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Friday, June 30, 2017

If This Place Was Just Called "Dave" It'd be Weird



First let me preface that all of the photos I took were done by my phone. Not even my new fancy phone, my old one that had a crack in the lens. In a place like Dave and Busters I really didn't feel safe bringing my camera camera so apologies for the slightly fuzzy and kinda crappy shots.

Plus lugging a high-end digital camera around while trying to balance a beer and steer on some Fast and Furious machine would totally suck. So there's that as well.

Anyway, Tucson finally got itself one of these mega-clusters of food, booze and games and its about time we say. Located in the Tucson Marketplace area just off of South Park Avenue and East Benson Highway, nestled between a movie theater and a god awful Asian buffet (that surprisingly serve decent quesadillas, go figure) Dave and Busters is the kind of family Petri dish of overly excited kids, bored teens, half drunk dads and cell-phone staring moms that you always dreamed about.

I think we've been to one, maybe, back in either California or Texas and, if blurry memory serves, it was kind of fun. So on a searingly hot day with convection oven winds, the Homeskillet crew rallied up and set out to eat, drink and get high score.

This is what went down.



Full on Vegas mode with this place

The way Dave and Busters works is this: If you wanna play games, which you totally do, you purchase a Power Card, which is a card that you 'power up' with cash and can 'recharge' once your credits get low. Like $30 gets you 200 credits, or something like that. Each game requires a certain amount of credits. For example, Skee-Ball is perhaps 2 credits but some surround sound IMAX 3-D type game will be, say, 12. You get the idea right? Most places like this have the exact same method to take your money. But...whatever.

We went on a Wednesday, which we highly recommend, because on Wednesdays all games are discounted. That 12 credit IMAX 3-D game is now 6 credits. Get it? Good. So we loaded up our Power Cards then went to the bar to get slightly loaded.



So sweet, so unnecessary 

Note to all readers: Avoid any and all glow in the dark / snocone / anything that has gummy worms hanging from them drinks. They are pricey, they suck and most of all they are sugary frosted glops with a hint of booze. Just stick to your usual cocktail or beer. Trust here. In fact, the pours we got from the young bartender were actually kind of impressive. So stick with what you know.

As we were sipping away, we couldn't help but notice that the whole stretch of the room, equipped with a restaurant, sports bar, separate eating area and huge game space, looked and sounded a lot like a Las Vegas casino. With the exception of cigarette smoke (you can't even vape in D&B's, thank jeebus) we could have been at some bar in the Venetian, except the one armed bandits were replaced with Big Buck Hunters and Pac Man games with screens 10 feet high.

While we were surveying our afternoon territory, we were beginning to get a bit grumbly in yon tummy so a glance at their menu was in order.



Um...okay!


The fare at Dave and Busters is kind of what you would expect. Pages of hot wings, "shareable" appetizers loaded with sliders and cheesy bacon covered fries, nachos, burgers, meat stuffed sandwiches and deep fried cheese.

Eh.

What was kind of surprising was their selection of salads such as an apple pecan option, a baby kale Caesar and Thai chicken chopped. These actually didn't sound too horrible.

There's also a wide selection of pasta dishes, steaks, ribs, seafood and even a tomato feta soup. Not bad D&B, not bad.

Here's the thing: They put calorie counts on each dish so you know what you are getting into before ordering. No sodium count because if they did, no one would order any of this stuff. Or carbs, Or sugar or saturated fat. I'm thinking the food at D&B is loaded with unnecessary amounts of salt and sugar, enough to put any diet right into the dustbin.

It is absolutely rare here to find a dish under 1000 calories. There's a grilled salmon for about 800, most side salads and soups hover around 200...and that's about it. I mean, you're not coming to Dave and Busters for its farm-to-fork chef driven dishes, you're here to grub on some sloppy and slightly not bad food and play arcade games till your eyes bleed and your thumbs go numb. Right?

