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Cayman Cookout – Day 4 in Grand Cayman

Tuesday, January 24th, 2012

Champagne Brunch Buffet Haul
The morning started with sleep! We didn’t have a 10am event, our son didn’t have a 9:30 camp. We got to wake when we woke, slowly get going then walk our son down to the Les Chefs Petits brunch. This was supposed to be the kids making their own brunch in the Seven kitchen. This was bad planning on someone’s part since the Seven kitchen has their regular Sunday brunch happening and they couldn’t pile 30 kids into the kitchen! So they set them up out at one of the event tents on the beach instead. I’m sure this was better for the kids anyway, they got to have great food and still be maniacs.
Champagne Brunch Judges Table
Meanwhile we headed in to the ballroom for an incredible Champagne brunch. I never have high expectations for brunches. Even the one at the Waldorf in New York City failed to impress me. This one however…WOW. The champagne never stopped flowing, I wouldn’t be surprised if I consumed an entire bottle over the course of the morning. The level in my glass never dropped even though I was sipping the whole time. I piled my plate high with every seafood bit I could find. I don’t think I’d recovered from the meat-heavy Friday night BBQ so sushi, oysters, caviar, they all sounded wonderful and rejuvenating and they were. I basically just kept hitting the oyster bar until the brunch was over!

Champagne Brunch - Chefs waiting in the wingsChampagne Brunch - Richard Blais co-hosts the competitionThe chefs descend on the competitors

As we are all joyfully noshing away, there is an intense competition happening on stage, Top Chef style. The two finalists from the Cayman Cookoff, Maureen Cubbon and Eric St. Cyr, are frantically putting together a dish and a drink (the twist added to the competition by Richard Blais) for an intense table of judges: Eric Ripert, Anthony Bourdain, Jose Andres, Dana Cowin and the Governor of Cayman. I think I’d pass out from the stress! They are better prepared than me however and they completed their dishes and drinks and thoroughly impressed the judges. The competition is celebrated with a saber-opening of champagne!Eric St. Cyr came out on top and after the winner was announced, the crazy judge crew got on stage with bottles of Moet and a huge saber! Luckily, no blood was drawn, champagne just sprayed anyone in the vicinity. All we needed were some umbrella girls…the MotoGP of food celebrations.

We hung out on the beach with our son for some of the afternoon, perused the artisan market, picked up some cookbooks and got them signed by Eric and Tony, then had some time to relax before the Gala Dinner. Unfortunately, the evening didn’t go as planned. I gave my “Food Aversions” card to the restaurant manager. I knew this was going to be an intense, stressful evening for the kitchen and the waitstaff. I thought the card would make things easier for all involved, I mean, that’s why I have them. What it did was make them fuss over every course of mine and over me which I don’t deal with well at all. I did get to enjoy a little before I went into panic mode though.
Gala Dinner - Wahoo Sashimi
The first course was Wahoo Sashimi, Ume, Garlic and Shiso by Laurent Gras. Wahoo is just the best fish around. I could have eaten nothing but this. The fish paired with Laurent’s grace was a perfect dish. This is actually where the stress began. They didn’t bring me this, they brought me some sort of veggie salad instead. I didn’t want to be a problem but I wanted the wahoo! I saw them take the dish back to the kitchen…the kitchen activity is being broadcast to the whole dining room…I saw Eric talk to my waiter, look at the card, eventually the wahoo came out. I was humiliated. It was exactly what I was trying to avoid. I was truly bummed that my chef-idol was being inconvenienced by me.
Gala Dinner - Course 2
I ran into Eric’s wife Sandra in the restroom after this. She is so incredibly awesome, I love that woman (hell, she babysat my kid!!). Anyway, I told her what happened and she joked with me about it and I felt much better. Then the next course came out and I had a substitute where I should have. The dish was Foie Gras Mulligatawny and I don’t like Foie. I got a gazpacho-like dish just bursting with flavor. We were temporarily back on track.
The view into the Gala Dinner kitchen
Then the waiter kept coming up and checking on me, making sure everything was fine, over and over. The service was so incredible, I had an anxiety attack. I took my fabulous glass of wine and sat outside for the next two courses. I couldn’t deal. I was completely blowing an amazing dinner. Then I found out my son was having a meltdown upstairs with his babysitter. I guess it was in the air. This gave me an out. I switched from foodie-mode to mother-lion mode and went to my kid. I said goodbye to Sandra grabbed my wine and headed up to the room.

My husband stayed and said Eric’s Venison was the highlight of the evening and he doesn’t even like venison. I’m sorry I missed it but something wasn’t meant to be. It was too fancy and uptight and stressful for me. I loved that we could be sitting around the table with people we’d never normally associate with. They were from different generations, different occupations and very different political worlds than us but we found common ground in the food. Food can bring us all together. It is a leveling ground.

I wish I could have experienced the full Gala Dinner but I truly enjoyed the courses I had. If we make it back to the Cookout next year, I know the Gala isn’t for me. It was icing on an already sweet weekend, truly not needed to complete the adventure. It was a non-stop bacchanalian escapade. I really hope we can do this again!

We Ate in New York City – My Interview with Sxip Shirey (Sasabune, New York, NY)

Monday, October 10th, 2011

Chantrelle and Sxip ShireyWe were in New York City for a family event. Neil Gaiman has been telling me for I don’t know how many years now to go to Sasabune so I made sure I got reservations while we were there. My husband, 7 year old son and I were all going but I made the reservation for four people knowing I’d be able to fill that seat. Not only did I fill the seat, I filled it with the talented, fun, remarkable Sxip Shirey.

We made our way through the rain and found Sasabune. An unimposing, somewhat hidden sushi bar at 73rd and 1st. There are very few tables. There are no menus. The sign on the wall says, “Today’s Special: Trust me.” I did. Fully. We sat down, ordered some tea and sake and got down to food talk.

The first dish out was albacore in a soy marinade.


Sxip: This is fascinating. This is very fascinating… [takes a bite of the albacore] Oh my God… Oh my God. I really like eating raw flesh a lot.

Chantrelle: Me too. I’m a big fan.

Sxip: In Germany for breakfast they have a kind of raw pork on bread.

Chantrelle: Raw pork is something I haven’t had and I’ve only ever heard of it being served in Germany.

Sxip: It’s really good. This is so lovely.

So, let’s talk about food. I’m a big fan of whatever is the moonshine of whatever culture. When I travel and tour, old men come up with this crooked finger like “come hither” and they pull out some bottle. I was on tour with Gentlemen and Assassins, which is Brian Viglione, Elyas Khan and myself.

Chantrelle: I know I just helped Kickstarter your project.

Sxip: It’s going to be great. I mean it’s three bull clowns on stage. It’s great. Anyway, we were in some French village in a great venue. I got their local grappa but it was called something else—wine turned into hard liquor. I don’t remember the name…not marc.

And then in North Carolina, I really, really love drinking moonshine. Moonshine isn’t like any other alcohol. You feel really awake.

Chantrelle: That’s a dangerous game.

Sxip: You don’t feel like it’s bad for you. In Hungary and those places you get rakia. It can be like battery acid. It’ll come in empty Pepsi bottles. It usually has a slight color to it. And then there’s Slivovitz. It’s plum-based. Rakia is also plum or cherry-based.

You have to have the clear stuff. Rakia isn’t totally clear and it really… Yeah… The first time I had it was at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. Years ago. I got a crush on a Serbian girl. We hung out and her guys give me a shot of it. I never had it like this again. It literally numbed my tongue. You swallow it and it hits you a second later. It’s Bugs Bunny cartoon alcohol. Your eyes bug out. That was the first time and I was like, “What the hell was that?” But I do really like it. I’m glad it’s not around me regularly. I don’t have moonshine readily available.

