Bret and Ellen Eat a Bunch: Saturday Edition!

23 May

So Bret came to visit last weekend, and we planned to have a super time. We were successful. There was plenty of garage sales and scrabble and accordions and movies and awesome times. And of course, food. We love food.

Bret came on Friday night and we made hazelnut scones from Vegan with a Vengeance so we would have breakfast to eat before we went out to garage sales. Bret took a picture of the scones he took home with him. I was too busy eating the ones that I kept.

Mm mm scones!

I assure you that they are one more reason to buy this cookbook. Bret’s been cooking things out of it starting from the beginning, and since I want to make everything in it too, I’m thinking of starting at the back and going forward. Which means dessert first! One of the things I like best about being an adult is that I can eat dessert first if I want to. Sometimes I want to.

Our mid-morning snack was ice cream. On the way back towards Saratoga we stopped at The Ice Cream Man. If this place was a bit closer to me, I would eat ice cream there all the time. It’s slightly better than Farmer’s Daughter, but Farmer’s Daughter is closer. Bret took a picture of his ice cream, but I was too busy eating mine. I had the grasshopper brownie, and the girl scooping was very generous. The brownie pieces were real brownie pieces, like you could tell they were baked in a pan and cut into chunks to be put in the ice cream. Mm!

For dinner that night, I suggested we go to Shalimar, which is my favorite Indian restaurant in the area and one that Bret’s friends had also said was pretty awesome. It didn’t live up to his expectations, but it was a good meal even though the waitress didn’t wrap up our leftovers. Sure, we probably should have specified, but we had a lot of food left and well.. oh, it’s okay. I’ll get over it.

I got us lost getting to the restaurant, so by the time we got there Bret was hungry and cranky. I get cranky when my belly’s empty, too. But the place was pretty empty so we got our food quickly.

We shared the vegetable pakora to start. So greasy, so good.

I ordered the baingan burtha because I love me some eggplants and chickpeas. No bread, and no, that’s not weird. It tasted like butter, but I’m not sure if that was because the eggplant was cooked so long that it got really creamy, or if there was a ton of butter in it. Maybe both. Either way, I was satisfied with it. No matter how unimpressed Bret was, Shalimar still remains a favorite.

We washed down a day of food with a bottle of Spanish wine back at my apartment and listened to our belly’s make the noises that they make when Indian food is put into them.

(I’m gonna let Bret add stuff or edit stuff if he wants because I can’t concentrate)

-Ellen

Okay! I can’t really concentrate either but that’s okay! I’m going to try to make this easy on me and make it, like, a list.

Chickpeas and chutney: When I got there Ellen had cooked some chickpeas up with some chutney and man was that a good idea. It was really tasty and maybe Ellen should do all the cooking from now on whenever we hang out. I’ll just lay around and play Katamari and shout, “Ellen! Ellen! I’m hungry! I’m hungry, Ellen!”

Hazelnut scones: These were tasty, but not the tastiest scones that I’ve made yet. They actually turned out kind of bitter. But that’s okay! Scones can be anything you want them to be. I should tell you sometime about the habanero scones I made.

Ice cream: The cone they gave me at the Ice Cream Man made me crap my pants. Look at the size of this thing!

I ordered two scoops. Does that look like two scoops to you? Holy wow! Anyway, I got malt and cherry cheesecake, which is a funny combination but it was really good.

Shalimar’s: I got palak aloo which is spinach and potatoes for those of you who don’t know the lingo.

It was pretty good. I’ve had friends telling me for years that Shalimar’s was the best Indian in the history of the world ever, so I think I had a skewed perspective that made me not appreciate it as much as I would have otherwise. But I got to eat tasty pakoras and they had a decent bathroom. I think someday I need to take Ellen to Samrat which is my favorite Indian place. I’m not going to make it out to be the best Indian ever but it’s my favorite place. I used to go to Syracuse all the time, and it got to the point where the people there recognized me when I came in. They don’t anymore, though.

I just wrote a whole bunch about Sunday and then realized that this is the SATURDAY EDITION of Bret and Ellen eat a bunch. Even though it’s Friday now. Whoops. I hope we finish these posts before she visits next weekend or otherwise we’re going to be way confused.

At one point over the weekend I fell asleep on Ellen’s knees. That was like the nicest thing. Ok. That has nothing to do with food. I’m going to post this now. I hope Ellen was done writing!

-Bret

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4 Responses to “Bret and Ellen Eat a Bunch: Saturday Edition!”

  1. sidi2u May 24, 2008 at 7:16 am #

    I love indian food. We have a great indian buffet in Montreal. It’s big and fresh and good. The NAAN is made ‘sur place” in a very original oven, the indian naan oven. It’s a show in the same time.

  2. energyanalysis May 24, 2008 at 8:28 pm #

    mmm! i ate at an african restaurant that had a tandoor out in the open where they cooked all their bread. it was really pretty 🙂 and the bread was amazing.

  3. energyanalysis May 24, 2008 at 8:31 pm #

    i like how the one little grain of rice climbed to the top of bret’s palak aloo.

    also, my knees are squishy like a pillow. a pillow made of knees.

  4. sidi2u May 25, 2008 at 9:22 pm #

    Yep, a tandoor, that’s the name. And the specialty is garlic naan. It’s out of this world !!!

    A pillow made of knees? Can be hurtful… 😉

    What about this week-end?

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