Taking a walk around the dining area, the food actually didn't look all that bad either. But between the 5 of us we opted to go for something called, yep, Fives All Around. This long plate came loaded with 5 pieces of chicken quesadilla, 5 pretzel dogs, 5 crispy shrimps, a bunch of dipping sauces and house cut crinkle chips. This monster app was over 3000 calories but, hey, between the 5 of us, for each, that's like, uh...let's see. Carry the 3 into...umm...

Oh forget it.

Anyway, the food wasn't horrible. So...there's that.



Wait, did you wash that cube before...oh nevermind

Then it was time to get down and play some games. This is what Dave and Busters is all about anyway.

We wont get into too much about this because, you know, this is a food blog, but we will say the games were new, clean, loud and fun. Most of the racing games came equipped with wind machines to give you that extra feeling of speed and vigorously shook as well. I spent a lot of time playing the Star Wars Battle Pod. Literally you are in an enclosed game egg and you get to fly X-Wings, Snow Speeders and Speeder Bikes. So many credits went bye-bye with this game. A must do for serious Star Wars nerds.

That and Mario Kart in which you can compete with three of your friends. A good hour was spent doing this one. So freakin' fun.



Not even between the 5 of us, nope

So there you have it: The Tucson Homeskillet does Dave and Busters. We had a great time, it was really hot out so we stayed cool and we were kind of impressed with the bar style family fare they served. I mean, we really didn't eat any because, well...why would you? I mean, the food here has to be better than the neighboring buffet (will not give its name but....you'll see when you get here, just don't...) but when we come back, which we so will because we still have a bunch of credits on our Power Cards, we might go nibble a bit here and there.

But we are going to share! Just don't trust the nutritional scree of caloric blood pressure infusers they serve up.

But they do have tot-chos. And if you know us, we love us some tot-chos.

Next time Dave and Busters.

Next time...



And you know what...it wasn't horrible




Camera, Typing, Eating and Drinking
"Metal" Mark Whittaker
It's Too Hot Out, 2017

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Saturday, December 31, 2016

The 2016 Tucson Homeskillet Year In Review


OK, so 2016 has gotten a pretty bad rap this, well, year, mainly because it took so many celebrity lives. You know, Prince, Mrs. Brady, Snape, Princess Leia, her mom...and some others apparently. Yeah, that sucks when someone you admire and has been in your life for so long passes but for us here at the Homeskillet, we actually had a pretty banner year.

This was the year where this lil' dopey blog started to break, in a manner of speaking. We went from just a few hits to a bit more hits. That alone is reason to celebrate! Our likes on social media went to literally none to almost some. Hot doggers! And we owe our success to you guys, the readers, the followers and the believers.

Thank you for believing in the Tucson Homeskillet.

So to look back on a most eventful and delectable year, we compiled the most popular and talked about posts and how they all came about. This should be fun, right? Right.

2017 should be just as awesome if not more so because Metal Mark is now the new food guy for the Tucson Weekly. So we are up to the challenge of eating all of the foods. How thrilling!

Anyway, you ready to get this year in review thingy started? Because we are.

Cool. Here we go...



JANUARY:

January started off with a bang as we gave you some suggestions on how to cure your hangover from various remedies across the globe which then segued into a piece about Metal Mark's lifelong obsession with the pastrami sandwich. 

But the highlight and most hits came from our blog about the world losing both Lemmy from Motorhead and David Bowie. That was a big shock for everyone. Still is. 

Okay, officially Lemmy died in 2015...ON METAL MARK'S BIRTHDAY! Yep. As the crew settled down for some birthday libations, the notice came out that Lemmy died and we all got even drunker than usual. Then as 2016 rolled in, Bowie called out. Not the best way to start a year.

So what we did was find recipes that were inspired by both iconic artists. David Bowie loved shepherd's pie and Lemmy loved cold spaghetti and we think we did alright with the recipes we found. 

Not to mention we told you how to make the "David Bowie" cocktail and, of course, the Lemmy (Jack and Coke). This was a really fun post and we are so stoked that you liked it as much as we had fun writing about it.  