Luminescent Orchestrii was touring and I let it be known that I like moonshine. There’s this great festival called Shakori Hills in North Carolina. A guy put a little mason jar of moonshine on the edge of the stage. Then I took it to a brass band—I love brass bands—I love the brass band scene. To me it is the punk scene of this time. People doing music for the fun of it. Huge bands: Mucca Pazza out of Chicago, Killsonic at of L.A., Hungry March Band from New York (kind of the grand mammy-pappy of a lot of them), Black Bear Combo out of Chicago, there was Infernal Noise Brigade, What Cheer Brigade out of Providence. They’re really great. Internationally too: the Pink Puffers out of France.

Chantrelle: I’m totally ignorant of that entire scene.

Sxip: It’s amazing. Once you see it, it makes amplified music seems stupid. It does. Amplified music is stupid. We are so far away from understanding that. It is so not cool—it’s the reverse of cool. It just makes people distant from music. I obviously use amplification when I play, but I always have to have an acoustic thing too.

Maguro and Toro

[Here comes more food. Yellowfin tuna and Toro. With each dish, we’re instructed: “No soy sauce.” or "Soy Sauce."]

Sxip: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Wow, what is that?

Chantrelle: Toro. The fatty part around the belly of the tuna. It’s like fish butter.

It’s like if meat was ice cream.

Sxip: It is like fish butter.

There’s this restaurant in North Carolina, in Asheville. Lumiis are on tour. We go and eat there. It’s from the Veracruz region of Mexico. It is the best Mexican food I’ve ever had

Chantrelle: In North Carolina?

Sxip: Yes, in North Carolina. And Benjy is from L.A. and says the same thing. It’s not fancy stuff, it’s tacos, soup. It’s in a grocery, right? And the beef cheek tacos. It’s like if meat was ice cream.

Chantrelle: How did you discover that place?

Sxip: Three of the bandmates are really into food and Benjy and I are really into finding tacos. Real ones. When we go there, he eats with his eyes shut. It’s really amazing. And he’s from L.A. He said it was better than anything he’d had in LA. There’s great food in LA. But it’s probably regional. Why would this be different? The cook is a mom and it’s probably a regional cuisine. But those beef cheek tacos…Of course a lot of people in town don’t even know that place exists.

It’s also very common that people like to feed me meat. I put out a vibe of hard liquor and meat.

I put out a vibe of hard liquor and meat.

Walking down in the East Village by a meat pie store, this guy runs up and goes, “Sxip!” He’s a fan of mine and I don’t know him but he gives me a free meat pie. I was really obsessed with meat pies. I’d go to England and I learned to talk about it on stage:

Imagine a world where you have pie and you love pie and you have meat and you love meat. But in this world there are no meat pies. Imagine someone who loves pie and loves meat coming to a magical place where they fused the two together into something wonderful.

I’d say this on stage to explain to the English why I love meat pies. I guess if someone said “you have bread and you have ground beef and you put it together magically.” That’s what it’s like.

The best one though—we played on the Isle of Jersey. The Isle of Jersey is a tax haven on the English Channel. The Rolling Stones manager used to go there with suitcases full of cash. We did a show and I got really drunk with these puppeteers afterwards.

Chantrelle: Not a sentence many people utter.

Sxip: Yeah, I have even weirder sentences when I’m talking about circus life.

There were some locals there that knew me through Amanda I think. And I was like, “I want to eat meat pies.” And they were like, “It’s late but we’ll hook you up.” Apparently it’s late for the licensing for the bakeries and all the bakeries are shut. But what they do is sell illegal meat pies out the back door.

Chantrelle: Black-market meat pies!

Sxip: Yeah. So I’m in a line behind this bakery and there’s a line of drunk people by the gate. There’s a slot in the gate where you shove money through and they shove meat pies back.

Chantrelle: Like a speakeasy for meat pies.

Sxip: I’m really drunk and eating these meat pies. Cheese ones, all these meat ones. And I remember the kid looking at me and he said, “I thought you’d be cool.” I’m like, “No man, you’ve got the wrong guy!”

Chantrelle: You thought wrong!

Sxip: I’m not going to fit into your adolescent-needs-social-order-internal-instinct.

We performed in Grenoble, France. The cheese center of France. They make the best cheese. Gentlemen and Assassins tour a lot and we want to do it right. We were only going to countries that have good food.

Chantrelle: That’s the way to do it.

Sxip: Brian and I were talking about doing a food blog every day on this tour.

Chantrelle: Do it! I’ll read that.

Sxip: We were like, “Give us local stuff.” The cheese I ate made me see god. So complex. It’s probably not pasteurized.

Chantrelle: It’s tasting you while you eat it.

Sxip: Exactly. That the cheese was amazing. There was this one goat cheese. I grew up with goats and if it tastes goaty I don’t like it. But my dad says if you feed them right it doesn’t taste goaty. I can’t eat goat cheese in this country because it tastes so goaty. That cheese was amazing though. It made your brain skip a beat. It is getting so much information. The oldest part of our brain is dedicated to olfactory senses and it’s the largest part. Maybe the newer parts are more complex.

Plate after plate

[More fish arrives: butterfish (soy sauce), fluke (no soy sauce), red snapper (soy sauce)]

Sxip: Yeah…mmmmmmm, that snapper!

Luminescent Orchestrii played in Bath England. Bath is an interesting town because it was a Roman town. The beer in that region—I’ve never had such good beer. You come back and drink craft beers here…

Chantrelle: It’s the water.

Sxip: It’s not just that though we mistake hoppiness for sophistication. “Ooh, it’s so hoppy.” It’s like beets. You can put lots of beets in something and you just have a lot of beets, not sophistication.

[More fish comes, warm...No soy sauce]

Sxip: I’m just going to stop talking for this…… Wow. Yummy. Oh wow. Eat that. This is just delicious. That sauce!

Chantrelle: I should never go to sushi that Neil doesn’t recommend!

Sxip: Yeah, this is so good.

[More fish comes. Uni from Catalina Island included on Sxip’s plate. I said I didn’t want Uni when we arrived. Sxip did not.]

Sxip: In my personal mythology, there are only two things I don’t like: Swiss cheese and sea urchin.

Chantrelle: I’ve tried it multiple times and have given up.

[Sxip tries the urchin]

Sxip: I went from neutral to No then I liked the after salty taste. I tell people, don’t make me a sea urchin Swiss cheese patty melt. [not sure how often that would come up!]

Chantrelle: I’m a foodie but there are all these things you’d expect a foodie to be into, like cheese, that I won’t eat. It’s been such a hassle. We’ll go to someplace, get the tasting menu, and we don’t know what’s coming out so we’ll tell the waiter, “Don’t bring us this, that, and the other thing.” And then it’s this game of telephone or we forget something. So I got this idea to just have a card. Hand it to the waiter and then it’s done.

[Sxip looks at the card]

Sxip: No organ meats, that’s a shame. We should talk about foie gras. I finally had it in France. It’s evil food.

If you want to imagine what that looks like, imagine duck hearts on a plate.

Luminescent Orchestrii were at this great little arts festival in this ancient walled city in France. We performed there… Actually I have a great story. There’s this French accordionist who is doing regional French accordion music. We went to lunch. It’s France so it’s very meat oriented. You can either have the steak or the duck hearts. This is my only meal of the day and I’m an adventurous eater but I got the steak. I get the steak and I go sit down and this guy has a plate of duck hearts. If you want to imagine what that looks like, imagine duck hearts on a plate.
Exactly how it sounds. He looked at me with this look of concern, slight anger, and confusion and said, “Why would you get steak when you can have duck hearts?” He piles a bunch of the duck hearts onto my plate. The duck hearts are amazing. They’re like the tenderest steak you’ve ever eaten. The steak pales in comparison…Pales in comparison.

