Great tips on “indoor grilling” using your broiler and a cast-iron pan.
Great article from Slate on how to grill indoors — for those of us who live in NYC apartments and don’t have access to a backyard.
When you up and move locations, on a whim, sometimes you don’t quite think about all the fall out. It’s little things like, leaving all that you know behind. Friends. Family. Bowling Leagues. These are the big loses, the ones that pop into your head at inappropriate times during drunken stupers. The more pressing, daily knowledge, the bits that remind you everyday of what you left behind, is the 17 years of knowledge you acquire on regional food and ales. Revelry. Make no aside, is an important attribute in how we go about our lives. The Wind Down. The Release. The Happy Hour. Call it what you want, but if you spend 17 years in an urban environment, it becomes part of your behavior. You budget for it, you notice patterns, and can plan around them without thinking. Places, times, kitchen hours – fly through the backs of your eyeballs faster than the question, “what now?” pops out of your comrade’s mouth.
So, the new pattern. It takes time to discover. You screw up a lot. Go to places you shouldn’t. Eat things you definitely shouldn’t. And inevitably recap the evening by piecing together photos, bruises, Facebook updates, and the ever-so-telling receipts from last night. If you wish to do it in style, and grace, and with the proper knowledge of a stellar beer to wow your friends, welcome to my first Wunderstruck Week Now Ended list of Beers to Help You Forget the Work Week. I have gone through the various trials, tribulations and grueling fanfare to carefully conceive this list, and assuming my notes from last night are correct, and/or legible, this list should do the trick.
WARNING: Moving through this list out of order, too quickly, or substituting other beers does not guarantee full forgetfulness, and may induce a worse hangover the following day. I don’t care, personally, I’m just looking out for y’all.
1. Leinenkugel’s Summer Shandy
This lovely little fruit beer eases you into the happy hour. It pours light, with a smooth lemon after-flavor. It’s not the 4.2% that will get the buzz started, it’s the drinkability. This lovely little Wisconsin bitty goes down faster than a co-ed, so don’t be afraid when you look up and there are three empty bottles in front of you. Once you find yourself getting cute pronouncing “Leinenkugel” in various accents not your own, you are ready to move on.
2. Southern Tier 422 Pale Wheat
You may start noticing a pattern here. This little wheaty construct again pours very golden, and has a lot lot lot of citrusy aromas, and banana leave behinds. But you don’t care about all that, you are on a mission this evening. The menu of the establishment that shall not be named had this listed as a Michigan beer. When I tried to correct them, I was given a surely you must be mistaken sir note from the barkeep. After two more, I was prompted to smartphone the Lakewood NY brewery so as to accurately correct the ignorant little prat. I was then given a beer on the house, which brings me too…
3. Christian Morlein Northern Liberties
Now, I actually had no desire for this beer at first. Being from Philly, this reminded me a place very dear to my heart, my old NoLibs stomping ground. But, a free beer is a free beer, and 6 beers in with the seal still firmly intact, I obliged. I am working on an entire piece dedicated to the Morleins where I will go into more detail. But I will say that just like any red head joining the party, things start to get interesting after this. The slow grade increase in alcohol content is a kin to a running workout of hills. The fruits are about to get shoved to the wayside, as the Ohio heat starts to pour it on. I know what you are thinking, “if the heat is increasing, why are you going darker and ditching the citrus?” Well, this is on old Giacomo trick, brought to you by years of quantative testing at the Jersey shore. Start light, get hoppy, shout a stout and lager out. Your head will love you the next day my friend.