FEBRUARY:

We at the Homeskillet are far from being vegan but we do like delicious food and we do love us some Black Metal. So when Brian Manowitz (aka the Vegan Black Metal Chef) came out with his own cookbook you know we had to get our greedy mitts on this thing.

The recipes he supplies will make you forget you are eating a dish that has absolutely no animal products in them. With the use of spices, sauces and ingenious components, the Vegan Black Metal Chef takes you on a worldwide journey of flavor all the while invoking the darkness of foreboding lore at the same time being funny as all heck. 

This is a cookbook that everyone needs but probably not everyone will get. We really can't see Aunty Myrtle cozying up to a recipe for aloo palak as the VBMC asks you to "stare into the abyss" while "unholy spirits" command you to add more ginger. 

We love it, we love him and obviously you loved this post. Yay!

*insert wailing banshee shriek here, but...all happy like*






MARCH:

We literally just drove by this place on Stone Avenue and went "Whaaa?"

Not hearing anything about it; no notices or twitters, we slammed on the brakes, stepped inside and decided to see and eat for ourselves. 

Luckily, Yogi's was awesome and we have been back a few times not just for their cuisine but for their vegetables and goods as well. This place rules and we are so happy that they are doing well. 

The food at Yogi's is lighter than most other Indian restaurants in town, and that's what we love about it. Each dish just has a airy freshness to it and when you want to gorge or delicious Indian food (as we usually do) it's nice to come out of it feeling nourished as opposed to feeling like you want to food nap for a few hours. 

So if you are in that area and have a craving for some delicious Indian food (as you should) step into Yogi's and say that you heard about them from the Tucson Homeskillet. Then the Bhati family will just look at you funny and be all "Um...sure."

Trust us here. 






APRIL:

April was an awesome month. It was the month where we discovered Manna From Heaven Indian fry bread tacos, ate at the wildly overrated Blake's Lotaburger and explained why we don't like covering downtown eateries. There was a lot going on but the post that took the prize that month was our ode to the Omar sandwich.

The Sausage Deli offers up a ton of delectable treats served between bread but the Omar is an entity all its own. It sounds pretty simple when you break it down: turkey, salami, Swiss cheese, onions, peppers, mustard and Italian dressing, but when you bite into it you know you are eating something special.

We love the Omar so much we took it to the fair, for a beer, to an Iron Maiden concert and then finally let the Homeskillet's own compound cat, Lil' Poundcake, get in on the action.

It was a grand day out with one of the grandest sandwiches Tucson has to offer and we are so happy that you guys liked the post as well.

Cheers!







MAY:

It is well known that we are food truck obsessed. Some of our best posts have been because of the efforts and cuisine from the various carts, trucks and trailers set up serving absolute deliciousness. 

In May we confessed to our inclination to Bam Bam's Korean / Mexican fusion. Oh dear lord, is their food fantastic. 

Owned and operated by Fernando Sanchez, a Tucson native that was raised in Mexico, he is able to meld together the tang, spice and elegance of two rather different regions only to fuse them into a savory journey that we still just can't get enough of. The tacos, the yakisoba noodle dishes the...everything, is just divine. We have yet to have a bad dish from him and his truck. 

Lately Bam Bam can be found by the Flycatcher on 4th most nights, so when you're in the vicinity and need some amazingness in your life, Fernando will clearly set you up. 

So good.




JUNE:

Our favorite go-to bar, Danny's, always gets a good supply of food trucks and we were lucky to feature a good amount of them for this site. But one truck that stood out for us was The Bronx Tale. 

Run by the gentle giant of a man, Michael Eure, Bronx Tale dishes out some "New York" style BBQ and the few items he does offer are simply exquisite. 

The ribs are saucy and fall apart at the bone, the pork sliders are tender and juicy but what we really fawn over is his catfish sliders. 