Chantrelle: What’s the texture?

Sxip: Like meat. Soft. It’s a blood rich muscle—the strongest muscle in your body.

Chantrelle: I’d have to have someone give that to me not knowing what it is.

Sxip: You can’t not know what it is, it looks like a heart! I like parts to look like parts.

Then at the end of our trip someone found out that our bassist, Benjy, had never had foie gras. This guy had foie gras he’d canned himself. Then Benjy is talking to this woman he just met and said, “So you kind of torture the duck to do this?” And she’s like, “Oh no… They like it.”

Chantrelle: Right, they run to the funnel.

Sxip: So he said, “What do the farmers do?” She said, “They hold the duck down and put the tube down their throats.” Benjy’s like, “Wait, how is it they like it if they have to be forced?” I went to Benjy and said, “That’s why the hearts are so big. The farmer’s giving the duck love. He’s holding it because he loves it. The heart gets bigger and bigger and then they feed us the hearts too!”

We had a few days off and we went to see this American woman and French guy. They have a theater retreat where they live with their child in France and there are all these lavender fields. It’s like van Gogh land. Sunflower fields too. They find out we have foie gras and they serve it with great pomp. I was thinking about that foie gras 3 days later. It was amazing. I wish I could have it all the time… No I don’t, I can’t for moral reasons.

Chantrelle: I had it at the French laundry and didn’t like it. I figured if I have it there and don’t like it I’m not going to.

Sxip: At a laundry?

Chantrelle: No, the French Laundry. Thomas Keller’s restaurant in Napa Valley. I give everything a shot once.

Sxip: The other thing about that dinner was we made burritos. We make burritos, we set the whole thing on the table and then we don’t eat for 2 hours! We didn’t understand this. No one said we are going to do this so it sat and got cold. We sat drinking for 2 hours then eating. Then drinking for 2 hours then having the foie gras.

This is the big lie about the French: “The French don’t drink to get drunk.” What fantasy land do you live in? Do you ever hear this from people? They don’t drink to get drunk? They drink with food. Yes, they do, but they drink for 2 hours before, drink during the food, then afterwards and then for breakfast probably and then lunch.

Chantrelle: It’s not that they don’t appreciate their alcohol. They appreciate it in quantity.

Sxip: The French people are thin but that’s because they don’t eat crap.

Chantrelle: People say that to me. “How are you so skinny and a foodie?” I eat food! I don’t eat crap. I eat good food.

Sxip: If you don’t each shit with corn syrup in it…

Chantrelle: …or deep-fried processed crap.

Sxip: I eat a lot. I eat fat. I eat all that stuff, but I don’t eat processed foods. I love fatty meat. I lived in Texas for 3 years. Texas brisket—oh my God, there’s nothing like it! It ruins you for barbecue anywhere else. They cook it for 10 to 15 hours. It’s got this layer of creosote. There is this one place, I walked in and it was all firefighter sitting there, I thought this is going to be good. When I ordered, the woman grabbed a knife and cut a big piece of creosote soaked fat for me to gnaw on…not even gnaw on, for it to melt in my mouth while she goes in the back to get me my brisket. Texans don’t do much well but they can cook meat like nobody else on the planet. There are certain things I really love and that’s great.

[Crab rolls come... An uncut maki filled with blue crab and rice. Long pause of moaning and breathing]

Sxip: This is such comfort food somehow.

[More breathing and moaning]

Sxip: Next time you’re in New York, go to Fatty Crab. Sit at the bar and get the pork and watermelon salad. It’s incredible. It’s watermelon and green shoots of something and crispy pork skin and big piece of pork fat. Amazing. Fatty Crab I love. Whenever I have a really good gig I take some and there as a treat. [We went the next night, it was heavenly. The watermelon and pork salad was absolutely to die for.]

I think I told my best food stories….Oh wait…Neil and Amanda flew me and the Luminescent Orchestrii to their family wedding party on the Isle of Skye. It was so lovely. He gave me as a gift a jar of extra strength, extra aged Marmite. I finally got it the other day…you have to overtoast the bread a little bit, use Irish butter—slather it on there—then you put the right amount of Marmite. The butter and Marmite fuse into one flavor and it’s just like heaven exploding in your mouth.

[I make a totally disgusted face]

Sxip: You’re a foodie??! I wish my house was closer, I’d make you go back and try it! I’m going to make you Marmite.

Chantrelle: I’d try it.

Sxip: The thing about Marmite is it’s going to last forever but it gives you the sense that you’re eating meat. Triggering something in your brain. You mix that with the fat of the butter and the toasted piece of bread so you have the heat. You’re sinking your teeth into some animal. Easy to chew animal.

I wish I lived near here. I’d so make you Marmite perfectly. I’ll make you Marmite with Marmite from Neil Gaiman.

Chantrelle: We’ll have to make a date.

Sxip: People love to love it and love to hate it. So it creates a great dynamic.

Chantrelle: Some people even write songs about it…well Vegemite at least.

Sxip: The other thing I got from Neil was amazing by the way. He has bees and he gave us jars of his honey. I grew up with bees too.

My father says he remembers cutting the honey and my brother and I would reach over, there would be tinfoil on the table while he was cutting the comb and we would get some on our fingers and it would still be warm. It was so nice. My father was a mathematician who was obsessed with having a giant, gigantic garden that I worked in. We had a lot of these very visceral food experiences. That’s why can’t eat vegetables anywhere. They don’t taste like anything.

Chantrelle: What is your best childhood food memory?

Sxip: My best childhood food memory is standing with my brother. My dad had just made yogurt. He’d pull out a spoonful of yogurt and I’d run up and get a bite then run back in line and my brother would get a bite. I remember that specifically.

Chantrelle: If you could only eat food from one region in the world, including alcohol….

Sxip: [without hesitation] Japan.

I really love English food. Basic meat, a good piece of cheese, good beer. I love it. There’s a Colombian restaurant called Bogota. Really good Colombian food.

Chantrelle: I don’t think I know what Colombian food is.

Sxip: Very good. I suggest that place. I mean I love Indian food and was really in love with it when I first got here. There’s a restaurant called Hummus here that only serves hummus. Amazing. Hummus and one soup. Really good.

As an answer though, Japanese food. I could eat that all day.

Chantrelle: Japan’s great because you can also still get beef.

Sxip: I just love eating raw meat and fish…and I love ginger.

Chantrelle: And sake…Next question: What is your favorite comfort food?

Sxip: Right now a jar of Paul Newman’s spaghetti sauce and Amy’s broccoli and spinach pizza. I put the sauce on there and cook it. For a mass-produced thing, the Newman’s sauce is good. And the Amy’s thing is decent but their whole thing about pizza is not having tomato sauce on it so I add the sauce. Then I watch a movie and eat that. My comfort food right now… Bachelor comfort food

Chantrelle: What do you want your last meal to be?

