Mostly Semantics

Well, CV and Vermonstrous and I, we grab some Nam Viet for dinner. And just as happened like eight months ago, when it’s the three of us we can’t get fucking served. We waited and waited and waited. The thing is, I think we’ve all been in the interim and had no problems - it’s just the combination of the three of us, they refuse to serve us. Awesome. Dinner took like an hour, and jesus fucking christ, we ordered a single order of spring rolls and pho, pho, pho. It’s soup, people. Spoon it out and bring it to us. Sheesh.
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So, I was really good through beach week. I mean, really good. I didn’t eat meat, I didn’t eat carbs, I just ate fruits and vegetables. Ok, I had a nibble or two of gouda. But I didn’t even drink beer, mostly just liquor. Oh, and I went on a number of long walks and even did some of the working out things that the trainer showed me last week. I knew I had to be good because I was flying back to kansas city yesterday and the weekend in kc/lawrence would be full of temptation.
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*clears throat*

(verse 1)
New Harris Teeter in Adams Morgan
I fucking can’t believe how sweet you are
I’ll never step through Giant’s door again
For Harris Teeter makes Giant it’s whoo-er (whore.)
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Oh blog, how I abuse you. Not that, y’know, any of my cobloggers (save you, CV!) have been treating you any better, but really, has February been so cruel as to leave you postless this long? Well, no more. When at a loss, I, Colbertianly, look to my gut. Now, I may not have lovely pictures of the food from my house over the last few weeks, like Jessica or Capitulate and other, more professional bloggers still. No foodporn for you here. No good excuse - we have a couple of digital cameras around and the people who own them (*AHEM*) are coincidentally the roommates least likely to be cooking. Of course, I have at least two or three photosets lying around somewhere of past foodgasms gone undocumented, so I’m complicit in the problem too. Nonetheless, I do think we’ve made a number of pretty exciting meals over the last month, and, well, for the sake of putting up a fucking post, here are the recipes and my reviews. (more…)

Longtime readers (ok, co-bloggers) may remember me rhapsodizing last April about guanciale. Actually, any regular game night attendee has probably heard a thing or two about it from me, as it is so delicious that I went out of my way to order a slab online. Without a doubt, one of the most delicious things ever (though I definitely need to figure out how they made it at Obelisk, as my home prepped version did not delight to the same degree). Well, with a tip of my hat to Anthony, I’d just like to show you that my tastes are trendsetting! The (I’ll say) influential Washingtonian food bloggers agree, pork jowl is so HOT for 2008! Stay tuned, kids, and I’ll tell you what weird deliciousness I like this year, so that you can see it in restaurants next year.