Not too sure if it is the seasoning, the crunchy yet creamy slaw or what but these things are addictive. His mac 'n cheese is rich and heavenly as is his strawberry cornbread which we can't decide if it's a dessert or a meal unto itself. Doesn't matter. 

So when you see the usually hidden red truck with the little sign that reads "BBQ", you need to pull over and get your face into that mess. And its a good mess. Its a New York saucy mess. 

And thanks for reading and sharing this post. It was almost as fun writing about him as it was eating his food. Yum.




JULY:

It was summertime and things were heating up, even though there wasn't a whole lot of new stuff to write about, food wise that was.

Luckily Tucson's own competitive eating champ Michelle "Cardboard Shell" Lesco hung out with us at Boca Tacos n Tequila and we chatted about what it takes to take down 40 hot dogs in 10 minutes, how one gets into the competitive eating circuit and how the heck does someone stay so skinny when they eat the Lindy's OMFG burger on a regular basis. 

Michelle was awesome, we became good friends and best of all she invited us to come along and try to accomplish some of the other food challenges around town. We still have yet to take her up on it but perhaps in the new year we will be brave enough to take down a 5 lbs burrito or hot wings that register just off of the "are you fxxking kidding me" scale in Scoville units. 

Don't give up on us Michelle. It's just that we need to train for those challenges just like you do before heading off to Coney Island for the Nathan's eating event. 

Does drinking beer and marathoning old VH1 elimination game shows like "Rock of Love" and "America's Most Smartest Model" count as 'training'? 

We hope so... 




AUGUST:

When we eat garbage food the general public seems to, um, eat it up. Every time we gather around to ingest sandwiches infused with flaming hot crap or seasonal shakes that taste like minty toothpaste, the few that click on this here blog go a little nuts. 

This time we ate potato chips that were flavored like tzatziki, szechuan chicken, tikki masala and Brazilian spit meat. All we can say is that, well...it didn't go so great. Not that we didn't have fun trying them, we sure did, but the flavor combos on those chips were like dusty, curdled waves of horror. But that's the nature of the food blogging biz. Sometimes you eat the deliciousness and then sometimes you eat the toilet that the delicious food eventually winds up in.  

Luckily for us we were able to hand off these bags of crispy swill to some rather intoxicated suckers, uh....customers down at the end of the bar and leave with a scant amount of dignity. 

Don't try this at home kids. Leave the garbage food eating to the pros...




SEPTEMBER:

And speaking of garbage food. Holy god forsaken crap for crap!

The friggin' Whopperito. 

Ugh. 

We ate two of these things. We are not proud of it. We went a little insane.

Can we move on from this one please?

Thanks.

Done. 

Next...




OCTOBER:

It's always sad to see one of your favorite places to grab a bite to eat totally eat it. 2016 was fraught with all sorts of closures and we tracked down a few and told you our feelings about them.

We were totally convinced that the Orenccio's fast casual concept on Campbell Ave would make it but it shut down like a week after opening with a cease and desist note on the front door. Yikes.

Tokyo Rice Bowl was awesome as was Cali Grill (sometimes) but the one we are totally fine with being gone was La Fuente because, man, we never had a good experience there.  Sorry, we know it was open for many years but the food will not be missed.

Hopefully 2017 will be a little more forgiving on some of our favorite eateries, unless its that place where we ate the "Best Burger and Burrito in Tucson" because that poo hut has got to go.

Just saying... 





NOVEMBER:

November kind of slowed down a bit because of the oncoming holidays, Metal Mark going full throttle with the Tucson Weekly and various other distractions. We did get a chance to review the new cookbooks from Marcus Samuelsson and Anthony Bourdain, which was cool, but the one post in November that garnered a ton of hits (aka, more than 23) was our votes on who should have gotten the Best Of in Tucson.

Not to knock his new gig but every year the Tucson Weekly puts out the "best of" which is totally voted by the reading public. A lot of the winners were fine but a big majority, especially in the food and eating department, we just had to speak up against and give our nods to. 