Sxip: My choice I won’t be able to have because she won’t be around unless I die early, is my mother’s borek or peta. It’s like spanakopita. They make it in Serbia/Eastern Europe. You hand roll thin pieces of bread—a little thicker than phyllo dough—roll out the dough and fold it and fold it. Each layer has butter and it’s filled with cottage cheese and egg. My family calls it peta which means bread. If I could have that that’s the food my Albanian grandmother made and my aunts made. I love it. It’s the most comforting food. My mother came here and I had a bunch of people from the Balkans here. I’m really into music of the Balkans. A bunch of the ladies came over and my mother gave a lesson on how to do it. She doesn’t like it so much, she thinks it’s boring but she makes it because all of her children love it. She went to Aunt Helen who came over here with my Grandma Panny. My mother went and figured out the things my grandmother did that she wasn’t doing. One of the things is that after you roll the dough, you do this thing to the dough with the dowel rod…Not a rolling pin, a dowl…And put in these hash like air pockets in the dough. My mother also wouldn’t knead the dough with her hands, she would use a spoon. My aunt was like, “You’re using a spoon!” Horrified. It makes a difference like all things, like Indian fry bread uses the same materials but it’s how you stretch the bread and give it a mouthfeel of something different.

I would have peta, or as the world knows it, borek.

Chantrelle: It’s your turn to cook dinner, what do you make?

Sxip: I do a pizza that’s olive oil, walnuts and blue cheese. With maybe thinly sliced peppers and maybe thinly sliced tomatoes as a slight flavoring but mostly its about the really good, good olive oil.

More commonly in New York I’ll find a place that has really good sausage and buy some Eastern European pepper spread: Ajvar. Take that to a potluck with a big hunk of sausage.

Chantrelle: The classic food porn question: What do you consider the sexiest food?

Sxip: [very quickly] Mangoes. Who doesn’t?

Chantrelle: You’d be surprised at the answers I get to this question.

Sxip: I lived in Texas for 3 years. One of my late-night things was I’d walk from my house past Mi Madre’s which had the best breakfast tacos.

Chantrelle: That’s what my friend Adri misses about Texas! She almost didn’t move to San Francisco because of those breakfast tacos.

Sxip: Shredded potatoes, cheese, egg and salsa. God damn I remember exactly what it tastes like. We were poor and my girlfriend would sneak them because we had a budget.

I would walk late at night, buy 2 mangoes for dollar, and sit in the parking lot and eat mangoes with my hands. I never taste mangoes like that here. You can’t get them.

Chantrelle: We had mangoes everyday in Australia. The were unbelievable.

[More toro comes]

Sxip: This is intense because the fish is so cold and the rice is warm.

Oh, there’s one thing that’s sexy. If you share a whole chicken with a woman… My God.

I had a date. I went out with this woman and we had one good date. Advice to young men: ask a woman to tea and they’re charmed by you. Ask a woman to tea and they’ll never say no.

Chantrelle: Coffee, eh… Drinks, hmmm.

Sxip: Tea! If a woman is more interested in you she’ll say, “Let’s get whiskey instead.” Always. We did the tea date. We met at a tea shop, made it adventurous. It throws them off their guard which is what you want to do. Get them out of their habit.

Chantrelle: “He’s so sophisticated, he asked me to tea!”

Sxip: Exactly. This is the kind of thing that even if a woman knows your plan she’s still going to be charmed.

Chantrelle: Brilliant!

Sxip: The next time we met at her house and decided to make a meal and we made a chicken. And then we just started eating the chicken with our hands and then continued with that taking apart of things and consuming them. It was a really good.

Chantrelle: Nice.

Sxip: Probably one of the best dates I’ve ever had in my life.

Chantrelle: Very visceral.

Sxip: It traveled from there. We were on her couch because she didn’t have a dining room table. It was perfect. I’m advising all young men out there: Tea then chicken. No utensils.

Chantrelle: “Oh darn, forgot the forks!” I love the answers to that question because people tend to start at one thing…

Sxip: Then they remember what worked!

Have you ever eaten mofungo? A lump of plantains infused with stringy pork. You can’t eat it more than once or twice in your life because it sticks with you. My two favorite food names are mofungo and muffaletta. You have to try mofungo. Look it up, find a Cuban joint—I think it’s Cuban, maybe Spanish. Super comfort food. Don’t fool yourself, go there and share a plate. If you need more food, order afterwards. I get that and a Cubana sandwich and am always like, “Why the hell did I get the sandwich?”

This was lovely.

Chantrelle: It was so good! No wonder Neil has been recommending us for so long.

Sxip: Man I love eating raw meat. You have to eat foie gras… No you don’t, I feel bad saying that. You know what’s great? Those Vietnamese sandwiches that have liver paste on them…Do like those?

Chantrelle: I haven’t tried them.

Sxip: It’s on a baguette with the liver paste, radishes and carrots, great pork with great sauce. That I love. Look it up but make sure it’s a good place.

Chantrelle: There is a great pho place I go to, I wonder if they have those. They do pho with tripe and things like that.

Sxip: Supposedly stomach/tripe soup when it’s done well is amazing. I just haven’t had it yet.

Chantrelle: I grew up in a little farm town in central California and we had a lot of Mexican influence there but I just never liked tripe soup.

Sxip: I’ve had haggis and I like it okay. But blood sausage/black pudding, God I love it! It’s so good. The best comfort food ever.

Chantrelle: It’s really rich.

Sxip: Not that… I mean it’s oatmeal and blood.

Chantrelle: That’s rich.

Sxip: I love it. It’s the thing I love most about English and Scottish breakfast.

Chantrelle: I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone so enthusiastic about food from that part of the world.

Sxip: I’m pretty enthusiastic about food wherever I go.


Yes, he is. We had such a wonderful lunch with so many stories. There were many times that I’d just laugh at references or explanations like “I was with these pyrotechnic clowns from Canada.” There wasn’t a dull moment and he truly loves food from every corner of the world. Unfortunately, we had to wrap up lunch. I’m glad I could find another enthusiastic eater to chat with and it just so happens he’s also an amazing musician.

Someday, I will try Sxip’s marmite toast…I’m not optimistic, but I’ll try.

Jason Webley – We Eat While the Rain Crashes Down

Wednesday, January 12th, 2011

I met Jason for sushi at Ozumo in Oakland on a rainy, rainy Tuesday before a “secret” show he had just announced at a venue that was closing called 21 Grand. It was a place dear to his heart as it was the original location for the first Monsters of Accordion show. The original “Monsters” gathered for one last, grand night of music together under that roof.
Jason Webley
So although it may seem odd that there are no pictures of food but pictures of accordions in a FoodPorn interview, well, it is…but I was so enjoying my conversation with Jason, I completely forgot to take pictures of our meal!

Chantrelle: So how was the LA show?

Jason: It was really good. It was a little bit quieter. It was a rainy Sunday in Los Angeles so I guess people don’t go out at all.

Chantrelle: People don’t know how to deal with rain down there.

Jason: But we did really well I think.

Chantrelle: It was a really fun show Saturday.

Jason: Thank you

Chantrelle: It was so great. I got a hotel that night so I didn’t have to drive all the way back to Santa Cruz in the crazy storm. I got back to the hotel at 2am and couldn’t go to sleep. I was too amped from the show.

Jason: It was great to be with that group of people. I had never seen Renee [de la Prade] perform solo. I’ve seen her street perform but not onstage. And I’ve seen her with her band. So it was a little bit of a crapshoot how she’d do.

Chantrelle: She did great!

Jason: Yeah. And then the Petrojvic Brothers

Chantrelle: I loved them! New favorite band!

Jason: I hadn’t seen them performing except with a bigger band a year ago. They’re getting so much better, so exponentially fast. Booking them was also a risky thing.
Monsters of Accordion
Chantrelle: The risk definitely paid off.

Jason: Yeah.

Chantrelle: As soon as they finished their set I went and bought their CD. I listened to it on the drive home. I want to get a copy for my mom, she’s a Squirrel Nut Zippers fan so I think she’d really like them. There’s a huge similarity. That was so fun.

