food

Restaurant to Farm to Table

These are some images from a profile I photographed of Dan Sauer, a local farmer’s market vendor. The story focused on Sauer’s decision to give up his job as head chef at the Outermost Inn, one of the Island restaurants (he’d also worked in some big-name restaurants in NYC), and instead farm crops in his backyard. He and his wife are hoping to get a permanent storefront at some point in the future, but for now are concentrating on the twice-weekly farmer’s market, sales to restaurants (naturally), and continuing to do some cooking for private functions.

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Homegrown shitake mushrooms! Who knew?

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Strawberries!

It’s strawberry season! The Farm and Field column in Tuesday’s paper was a feature about this most excellent time of year, and I went to Whippoorwhill Farm to take some photos of the Pick-Your-Own crowd of strawberry people. Whippoorwhill was only open to members of its co-op, since a frost had destroyed too much of the crop for everything to have a go at picking–but a surprising number of people still showed up for their berries.

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(27) Eat Your Heart Out, Krispy Kreme

Still catching up with 30-photos/30-days. These were taken (very early in the morning) on March 19.

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A couple of weeks ago, when I was talking to Alex about my upcoming trip to Houston, he mentioned a plan to stay up extremely late one night and then go eat Shipley’s Do-Nuts at five in the morning, when the donut place first opens. I thought he was kidding.

But I should know better than to doubt my old roommate, and, sure enough, on my first night in Houston I found myself staying up way past my bedtime, cramming into a car with five other people, and driving down Kirby to wait around in the parking lot of Shipley’s, because we’d gotten there ten minutes before opening.*

I tried to shoot this as a modified five-points-of-view assignment, just for practice. I’d edit the series way down if I were actually turning it in, but I’m okay with all ten of these pictures being up on on the blog.** That’s what blogs are for, right?

*It should be noted that the freshly-baked hot-off-the-press donuts were well worth the absurd effort we went through to get them.
**More pictures (i.e. the non-candid ones) will be on Facebook eventually. I’m slow about posting things.

(15) Luv

Well, I did take photos today, but I decided I liked an image I took Saturday (during my marathon True/False run) better. I didn’t post it Saturday because it didn’t fit with that day’s theme.

I was thrilled when Yogoluv opened up downtown; with all due respect to Sparky’s, I tend to prefer frozen yogurt over ice cream…and I especially like being able to add my own toppings. Yum.

(11) Routine Occurences

(Because I missed a day of photos, I am adding a day to the countdown, and will post Day 10 when I get my disposable camera images developed and processed.)

Lunch

Laundry. I shot this at 1/8 and now wish I’d made the shutter speed just a little faster, so the clothes were more defined. Ah well.

Nothing but Noodles

When my dad was visiting me last week, he made fun of me for buying pasta when we went grocery shopping. This was because he’d already seen my pasta pantry and didn’t understand how I could possibly need more noodles in my life.

(Actually, this picture doesn’t even include the two boxes of whole wheat pasta that I haven’t opened yet. I only use the jars for leftovers.)

I like having a well-stocked kitchen as much as the next person, but I REALLY like having lots of options in the pasta department, which is why I always buy a box or two when I go to the store. It’s like a pasta compulsion. I can’t help it.

Tonight I made one of my most favorite dinners—pasta with kidney beans and tomato sauce (the kind with olives in it- that’s key)—and was feeling very inspired by my fellow photogs updating their blogs every day, so I decided to take some photos while I was cooking.

Protein!

Underwater noodles

Pasta in a giant teacup. It’s very portable.

Finit!

Fattest City in America

I never truly realize how much I miss Houston until I get there. I haven’t managed to stay away from the city for more than 9 months since 2004, when I started my freshman year at Rice. I didn’t really have any feelings in particular about Houston when I first got there–it was just ‘that place where Rice was’–but have since decided that it’s a very underrated city. Sad. If nothing else, it should be better known for its food, which I would argue is on par with the cuisine in New York, San Francisco and Chicago–and those places don’t have the Texas barbecue, which I hear is also pretty good (I can only speak from the vegetarian side of things).

I had two mental checklists when I was in Houston over winter break- one of people I wanted to see, and one of places where I wanted to eat. I am pleased to say that I only missed seeing a couple of people (those darn med students)- and that I made it to all of the necessary restaurants.

We start with Taco Cabana:

…which is very good for fueling up before shooting a bowl game. Also, get lots of extra pico de gallo. That’s key.

This wasn’t restaurant food, but my friend Niki makes a mean 8-layer bean dip, and her boyfriend makes a mean Screwdriver:

Killer New Year’s Eve combo.

Niki is also a supremely talented baker:

On the dessert note, I made a special point to go to Swirll, the frozen yogurt place in the Village. They’ve ramped up the selection there in the past year, so it’s way more fancy than it used to be. As far as I’m concerned, though, you can’t go wrong with plain tart yogurt and lots of toppings:

This is about a third of the topping selection.

Now. I have lost track of the number of times I’ve been to Niko Niko’s (for Greek food) and Mai’s (for Vietnamese food). Mai’s was the first restaurant I ate at in Houston, and I made it a point to bring everybody who ever visited me at college to the late-night place of awesome. Niko Niko’s is just plain tasty.

Falafel plate. Dr. Atkins would cry at the sight of the pita + mountain of rice.

Vermicelli bowl (spring rolls in the background). I ate the whole thing. Yup.

Mai’s, unfortunately, doesn’t have bahn mi (Vietnamese sandwiches) on their menu, but that’s really no biggie- the good sammich place is right across the street and down a few blocks.

This picture doesn’t do banh mi justice at all, but I’m including it anyway.There’s also marinated tofu on the sandwich; the bread has been coated in olive oil and baked to a crispy goodness.

Unfortunately, I didn’t take any pictures at Patu (otherwise known as The Place With The Best Pad Thai in the Whole World Exclusive of Thailand). I guess I’ll probably have to go back sometime…

Some VOX Assignments (or, more food photos…)

They all seem to come in during my Friday shifts.

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Dressed in period costumes from the 1850s, Brittni Steding, front, and Abbey Milligan clear tables in the J. Huston Tavern in Arrow Rock, Mo., on July 31. The tavern is the oldest continuously operated restaurant west of the Mississippi River.

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Fried chicken plates, one of the main entrees at the J.Huston Tavern, are offered as a family style, all-you-can-eat dish.

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Curly potato chips coated in Parmesan cheese and chives at the J.Huston Tavern.

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Three of the dessert options at the J. Huston Tavern: from left, carrot cake, apple cobbler, and pecan pie.

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Specialty drinks at Bleu, such as the New Zealand “No”jito, left, and Bleu Rosemary Lemonade, are known for as much for their presentation as their taste.

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New Zealand “No”jito

Police in Columbia using such unconventional methods of transport as bicycles also rely on unconventional methods of keeping the bikes from being stolen.

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