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Resturants of the world that I miss (in no particular order)

Published January 26, 2013 by Christa Maurice

Rich’s – Conception, Chile
The worlds most delicious burgers. The meat was so fresh the sometimes I would swear I could hear mooing from the kitchen, though that might have been the kitchen staff. They were served on a 5 inch plate and filled it so I always split one. They also served magnificent thick sliced fries.

Domino – also Conception, Chile
Directly across the food court from Rich’s was a hot dog place where I learned my very first Spanish phrase. Sin mayo. Domino served beef, pork and turkey dogs and had a four page menu. If it could be put on a hot dog, it was- with mayo. Lots and lots of mayo. The first time I ate there, I didn’t know any better and was sick for about a day afterward. My favorite was the Americano which had onions, tomatoes, cheese and “American sauce” which is yellow relish. A very close second was the avocado dog. Cheese, about half an avocado and onions. I tried to convince then to combine the two, but they had no idea what I was talking about so I had to enjoy my Americano avocado dogs in the privacy of my own kitchen.

Belly Full Deli – Akron, Ohio
Absolutely the best deli in the Midwest. I ate there so often that all I had to do was walk in the door and Tom would say, “short Reuben, turkey on rye or are we feeling adventurous today?” most of the time it was the short Reuben. Alas due to some incredibly poor business practices of their landlord, the Belly Full Deli closed several years ago and I haven’t been able to eat a Reuben since.

Dos Tacos – Seoul, South Korea
I have a minor addiction to Mexican food. The first year in Korea I was forced to hike half a mile from the nearest subway stop (really not so bad) to a little import food shop outside Itewon for retried beans and tortillas and then hike back (the really bad part) with the increasingly heavy cans. At home, when I broke out the retired beans, I would scrape the inside of the can like it was a bowl the I had mixed a cake in and lick the remains off my fingers. The second year I found Dos Tacos. The guy who owned the restaurant had grown up in Southern California. He knew Mexican. He also knew good business. I would go there once a week for a chicken and avocado burrito and if he felt the avocados weren’t ripe enough, he wouldn’t sell it to me. This particular hidden gem was very near a church and if you wanted to eat there on a Sunday, it behooved you to be there early or eat late because they only had six table and a couple of counter chairs. Many people will tell you that the best Mexican in Korea is Chili Chili outside Youngsan Military Base. Those people are deluded. I maintain that Dos Tacos is the best Mexican food in Asia.

The Mexican place in the Philippines.
The second best Mexican place in Asia I have forgotten the name of, but I am willing to bet that if I walked in there now, after a five year absence, the staff would recognize me. When I was in the Philippines, I must have eaten there every other day. The first time is was lucky enough to be there during green mango season so I got to try green mango salsa. Amazing. The ripe mango salsa is also stunning. For a while I considered moving there, half for the weather and half for the restaurant.

The beach restaurants on Nai Hat Beach, Phuket, Thailand
Seriously, pick any one. There were about seven that all had seating out on the sand. They painted their menus on the walls dividing their designated seating areas so you could walk down the beach and choose a restaurant. The fish market was just down the beach so all the fish was fresh caught. And this market was literally fifty feet from my hotel and I never cause a whiff the fish was so fresh. They even had a brick oven pizza place.


Adventures in eating – the pork tenderloin

Published January 7, 2012 by Christa Maurice

Early in December, some friends and I went shopping to Dubai Mall which has two really good forbidden meat stores (stores that sell pork and other Muslim forbidden treats like Cherry Poptarts. I don’t know why or if the Cherry Poptarts are forbidden, but the only place I can find them is in the pork section of the Waitrose Supermarket at the Dubai Mall.) I had recently shipped my Crockpot over so I was looking forward to making pork and sauerkraut for New Year’s dinner.

Oh, my dear departed Crockpot, how I loved thee. I’d had the thing for like twenty years and then I shipped it across the ocean. I set it up (to cook some delicious pork chops I’d bought on the same trip) and it never heated up. I tried different outlets. I tried a different converters. I tried filling it with water and leaving it sit for a whole day unwatched. No dice. So I resigned the Crockpot to the trashman and baked the chops in the oven.

New Year’s Day came and I opened my pork tenderloin which had been safely frozen (in addition to being vacuum sealed) for the past month and I thought, ‘that’s not right.’

My tenderloin smelled distinctly smoked. I cut into it and I studied it and decided that it felt distinctly firm for raw meat. So I tasted it.

Yup, smoked, cooked, done. I hadn’t stuck a fork in it, but the knife I used worked well enough.

Now, the plan was to cook this less than 1lb pork tenderloin, have my traditional pork and sauerkraut dinner and freeze portions for later consumption. I had even walked to the market across the desert for potatoes to mash. (Not as strenuous as it sounds. It’s only about a half a block. Don’t go all Lawrence of Arabia on me.) Since the meat was already done, I didn’t have time to fiddle with mashing the potatoes. so on New Year’s Day I had sliced pork, sauerkraut and a baked potato, leaving me with a lot of pork that I couldn’t refreeze.

So the next day I had pork cubed up in my scrambled eggs with a banana and an orange for breakfast and a pork sandwich with cheese and mustard for lunch and pork with sauerkraut and a baked potato for dinner.

And the next day I had pork cubed up in my scrambled eggs with fruit for breakfast again, but I didn’t want to eat smoked pork for lunch so I had bratwurst, potato chips and a banana for lunch. I was going to variety, don’t you know. For dinner I had popcorn as I was to lazy to cook anything.

The next morning I couldn’t face scrambled eggs again so I fried the end of my bacon and fried the eggs in the grease. For lunch I made mac and cheese and put cubed pork into it with a bit of onion. Of course, when I bought the mac and cheese, I didn’t realize I was getting the family size so now I have oodles of mac and cheese with pork and onion in the fridge. At dinner time I decided to dismember a pomegranate and I ended up with pomegranate juice all over the living room. One of the best things I ever did was buy a hot pink carpet. If pomegranate juice stains a hot pink carpet, does anyone see it? Unlike the tree falling in the forest, I have a conclusive answer to this question. Nope. Then again, you also can’t see the seeds when they fall on the floor either, but that’s an entirely different problem.

Yesterday morning, faced with the stubby end of my pork tenderloin that I wanted so badly a month ago and now wish to never see again, I fried two eggs, sliced the end of the pork, crammed both into a roll with some cheese and ate that for breakfast with another banana and the rest of the pomegranate seeds. Not sure how soon I want to see another banana either.

I still have half a package of hot dogs and 2 brats in the freezer and three servings of mac and cheese in the fridge and I think I’m starting to grow a snout.