The waitress comes up to talk about menu and specials. Jason and I are both put off by the complicated and trendy approach to the sushi. We had to go out of our way to order simple rolls…just fish and rice…without sauces or crazy colorful toppings. Their special roll for the night was designed for and named after an Oakland A’s player. Yes, seriously.

Jason: I usually like really simple sushi.

Chantrelle: Yes, this seems to be a really hip and trendy downtown thing. Do you usually get sashimi or rolls?

Jason: I usually get rolls and a couple of pieces of nigiri. Fancy rolls scare me. They usually put weird sauces and stuff that I don’t get.

Chantrelle: When I was out Saturday night, we left it up to the waitress. “We’re talking, we’re hungry, just bring us food.” She brought out things I never would have ordered. A couple of things had spicy sauce and I wouldn’t have ordered those but they were still good.

Jason: I like the spicy sauces usually but it’s weird when they start putting mayonnaise-y stuff on them.

Chantrelle: They’re calling it aioli here to make it sound like it’s not mayonnaise but it is.

The waitress returns for our order. We struggle to get the simple things we want. Sashimi starter plate, edamame that’s just warm w/ salt—not sautéed with garlic and soy! A couple of orders of sashimi and tekka maki. Sushi shouldn’t be this hard to order! Then we dive right into the FoodPorn questions.

Chantrelle: What’s your best childhood food memory?

Jason: I don’t know. I think you’d have to narrow it down, like, name some food. Does that make sense?

Chantrelle: You don’t have some sort of…

Jason: …amazing thing that happened with food?

Chantrelle: No..no, like, one of mine is sitting in the garden in the back yard eating peas straight off the vine. Just a fond memory of childhood that you have that involves food.

Jason: The first thing that came to mind was this dish that I haven’t had since I was a kid that my parents used to make. I always assumed it was this standard dish that people ate everywhere. It was called “Broadway Joe.” I don’t remember much about it except that it had spinach in it, and I think ground beef. I’m a vegetarian now so I don’t eat Broadway Joe anymore but I don’t even know what it was. It drifted away from what my parents ever made but I really loved that when I was a kid. If anyone ever comes up with a vegetarian Broadway Joe…

Chantrelle: It probably wouldn’t be the same with the soy-meat substitute.

Jason: No. I do remember eating fresh peas off the vine in my grandfather’s garden too.

Chantrelle: I also remember…the skill that I didn’t inherit, my mom made a lot of pastry things. Cream puffs, pies. I can’t make a pie to save my life.

Jason: One of my grandmothers I think actually had a candy shop for a while. She was kind of famous throughout the family for making these sweets. Everyone raved over them. For me though, even as a kid, they were kind of too sweet. My dad laments about her fudge being gone but it was the most sweet stuff you could imagine from how I remember it. But I really liked peanut brittle and caramely things. I had some of her peanut brittle but I don’t think I ever had any of her caramel. There was this lore about it. At a certain age I decided I wanted to learn to be a candy maker. I had some recipe books and I started experimenting with making caramel. I did probably 10 different experiments, all with this same recipe, but because I didn’t have the right stuff and because I was a little kid, the results were impressively varying from one batch to the next. I’d cook up one batch and it would never harden, it would just be this runny gooey mess. Another batch would just turn into a rock that you couldn’t bite, it was almost impenetrable. I think somewhere along the way I made a batch that was actually chewy, nice caramel. But the most amazing batch, it seemed perfect. It was the perfect color, the right texture. You’d put it in your mouth and be like, “Ohhh” but as you would chew on it, it would harden and become like a rock. It started off creamy and soft and as you chewed on it it would solidify and you wouldn’t be able to pull your teeth apart. Whatever terrible tooth-cement candy you’ve ever encountered, this was…I mean…I remember having to wait until it pretty much completely dissolved before I could move my teeth. I wish I could perfect that. What a great gift! To give those out on Halloween.

Chantrelle: It sounds like something from Harry Potter, the trick candies.

Jason: If only I’d kept better notes.

Chantrelle: There’s some temperature variation that will produce that result that someone has to figure out. The candy thermometer is vital.

Jason: I didn’t have one of those. I had a turkey thermometer that I kept dipping in it.

Chantrelle: That’s the part of baking I don’t like. It’s too precise. I don’t like to measure. I don’t like to pay attention to temperatures. It’s not my thing. We just recently decided that since I cook, my husband makes alcoholic things (beer, mead, cider), that our son should become a pastry chef. He thought it was a great idea when he found out he’d get to make cakes and cookies all the time.

What’s your favorite comfort food?

Jason: Miso soup actually. Not sure it’s my favorite but it’s way up there.

Chantrelle: I eat it when I’m sick so it is comforting.

Jason: When else do you want a comfort food other than when you’re sick? When I think of comfort food I think of being a little bit sick.

Chantrelle: Sometimes you just need something to mellow you out, curl up with a blanket and relax. Or when it’s cold and rainy outside.

Jason: I’ve been traveling with little packets of miso soup.

Chantrelle: Nice. It’s good that it’s convenient as well.

What do you want your last meal to be?

Jason: Late….Rescheduled…A surprise.

Chantrelle: Really? A surprise?

Jason: I don’t know. I think maybe my perspective will shift. There are people who want to die with full consciousness. And I, in a way, want to die with full consciousness. You go back and forth. A peaceful death in your sleep seems kind of appealing but also it’s a big important part of this particular ride we’re on. Perhaps it would be interesting and important to be present for that part of the ride rather than sleep through it. Knowing what my last meal would be means a certain amount of awareness of my fate. A surprise would mean…I feel like one of the big parts of life that makes it so fascinating is there are these huge things we never know about….that being kind of the biggest one. I think because I love this life, I approve of that and therefore would like my last meal to be a surprise.

Chantrelle: I love how everybody’s answers to that are so different.

Jason: What’s one of the most interesting answers?

Chantrelle: They’re all interesting.

Jason: Do most people have a meal?

Chantrelle: Alan Anton from the Cowboy Junkies didn’t want to think about the death part. He wanted me to change it so that you’re being shot into space and it’s your last meal with Earth food. I was at the French Laundry with Mark Van Name and we were having such an incredible meal, he basically said that would do. Everyone has a different way they want to think about it.

Jason: I figure there’s two answers to the question. One is an answer and the other is avoiding an answer.

Chantrelle: And actually, Alan Anton said he really needed to think about it and plan it all with wine pairings and everything but he never sent me the meal.

Jason: He’s still working on that. He’s been spending hours every day revising and tweaking.

Chantrelle: It’s been a year and a half. It’s an important decision though. Someone may actually refer to it.

Jason: He’s worried that once you have the meal planned…

Chantrelle: I may make it come true?

Jason: It would be pretty creepy.

Chantrelle: To make him the meal? Show up at his house with the whole thing?

Jason: Or have someone show up at the house. A group of people presenting him with course after course.

Chantrelle: Wow, I never thought about that. That would be really, really cool. That’s something I’d have to do for someone like Amanda [Palmer]. She’s already planned her death a million ways, she’d just roll with it…maybe photograph it.

It’s your turn to cook dinner. What’s your favorite thing to make?

Jason: I have only a couple of things that I make. I make borscht. I steam artichokes. I make pasta where I modify some already existing sauce by adding more vegetables…It’s usually a vodka sauce. And a salad. Usually a meal from Jason is a combination of some of those things. When I’m really ambitious you’ll know because I will have made all of them. And maybe some soft cheese.

Chantrelle: You go all out.

Jason: Totally crazy. And pomegranates.