This list assumes you are starting at beer o-clock on Friday, and have the “desire” to close the bar, you will need to find your own pace to accomplish this. First attempts may prove…unfruitful
4. Bell’s Two Hearted
The hop in this beer lends itself as a perfect transitional beer from our fruity beginnings. It has less head from our previous entries, which is good, because a sub goal of your evening might be trying to get that somewhere else anyways. You have officially jumped up to 7% alcohol by now as well, but no worries. The dryness of this beer makes it incredibly drinkable. Start looking for a hot dog cart, or a slice of pizza, this evening is just getting started and I don’t want you bailing out now
5. Ayinger Altbairisch Dunkel
After a couple more Bells you are around the part of the evening where it’s fairly easy to make bad decisions. Consider this beer “cruise control.” Usually pretty hard to find in a bar, this smoother-than-my-uncle dunkle is to be used as our “stout” of the evening. Bitch at me all you want in the comments, but unlike über brew nerds, I don’t have 300 different categories of beer. I have colors. If I can’t see through it, it’s a stout. Yes, someone at the bar started arguing with me about this. Yes it got super annoying, Yes the girl next to me walked away with me, and he sat there alone with the only thing that would love him. His beer. Good for you buddy. Good for you.
6. Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale
If the previous beer is the cruise control of your evening (it should keep you well buzzed but not push you over the edge), this one is 6th gear. Write your escape plan as well as any basic information (name, address) down on the palm of your hand, because 2 or 3 of these and you will need to reference it. Frequently. Being near bourbon country has “enlightened” me to this little beauty. It’s the blue pill. The rabbit hole. Call it what you want, but it’s the purpose of this whole evening isn’t it? P.s you are now floating well above 8% alcohol.
7. Yeungling Lager
Yup. Lager out. You’ve are a solid 12-14 beers in at this point. If you wish to STAY out, then ease off the gas. Some would say water, but at this point, it’s all water. Might as well have some flavor to it. Not like you are on a diet here. By the by, I will almost always say Yeungling. It’s the best cheap lager out there, let the hipsters have their Naty Ices and PBR’s. In fact, you are probably at the point of the evening where you can tie one of them to a string and go hipster fishing anyways.
Congrats. You made it. Now much like Nic Cage in Gone in 60 seconds, you sir, are a connoisseur. As always, I welcome previous-night-story-piecing in the comments below. Good luck. God bless, and forget you read this.
My nephew Giac spent 16 years living in Philadelphia, yet somehow missed many of its epic eating. So when he took a job in Cincinnati, he spent his last few weeks eating his way through a Philly bucket list.
I joined him on one of the jaunts — to John’s Roast Pork, a little dive stand in the middle of what used to be a fairly vacant industrial area, right next to train tracks and across the street from an indeterminate factory. The smell in the air was awful — an odor that resembled something between a trash site and the back of a butcher shop. We stood on line outside for about a half hour behind red-shirted Phillies fans who were getting pregame grub (it was an afternoon ballgame, and Citizens Bank Park is less than a mile down the street). Was it worth the wait? Hell yeah.
If you’ve eaten sandwiches in Philly before then you know they like to make ‘em massive. I opted for the roast pork with sharp provolone and spinach, and the tri-wrapped sammy weighed nearly a pound. Yes, three layers of foil are applied to keep that steaming sandwich nice and hot. The sliced pork — braised in liquid right next to the grill — was succulent and juicy, and was matched well by the sharp “provy” (you can also opt for “regular” or “mild” provolone). The spinach added an interesting flavor, though it was a bit weepy and overcooked. Still, getting something green and vitamin-rich seemed like a good idea considering the amount of fat inside the scooped-out long roll.
Next time, I’ll definitely get the regular size rather than the “large”, because I fell into a pork-induced coma soon after devouring the sandwich. And I do hope to have a “next time”; this was a delicious “down and dirty” foodstuff and I would go so far as to say that it a more favorable “destination dining experience” to the over-rated Philly cheesesteaks.
What is “Daily Fete”?
Fête is a French word meaning festival, celebration or party, which has passed into English as a label that may be given to certain events. Uses of the word Fête can also vary depending on the words used with it, such as Bonne Fête for Happy Birthday. In this case it would be the Party/Celebration coming into play.
Definition of FETE
1 : festival
2 a : a lavish often outdoor entertainment b : a large elaborate party
fet·ed or fêt·edfet·ing or fêt·ing
Definition of FETE, transitive verb
1 : to honor or commemorate with a fete
2 : to pay high honor to
In my mind, a celebration should happen every day — and it can, in the form of enjoying food, wine, spirits, travel, and friends. So, this blog covers those daily “fetes”.