It just feels as if a majority of readers vote for the same ol' places because its what they know and its what they are comfortable with. Now that Tucson is a food destination and the first official "US city of gastronomy", the way we eat and how it is served up is changing...big time. 

So look back and see what you think. Thank you again for all of the shares and comments. 





DECEMBER:

To round out a most sumptuous year we hung out with our good pal Erik "Chili" Hulten and his hot dog cart the Sausage Fest. This guy not only runs our home away from home but he comes up with some enticing combos and fits it all on some squishy buns.

Squishy buns!

Anyway, so the next time you are at Danny's or various events about town you need to stop by the Sausage Fest and eat one of his creations that usually involve lots of bacon, IPA infused 'kraut, fried green tomatoes, his secret chili (hence the nickname) and most importantly Chili's house made pickles. So good and such a good guy.



Thanks again for making 2016 a fantastic, fun and food filled year. We are looking forward to another year of eating, drinking and writing all about it. 

You guys rule.

Cheers!



Camera, Typing and Looking Back
"Metal" Mark Whittaker
New Years Eve, 2016

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Saturday, December 3, 2016

Salvation Came In The Form Of A Food Stand



"The day after Thanksgiving and all you can think about is eating more food?"

Um...yes.

Duh.


Ordering up the Maico goodness


You see, Thanksgiving is full of American tradition, as far as the spread is concerned.

There's the the turkey, usually, the stuffing/dressing, cranberry sauce (typically in the cylindrical form of the can is spawned from, with ridges still in the gelatinous glop), some potatoes, some green bean casserole, some drinks, some vaguely racist comment from your weird uncle, more drinks, more debates on who won the election, even more drinks, the dog gets into the pecan pie, you loudly slur to your mom and ask her why she never loved you, quick run to the booze store for more alcohol, grandma wont stop farting and the football team you bet on to win just lost. But there's gravy!

This is America. This is what most of us do on the third Thursday in November. It's a very bizarre right of passage but we do it anyway. Why?

Yeah we don't know either.

But the next day when you wake up devastated from the holiday's overdose of gluttony and grandpa's strangely dirty jokes, you need a serious pick me up. We know we did.

So on the third Friday in November, we drove over to a little food shed on 22nd Street to regroup and above all, recoup.

And we were glad we did.


Sort of like nachos but...not really


Maico Mexican Food is a funky little stand on 22nd between Park and South Tyndall Avenue. We have been meaning to come here for quite some time and after the debacle of the goings on the day previous we really needed some cold beer and good food.

Not that mom's cooking is bad it's just, well...she didn't make tacos did she?


Just a touch of citrus to the ceviche tostada


It was a really warm day. No, scratch that....it was pretty hot. Like high 80s/low 90s hot. Unseasonably toasty for being late November. You even tried to convince your conspiracy theory cousin of yours that global warming is in full effect and all they did was shrug it off and blame the current president. Whatever. It was time to order up and set our post Thanksgiving blues on the stoop and forget about it all for a while.

At that time, Maico was our only friend.


Why wasn't this mentioned on Food Wars?


At Maico you order at the window then take a seat in their picnic-esque area to the side. It's all outdoor seating, which is great, but we were burned out and the sun was really beating on us. Luckily we found a fairly shady spot and took solace in its brief shelter and ice cold sodas from Mexico.

No beer here, that was a bit of a let down, but the fizz and caffeine from the caramel colored drink did perk us up a bit. Something about cola from across the border; it has a different taste to it, less sweet, more depth. Not too sure. We just prefer the bottled sodas from Mexico.

And here is a secret: They are not listed on the menu. But if you ask they will provide.

Beer will have to wait till later.

And we desperately wanted one. Or two. 


The Arizona burrito in all of its glory


We started off with just some chips and salsa. They were good. Not too sure if the chips are homemade but the salsa they have on the tables in red plastic ketchup squeezers was tangy and full of flavor. They come almost "nacho style", topped with cheese and a house pico de gallo, which helped get the stomach ball rolling as we knew some welcomed food sanctuary was about to be delivered.

