness.
Hey, wanna play a guessing game? Go below.6 Comments »
The corn(y) dog holds a unique spot in the canon of local food traditions. Unlike its contemporaries — brisket tacos, Fritos, frozen margaritas, etc. — said battered and fried hot dog wasn’t born here in Dallas (not that I would admit that outside city limits). It was, however, perfected here*, and that’s just a straight up scientific fact. Go ahead, try arguing with science.
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After further investigation (read: Facebook stalkage), I found this donut with the caption: “Our very own Gay bar.”
I posted a piece over on FrontBurner earlier today about the contribution of Frito Pie, and its forbears, to the history of Western civilization.
So, of course, a reader decided to share with me the above photo of her brother’s Frito Pie Pizza. She writes:
I know it’s a Boboli crust and then I assume Frito pie ingredients. I haven’t had it but he says it’s amazing.
My brothers and sisters, we are truly living in an age of decadence.
Hey folks, in case you didn’t know, it’s National Cupcake Day! And I don’t know about you, but I haven’t been this excited since National Bacon Day. If you actually need a reason to go out and stuff yourself full of cake and frosting, now you have one. And it’s totally un-American to ignore your national holidays. Buy some cupcakes, you owe it to your country.1 Comment »
The old urban legend regarding Twinkies states that they have a shelf life comparable to carbon-14, able to fulfill cream filled fantasies for ages to come. And if something is going to be around for that long, it had better be great. This delicate golden sponge cake is truly a piece of American history, and has no doubt left a lasting impression on the millions of lives it has touched.
Every so often, we try to screw around with it. Deep frying it wasn’t a bad idea. Various fruit and chocolate creams have crept into that little golden fortress of solitude. But nothing has compared to that original blend of high fructose corn syrup and partially hydrogenated vegetable oil. That is, until Mr. Horne (or perhaps Mr. Dekker) decided to take a crack at it.
You may call red velvet a fad, and you would probably not be too far off, but regardless it is winning over the hearts of diners around the country. Red velvet cupcakes, waffles, whoopie pies, and pancakes have all flooded the ovens of America, so much so that the lowly RV cake seems to be getting lost in the shuffle. Now Twinkies invade the red velvet world and there seems to be no sign of stopping.
Perhaps it’s the simple nostalgia that won me over, perhaps the joy of being allowed to dunk stuff into milk while having a nice dinner, but I am definitely on Horne and Dekker’s “Team Twinkie.” Light and airy red velvet cake, slightly spongy, baked fresh, crammed full of housemade cream. Each order comes paired with a glass of satisfyingly cold milk. It’s a simple delight, but one that deserves credit in a town apparently “dessert challenged.”
I wish Twinkie the Kid could have lived to see this day, he would have cried joyful tears of creamy filling. It would have made him so proud to have graduated to an undeniably more sophisticated snack cake. So get to Horne and Dekker, the patio’s mighty fine, the fried chicken is hot and juicy, the biscuits are among the best in the city, and anything tastes better when chased down by a fat red twinkie.
UPPITY DATE: This link from a adult beverage wholesaler.9 Comments »
Leave it to Teresa “Gumshoe” Gubbins to find a snitch in Trader Joe’s camp. Since the grocery chain announced they were planning locations in Dallas last May, they have been quite secretive about their locations. According to TG, you can rule out the former location on Greenville Ave. Her Deep Throat coughs up three possible locations: Walnut Hill and Central, Knox Ave., and Fort Worth. All of the details are here.
There was a time when Trader Joe’s was cool and funky and carried stuff you couldn’t find elsewhere, but I think the company is now running on a tired image. In the 70s, Two Buck Chuck played a significant role in nursing wine drinkers off the Spanada bottle but the last TBC I sampled burned the enamel off my teeth. So, Trader Joe’s? Yes or no? Why?20 Comments »
In the history of time there are a few moments of brilliance that stand out in my mind. Newton discovers gravity. Galileo proclaims that the Earth revolves around the Sun. Einstein develops the theory of relativity. May I add one more? James St. Peter decides to put a donut in the freezer. You always thought the only good donuts were advertised behind a glowing neon “Hot Doughnuts Now” sign. Well, you were wrong. Mind, prepare to be blown.
You can’t stop reading now.
Does anyone actually like the taste of a typical hot dog? Isn’t it always about the condiments?
I hate rain-delayed baseball games. Especially those with 11:20PM starting times, torrential rain and hail, and tornado warnings. I like my sleep and I like the Rangers to win.
With a crabby demeanor, I begin today by tossing a rock at what I call “cute food.” I’m talking sliders, $5 cupcakes, cupcakes in a jar, mac and cheese in little iron skillets, cake balls (pops), lamb called lollipops, pickles on top of gourmet burgers, ad nauseum. These are a few of my least favorite things. Oh, and I’ll add chicken wings because they have no purpose on this earth. Your turn. Go.39 Comments »
I know, this little story I am about to tell you has nothing to do with Dallas other than the fact that I read DMN editor Bruce Tomaso’s post on Scoop.
According to Tomaso, whose witty reporting on the opening of In-N-Out Burger gave us the phrase “hot on fries,” U.S. Customs and Border Protection officers seized 385 pounds of contraband bologna. (Which is a good name for a band.) Tomaso infers implies “some people who come to the United States from Mexico prefer the flavor of their native bologna to the comparatively bland varieties found in American supermarkets.”
Which begs the question: Do Mexican bologna manufacturers have a secret ingredient we need to know about? Maybe Maple & Motor needs to get the word out on their stellar baloney sandwich. Oh, I have a joke on the edge of my tongue but I can’t type it. Feel free to fill in the blank.
The other day we talked about the Heart Attack Grill. Currently their are plans for the Arizona-based burger joint to open near the West End.The menu promotes huge portions, greasy burgers, and fries cooked in lard. This morning comes news that Blair River, the 575-pound spokesman for the blossoming chain, died yesterday from pneumonia after a bout with the flu. Perhaps they need to workshop their concept.5 Comments »
See this cheesy bus? It will be in Dallas today. Why? Because the folks at Tillamook® have three of these mini-buses retrofitted to resemble Baby Loafs of Tillamook cheddar, touring the country to promote cheese. And mac. Tonight patrons of any Neighborhood Services Restaurant can Restaurant can “get their fill of Tillamook Cheese with $1 Mac & Tillamook Cheese. What’s next a flatbed, I mean flatbread truck®? Continue reading "Tonight is Mac & Cheese Night at all Neighborhood Services Restaurants"
Yesterday we dispatched intern Valeria Turturro to the State Fair to cover Dr Pepper’s 125th anniversary cake competition. She files this report:
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Today I got my first taste of the State Fair of Texas. As someone who’s new to Dallas, I’m also new to Big Tex, endless fried food. and everything else that makes the Texas State Fair special. So what better way to break me in to the tradition than witnessing firsthand the frying of a cake.
In celebration of Dr Pepper’s 125th anniversary a cake competition was held at the fair earlier in the day. Julie Ray won first place. Abel Gonzales, the deep-fry king known for giving us heart-stopping concoctions like fried butter, was one of the judges for the contest.
Around 2:15 there was a swarm of cameras around Abel’s fried-food booth. I thought to myself, all this for a cake?
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Last year was the year of fried butter at the State Fair of Texas. What will this year be? You’ve got eight choices: Deep Fried S’mores Pop•Tart, Fried Chocolate, Deep Fried Frozen Margarita, Fried Lemonade, Fernie’s Fried Club Salad, Texas Fried Caviar, Fried Beer Texas, and Fried Frito Pie. Go here to find out more.