Chantrelle: My dad has 7 acres of pomegranate trees.

Jason: Where is this? The artichokes?

Chantrelle: Central California.

Jason: Not artichokes, pomegranates. Artichokes and pomegranates live in very similar parts of my brain.

Chantrelle: Hard to eat?

Jason: No, they vie for the position of world’s sexiest food.

Chantrelle: Really? That’s one of my next questions.

I don’t think Jason believed me. He grabbed my note cards and checked out what was next…It was.

Chantrelle: It’s usually my last question because it’s “the” food porn question. Why artichoke? I can see pomegranate but I don’t get artichoke.

Jason: In my world, the artichoke has defeated the pomegranate.

Chantrelle: Really?
Pomegranates
Jason: They’re both delicious. They’re both process foods….not processed, but process foods. You don’t just eat it, you have to kind of slow down and eat the thing. And over the course of eating it the experience changes and that’s wherein I think the artichoke defeats the pomegranate. I think that they’re great because they just are what they are. You don’t have to do anything special. The artichoke is. The pomegranate just is.

The greatest moment of the pomegranate, sadly, is the very first moment. Almost more satisfying than the taste is that first moment when you break it apart and it makes that “crkkk” sound and the little bits of juice hit your face. That’s sexy. It’s a sexy moment. But as you get farther in and eat it, I mean, I think it’s great. And the way that pomegranate interacts with dark chocolate…not eating them at the exact same time but if you saturate your mouth with one flavor then the other, it’s pretty amazing. The problem with the pomegranate is that the bitterness of the seeds has a cumulative effect. You can’t really even make it through a quarter of the way into a pomegranate before your enthusiasm has kind of waned.

I wouldn’t say for sure that if I give you artichokes I’m trying to seduce you but there’s a strong possibility.

Chantrelle: And it’s a lot of work.

Jason: It’s a lot of work and the rewards don’t shift. With the artichoke, the bitterest leaves are on the outside. It’s always a little bit of a mystery as to what is going to happen as you go in. No two artichokes are really the same. Sometimes they’re really generous. Sometimes they’re a little more reserved. As you undress the artichoke, it takes time and you learn more about it. Whatever it is it gets richer and richer and at the end is this explosive reward.

Chantrelle: You get the heart.

Jason: You get the heart…yeah.

Chantrelle: That is a perfect FoodPorn description.

Jason: I wouldn’t say for sure that if I give you artichokes I’m trying to seduce you but there’s a strong possibility.

Chantrelle: I never would have put those things together but now it seems so obvious.
Aphrodite
Jason: I was disappointed, Isabel Allende wrote a book about foods as aphrodisiacs [called Aphrodite: A Memoir of the Senses] and it had only about half a page dedicated to vegetables and the artichoke wasn’t even mentioned…I don’t think…maybe I’m wrong.

I checked this out, there are about 3 pages of vegetables and the artichoke has a small paragraph:

“Of a person who goes from love affair to love affair it is said that he (or she) has a ‘heart like and artichoke,’ scattering leaves right and left. This vegetable is eaten with fingers, slowly; there is something ritualistic about the process of stripping the artichoke, removing its leaves one by one to dip them in a dressing of oil, lemon, salt, and pepper and share them with your lover.”

So apparently Jason’s not alone in this thinking.

Our sushi arrives.

Chantrelle: If you were forced to eat food from only one region or country for the rest of your life, where would you choose? Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Jason: I would pick a region rather than a country and say Southeast Asia. Then I can enjoy a lot of nice stuff. I really love Vietnamese food and of course Thai food, Indonesian, Malaysian. I feel like it’s cheating.

Chantrelle: It is cheating. You have to narrow it down.

Jason: Southeast Asia I think most people would qualify as a region.

Chantrelle: It’s totally cheating. I’m always torn between Japan and Italy.

Jason: If I had to pick one I might jump out of Southeast Asia and go to Japan.

Chantrelle: The problem I have with Japan is there are no tomatoes and no porcini mushrooms.

Jason: I lived in Japan for a few months. When you say breakfast, lunch and dinner…I don’t eat a lot of sweet stuff. I wake up and I kind of want lunch for breakfast. So the fact that in Japan breakfast is pretty much what you’re eating for dinner but a kind of lighter presentation…

Chantrelle: I like that too. I’ve never been to Japan but I stayed in a hotel in Honolulu that had a buffet breakfast where half of it was an American breakfast and the other half was Japanese. It was great, I had miso soup and rice and salmon for breakfast. It was fantastic. Not pancakes of French toast or runny scrambled eggs.

Jason: Why would you eat that stuff in the morning? You want something that’s going to give you energy and not make you want to fall asleep. Pancakes? What kind of culture do we have?

Chantrelle: Although, I do make a mean waffle. It’s the closest I come to baking. It’s the only thing I measure. But I don’t put syrup on them, I put fruit and unsweetened whipped cream.

Jason: Wow, you’re even harder against the sweetness than I am.

Chantrelle: I’m not against maple syrup, I just don’t like it on my waffles. I like it on French toast.

I’m a supertaster so, to quote They Might Be Giants, “sweet things taste far more sweet.”

Jason: But salty isn’t far more salty?

Chantrelle: Oh no, I love salt. I’m a total saltaholic.

Jason: I have that problem.

Chantrelle: It’s not a problem! Have you been to The Meadow in Portland?

Jason: No. Is it all these weird crazy salts infused with truffle oil?

Chantrelle: No, well, they may have some of that. But it’s just different salts. It’s a small shop and one wall is chocolate, one wall is wine and one wall is all salt…with flowers in the middle of the shop. Hundreds of salts from all over the world that have different minerals, different flakiness, different crystallization.

Jason: Can you taste the difference in all the salts?

Chantrelle: You can. Some you actually do taste different flavors but with many it’s about the rate at which they dissolve, they way they coat your tongue. Some are pyramid crystals that have a distinct crunch. Some are a really fine flake that taste really, really salty because it’s so fine and covers your mouth more.

I met the guy who runs the shop at a Salt and Chocolate tasting event. Have you been to Recchiuti chocolate here in San Francisco? By far my favorite chocolate. (I go on to tell Jason about my love of Recchiuti and the event where I met Mark Bitterman of the Meadow. I wrote an article about that here). Everytime I go to these taste events I never get what I’m expecting. That’s how I discovered the Meadow. It’s the ultimate salt experience.

Jason: That sounds awesome. I was just in Portland but I was pretty busy.

Chantrelle: I love Portland. It’s one of my favorite places. We have a ton of friends there but I like the weather down here better. Santa Cruz has spoiled me.
It is just big enough to have good food and get some music but small enough that…I came from a little town, I can’t deal with cities, I feel overwhelmed and scattered. We’ve got little places like the Crepe Place…I can’t believe we’re not going to be home for your show there! I could walk there from my house! We’re going to be in Sydney.

As soon as we booked our tickets they announced the Dresden Dolls show in San Francisco. I don’t want to not go to Sydney but I want to do both!

Jason: It’ll be what it’ll be.

Chantrelle: True, I just can’t believe how many things are happening here that I want to go to while we’re gone. I know we’ll have a blast. I LOVE Sydney, absolutely love it. I just wish I could be in two places at once. I do love Amanda.

Jason: She seems to turn up.

Chantrelle: Last time I saw Neil [Gaiman] he said, “You know, you should interview Amanda for FoodPorn.” Brilliant! I’ve been trying to do that for two years!

Jason: I’m sure she’d be happy to do it. It’s just a pity you’ll be gone while she’s here for three days.

Chantrelle: I know!!