The smiling and loud laughing guy that took our orders was also the one bringing the goods. As he plopped down our rather ambitious order all he could do was chuckle and say:

"All this stuff for just you three? I love it!"

You know what? We love him now.


The cabeza taco, so cheeky


At a place like Maico, if they offer a Sonoran hot dog, you get a Sonoran hot dog.

Kind of confused as to why theirs isn't in the competitive ring along with BK and El Guero Canelo, this sloppy meat log was divine. A good soft bun, the dog was cooked perfect and wrapped in thick bacon, with a smooth slather of various sauces, their version of that Tucson OG is right up there with some of the greats. Highly recommended.

The Arizona burrito was chock full of beef and potatoes and even after eating three different styles of potato at yesterday's dinner we were stoked to be trying Maico's version. Tender, full of vibrant life and heavy in the hand, their burritos made us forget that we were craving beer and made us food drunk instead.

All of the proteins, the chicken, pork and carne asada, were all cooked wonderfully and were seasoned correctly. Even if you have a not so decent cut of meat, it is always important to finesse what you got with skill and care. The guys at Maico did just that.

We also got their ceviche tostada, a specialty of the house apparently. Awesome. So bright and full of personality, the seafood was as un-fishy as you can get then finished with ripe avocados, we can see now why the dude at the window recommended it.

Thank you dude at the window.

We love you even more now.


The California burrito almost took us out...almost

Like most successful Mexican food stands Maico started out as a cart. Through time, test and tribulation, they finally got themselves a proper place right across the street from some tactical weapons outlet. So as you watch beefy dudes getting ready to pop off some rounds, you can chow down on some beefy tacos and burritos and leave the macho posturing to the guys not eating amazing food.

Maico is awesome and we will definitely be back for more. We highly suggest you try one of each because everything that we got was delicious and made us forget about the savage ravage aunt Myrtle gave to that turkey leg. It was quite violent and oddly erotic.

Thank you Maico Mexican Food! You now have the Tucson Homeskillet's badge of approval.

Wait...do we have such a badge? We don't. Oh...nevermind.

Then we're just going to have to give you a sincere Metal horns salute. That's about the same...right?

Cheers!


The lil' cart where it all began



Camera, Typing and Eating
"Metal" Mark Whittaker
The Last Friday in November, 2016

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Friday, January 15, 2016

The Stars Looks Very Different Today and I Don't Want To Live Forever!




(You know, as I type this we all just found out that actor Alan Rickman has died as well. This is not a good year, thus far, for male Brits over 60. Perhaps in a future Homeskillet we can do something about Rickman but, for now, this is all about Bowie and Lemmy...)


On my birthday, December 28th, just as we sat down with friends at the local pub to enjoy a toast and drink to me being on Earth for 45 years, my wife looked up from her phone and sadly proclaimed "Lemmy just died."

Not a great way to start off my birthday if you ask me. I mean, we all knew he was getting up in age and wasn't in the greatest of health, but for some reason we of the Metal community always thought that man would live forever, even though in his band's most infamous song "Ace of Spades" he liked to proclaim otherwise.

This was quite the bummer to end 2015. A relative good year compared to 2014 where we lost my dad, my dad's husband, She-Ra's grandmother, we had to put our dog down then our cat was eaten by a coyote. Yeah. 2014 sucked.

But I took Lemmy's passing on my birthday as a sort of sign. Me being Metal Mark and all and Lemmy and Motorhead being huge influences in the rock and Metal arenas, perhaps this icon suddenly becoming all too mortal made me realize that I too only have a short way in this life and to get going on all those projects and supposed goals. This website being a big part of that. So I went into 2016 with a new focus and breath knowing only good things could come my way if I persevered and tried just a little bit harder.

Then, boom. David Bowie died a few weeks later.