Jason: So, you’ve seen me before just on Evelyn Evelyn tour?

Chantrelle: No, I saw you first at Slim’s when you played with the Phenomenauts. I saw you at the Crepe Place. Which was a strange and odd show. Not your part but the opening band was awful.

Jason: This time will be better. Blackbird Raum are quite known in the post-punky world now and they’re from Santa Cruz and one of the guys from the band is doing a solo project and he’ll be opening.

Chantrelle: I saw both Evelyn Evelyn shows at Great American Music Hall.

Jason: That’s too bad.

Chantrelle: Why? I thought they were great!

Jason: I couldn’t imagine going two nights in a row when they were so the same.

Chantrelle: They were similar but the crowd was really different.

Jason: I think the first night was better. There were only a few of those shows that I felt really great about. Seattle was really good. Minneapolis was really good. And DC.

Chantrelle: It was so fun, just such a unique idea…the whole project. I know it got off to a bad start, even before the record was out which seemed really ridiculous. I never understood how people thought that Evelyn Evelyn were real people.

Jason: We made a few tactical errors. In retrospect I definitely saw how it snowballed. There were a couple of early warning signs that we could have taken cues from but we didn’t. And the next few things that were broadcast were full of all sorts of little landmines to make that thing explode. Then when it started boiling over, a few more stupid things were said so…I was freaking out and miserable.

Chantrelle: Awww! It’s such a shame because it was such a cool project and, like I said, such a unique undertaking. I enjoyed it. My son loved it…well, he can’t listen to the whole album…but he put Elephant Elephant on his birthday CD. I wanted to get his first grade class to sing it. If his class ever does that song I think we have to change the “you’re sad and in a cage but that’s irrelevant” line.

Jason: Originally one of the lyrics was: [Jason sings] “See me riding by with this beast between my thighs” but Amanda made me change that.

Chantrelle: I would have thought it was the other way around and you made her change it.

Jason: It’s funny, in a lot of ways I’m more conservative. But there were a number of ribald lyrics that I proposed and she was like, “That’s gross.”

Chantrelle: This coming from the woman who just released “Map of Tasmania.”

Jason: I know. Whenever I collaborate with someone I feel certain freedoms. In my own work I’d never do that but with her…

Chantrelle: My son can listen to all of your music, he can’t listen to any of Amanda’s!

Jason: When working with her…I felt like I was…I don’t know…maybe that’s what bothered her about it. I still sing it that way occasionally when I sing it by myself.

And he did perform Elephant Elephant that night with the ‘beast’ line. I was in hysterics.

At this point we still haven’t gotten the rest of our fish and are getting really pressed for time.

Jason: This is also partly a restaurant review?

Chantrelle: Sometimes.

Jason: [to the microphone] “Don’t come here”

Chantrelle: When I went to the French Laundry with Mark Van Name it was more about the food than the interview. I felt bad when I wrote it up but I couldn’t stop talking about the food.

Jason: What is the French Laundry?

Chantrelle: One of the best restaurants in the country! It’s near Napa, in Yountville. Impossible to get reservations, insanely expensive, but if you’re a foodie, you have to go there at least once in your life. A five-hour meal. (I go on to tell Jason about eating there but you can read about my two visits here and here.)

Chantrelle: I feel bad, I’m making you late.

Jason: You’re not making me late, Ozumo sushi is making me late. Sorry I’m a little bit quiet for this interview. I’m a little bit tired and I was kind of losing my voice the last few days. I’ve been tending towards mime. I should have warned you I’d be miming the interview.

Chantrelle: I’ve been a zombie since Saturday night’s show. I can’t go without sleep. I could never be a rock star, I need sleep…that and I have no musical talent.

Jason: I’ve been going to bed around 4am, waking up around 6. I’m an early riser generally. The beginning of the tour I was getting up around 7 or so and going to bed around 3 or 4. That kind of caught up to me around the time of the show here. My voice wasn’t as strong at the show here. Could you tell that?

Chantrelle: Only when you pointed it out and had the audience since a high note for you. I wouldn’t have noticed it if you didn’t draw attention to it.

Last night at my son’s winter concert I found out this teacher at his school that I’ve had many conversations with plays the accordion! I’m so excited. My son wants to learn to play accordion. He wants that to be his next instrument. I’m pushing piano first, we have a 9 foot grand piano, it should get some use!

Jason: Josh started playing accordion when he was 9.

Chantrelle: I think you need a little more arm strength than you have at 6.

Jason: By 15 he had run away from home to play on the streets. He’s a guy who really grabs life by the reigns right out of the gate. I’m really impressed with him. And he has a sweetness and a quietness about him. Most people who are that driven and ambitious are missing that. Especially if they’re driven and ambitious that early.

I love the way my life has shaped. I can’t imagine a nicer type of a life. But watching him, it’s like, “Holy shit, wow.”

Chantrelle: I was just talking with a friend the other day about how since discovering you and Amanda, my outlook on street performing and busking has changed. I never thought of that as a job or a way of making a living. Hearing someone play on the street wasn’t the same to me as seeing someone in a club even though sometimes the street performer may have more talent. I know I’m not the first to realize this but why will I pay $50 to someone play at a theatre, but I won’t give a dollar to someone on the street? Especially if they’re doing something cool. There was a guy downtown one day playing the uillean pipes, he was awesome. He got my money.

The bill finally comes.

Thanks for making the time to talk with me.

And we were off to the show, it was a great night. I’ve adored Jason’s music since I first discovered him via Neil Gaiman. Seeing him live is a life-changing experience. I’ve seen artists who can enthrall an audience, Jason goes beyond that. I’ve not only seen him get the entire audience to spin in circles 12 times (a staple of his show for “Drinking Song”) but I’ve seen him get everyone to sit down and listen to a story and on the night of this interview, he got the whole audience to tickle each other. He’s a special and magical individual on and off the stage. I am thrilled I got to spend this time talking with him.

Roll Your Own Sushi

Thursday, December 16th, 2010

It’s easy!

Step one, prepare ingredients and surface for rolling
Sushi fixings, waiting to be rolled

Step two, roll the sushi.

Step three, profit!
Sushi waiting to be devoured

Hana Japanese Restaurant

Friday, March 19th, 2010

Hana Japanese Restaurant
101 Golf Course Drive
Rohnert Park, CA
707-586-0270

Chef's Sushi Omakase

I found this restaurant purely by accident, chance, kismet, whatever you want to call it. I call it scrumptious fate! We were in the area and it was lunchtime. I don’t know anything around the north bay so I just searched on my phone for, I kid you not, “lunch”.  This was the first result that came up.  We were just on the other side of the freeway so I maneuvered through the construction zones and, with a bit of difficulty, found Hana hidden in the parking lot for the Double Tree hotel.Chef's Sushi Omakase

For lunch I had the Sushi and Sashimi combo lunch. Three types of nigiri, three types of sashimi, all wonderful (tako, maguro, hamachi, sake, and 2 others!). I was surprised to see that they had my favorite sake by the glass as well, Kanchiku. Smooth and delicious.

I returned the next day for dinner with my husband. We couldn’t go home without him experiencing this place. I got the Chef’s Sushi Omakase. My only stipulation was no Uni. Can’t do it. Don’t like it. Don’t want it anywhere near me.

I got a gorgeous plate of 10 nigiri: Tai (snapper), aji (jack mackerel), hamachi, sake, sawara (spanish mackerel), mirugai (giant clam), aorika (cuttlefish), toro, house-smoked salmon and anago (fresh water eel).  Both the sawara and the aji were amazing. I hate saba so I didn’t realize other mackerels could be so lovely. The clam and cuttlefish were not my cup of tea. There wasn’t anything wrong with them, they were far less chewy than I thought they’d be. They weren’t gross by any means, just not my thing. I guiltily ate the toro. I think the bluefin ban should go into effect sooner than later. All the other fish were amazing and not moving towards extinction from overfishing. That’s my one qualm with Hana, they should take bluefin off their menu.

I hope I find myself hungry in the north bay again. This was a wonderful lunch and a wonderful dinner. Tucked away, totally unexpected.

Sushi Tomi – Mountain View

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

Sushi Tomi Restaurant
635 W Dana St
Mountain View, CA 94041
650-968-3227


I discovered Sushitomi when I worked in Mountain View just a few blocks away. Unfortunately, I found it just a few weeks before our office moved to San Francisco. I had been on a search for good sushi in downtown Mountain View and had failed for a year. Then we went out for a department lunch at this little place that, from the outside, didn’t look like much but once the food was served I knew I’d be coming back.

Well, I now have to go out of my way to get there but it’s worth it. The latest Sushitomi visit was due to a friend visiting from New Mexico. We were arranging a place to get sushi, I suggested Sushitomi and she quickly got very excited because when she used to live in the area she was a regular there and missed it.

My friend ordered a bottle of Soju which I had never had before. It’s basically a cross between Sake and vodka. To be honest, it’s a little strong for me but it sure looks cool in a shot glass with a quail egg floating in it! They brought the quail egg perched beautifully atop a little mound of wasabi. If you want to try Soju, make sure you get the kind made from rice and not sweet potatoes…bleh!

It has become my habit to order the chef specials. This time I ordered the extra fancy nigiri plate. I’ve done that before and was not disappointed. And it exposes me to various imported fish that I wouldn’t necessarily know to pick off of the menu. To be totally honest, I don’t exactly know what I ate. There were some standards: hamachi, ebi, sake. Then there were the ones I thought I could identify as mackerel and scallop but it turns out the mackerel was something I didn’t get the name of but it was great (I know that’s no help is it?!) and the scallop was octopus!! It was so tender I never would’ve guessed.

I need to keep looking for excuses to go to Mountain View for sushi. I love this hidden gem.

Nobu

Thursday, July 24th, 2008

Nobu
In the Hard Rock Casino
Las Vegas, NV
702-693-5090

When we found ourselves planning a trip to Utah, we couldn’t be within a few hours of Vegas and not head there for dinner. We are not gambling people, we are not 110 degree heat people, I do not dress like I just stepped out of the Frederick’s of Hollywood catalog. Las Vegas is not a place we would typically migrate to. However, given that the majority of the world’s best chefs have decided to open up restaurants there, it is now a vacation destination for me. I booked a hotel (sans Casino– a rarity I know) across the street from the Hard Rock which houses Nobu. Across the street when it’s 114 feels like a marathon, but we made it.

We had a reservation for the first seating at 6pm. If you make it there, note that they don’t open their door until six o’clock sharp, so no point getting there early except to look at the music memorabilia around the casino (which is pretty cool!). We had a reservation for a table, but my four year old wanted to watch them make the sushi so we moved to the bar. That was a great move!

We ordered the Omakase (Chef’s choice) and got to watch each dish being prepared, minus the hot dishes from the kitchen. The first dish was Nobu-style Tuna Poke. It was tossed in an acidic miso dressing, topped with some cherry tomatoes, little dollop of mild caviar, and a taro chip. This was incredible. It really made me want to up the ante on my Wednesday night farmers market creations.

Round two was mackerel. I hate mackerel, oily, fishy, I avoid it. This was the best mackerel ever but, having said that I hate it, that’s not praising it enough. It was one of my favorite dishes of the meal… mackerel! It was topped with a dry miso that tasted like some of the best, gourmet, Top Ramen powder… I know that doesn’t sound like a compliment, but it is, and I couldn’t think of any other way to describe it. There was also some curry oil and a little round fruit that we couldn’t identify, it turned out to be some sort of baby peach. It functioned as a palate cleanser, it wasn’t very sweet but very refreshing.

The third dish was the one “miss” of the evening. It was Tako Sausage with an overwhelming number of other flavors tossed together on the plate: feta cheese (yes, cheese in Japanese food!), hard-boiled quail egg, corn, broccoli, peas, and a ceviche sauce. Not the masterpiece of the evening.

The meal quickly got back on track with Otoro and scallop with a sauce made of dried shrimp, dried scallop, and chili oil. Both the Otoro and scallop were like butter. Scallop is another thing that I typically avoid these days, I get a heavy metallic taste from it, but not this one. Next came a palate cleanser of strawberry-Mango sorbet on champagne granita with a white chocolate tuille (which the waiter told us was shizo–what?!– he came back apologizing profusely for being wrong).

We were now moving on to the hot dish, kitchen portion of the meal. Crab stuffed zucchini blossoms with passionfruit Ponzu sauce and golden pea shoots: well-balanced and flavorful, the pea shoots were perfectly salty. Another amazing dish. The Kobe beef with seared foie gras, kabocha puree, asparagus, and shizo oil was next. I am not a foie gras fan, so I felt incredibly guilty leaving this huge chunk of foie on my plate — I tried to eat it but it was just too much. The Kobe however was tender and flavorful and the kabocha puree tasted very similar to butternut squash and added a sweetness and freshness that was balanced and excellent.

Out next was a cilantro-lime soup with grilled squid. This didn’t taste Japanese to me, it tasted almost Thai-like but it was very refreshing after the heavy Kobe dish. I did think the squid was a little too chewy though.

We moved back sushi bar portion for an incredible plates of nigiri: Chutoro (AMAZING), snapper with shizo, sake with mild jalapeno (incredible), Spanish saba with sweet kelp (unbelievably good — again with the Saba!) , amaebi (creamy) and tamago (like a little soufflé on rice).

They brought us the dessert that was apricot gyoza with almond ice cream. This was good, a fine dessert… We could not end this fabulous meal with a dessert that was just “fine.” We ordered our real desert: Hamachi and otoro sashimi. having chatted with the sushi chef for most of the meal, we got a little bonus with our Sashimi, fluke fin. Very thinly sliced in a little mirin and soy dressing, it was chewier than fish, not as chewy as squid, unlike anything I’ve ever had really, and quite a treat. The sashimi plate was truly the best dessert we could have possibly ordered. That’s the way to end a meal.

Oh, the sake! I’m not sure how I managed not to write down the names of the sakes that we got, but I don’t think you can go wrong. They have numerous sakes brewed just for them and something for every palate, sweet to dry.

I was not surprised by the quality of ingredients or incredible knife skills of the chefs but I was impressed nonetheless. I was unimpressed with the other patrons wearing their perfume, ordering spicy tuna rolls — seriously, in Nobu, spicy tuna… what?! So there is a downside to the location, and they don’t have a restroom within the restaurant, you have to go into the casino which deadens your sense of smell with all the perfume and smoke lingering about. But I gladly got past those problems and will excitedly return to Nobu again.

Update: We excitedly returned to Nobu in November. We again got the Omakase. I’m sad to say that it didn’t live up to our July visit. The front of the house seems to have slipped. Our waiter wasn’t knowledgeable about the sake list and when handed a list of things we were allergic to, asked if it was a tempura order. The items that came from the kitchen were lackluster. Having said all that, they do still have some of the best fish at the sushi bar that I have ever experienced. The men behind the counter know what they’re doing, their purchasers know with they’re doing, I’m just afraid the front of the house is falling victim to Vegas. For future reference though, if you ever see Tasmanian ocean trout on a menu, order it!

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