I mean...what? Again, we all knew he had put himself in relative exile from the public due to health concerns but...David Bowie? No. The Space Oddity couldn't leave us anytime soon, or ever really. But, again, there it was: the mortal spin of the clock. Even Ziggy wasn't immortal enough to avoid the rot of cancer and for that, the sun seems a little less bright without him in our world.

Now, I had in mind another piece for the Tucson Homeskillet but after two of my lifelong musical heroes passed within just a few short weeks of one another, I knew I had to do something special.

What follows is a food and drink celebration of both David Jones (later to become Bowie as to not be confused with a certain Monkee) and Ian Frasier Kilmister, aka Lemmy of the powerhouse Metal band Motorhead (and, yes, Hawkwind, but, c'mon...).

We will miss both of you very much and cannot express our gratitude for all you've done for the planet.

Now...let's get cooking!

BOWIE
A rare shot of the Thin White Duke eating

David Bowie was a slight man. Tall, with heterochromia eyes and rather skinny. So to think this guy would actually have a favorite dish, let alone one that is rooted deep in his British heritage, seems rather daunting. But he does and it's one that is a staple comfort food for most Brits when the usual sleet continues to flurry down in its drab wet unwelcome shiver.

Bowie loved Shepherd's Pie.

It took some digging but I found that the slender king did love him some mashed potato topped meat and peas. Most likely a taste from home seeing as he traveled a lot and was, in one way or another, on the move. Eating exotic food all the time or just craft service during a show or shoot, I can totally see Bowie craving something simple and glorious from his home country, a dish made to keep the frozen shepherds going on long days or a hot delight coming home after that said day on the Moors.

Here is a recipe you can make to honor the Diamond Dog:


Bowie's Favorite: Traditional English Shepherd's Pie


For the potatoes:
1 1/2 pounds russet potatoes
1/4 cup half-and-half
2 ounces unsalted butter
3/4 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1 egg yolk 

For the meat filling:
2 tablespoons canola oil
1 cup chopped onion
2 carrots, peeled and diced small
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 1/2 pounds ground lamb
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons tomato paste
1 cup chicken broth
1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
2 teaspoons freshly chopped rosemary leaves
1 teaspoon freshly chopped thyme leaves
1/2 cup fresh or frozen corn kernels
1/2 cup fresh or frozen English peas


Peel the potatoes and cut into 1/2-inch dice. Place in a medium saucepan and cover with cold water. Set over high heat, cover and bring to a boil. Once boiling, uncover, decrease the heat to maintain a simmer and cook until tender and easily crushed with tongs, approximately 10 to 15 minutes. Place the half-and-half and butter into a microwave-safe container and heat in the microwave until warmed through, about 35 seconds. Drain the potatoes in a colander and then return to the saucepan. Mash the potatoes and then add the half and half, butter, salt and pepper and continue to mash until smooth. Stir in the yolk until well combined.

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.

While the potatoes are cooking, prepare the filling. Place the canola oil into a 12-inch saute pan and set over medium high heat. Once the oil shimmers, add the onion and carrots and saute just until they begin to take on color, approximately 3 to 4 minutes. Add the garlic and stir to combine. Add the lamb, salt and pepper and cook until browned and cooked through, approximately 3 minutes. Sprinkle the meat with the flour and toss to coat, continuing to cook for another minute. Add the tomato paste, chicken broth, Worcestershire, rosemary, thyme, and stir to combine. Bring to a boil, reduce the heat to low, cover and simmer slowly 10 to 12 minutes or until the sauce is thickened slightly.

Add the corn and peas to the lamb mixture and spread evenly into an 11 by 7-inch glass baking dish. Top with the mashed potatoes, starting around the edges to create a seal to prevent the mixture from bubbling up and smooth with a rubber spatula. Place on a parchment lined half sheet pan on the middle rack of the oven and bake for 25 minutes or just until the potatoes begin to brown. Remove to a cooling rack for at least 15 minutes before serving.


David and Iman
As you know, Bowie was married to model Iman since 1992. Her being Somali, her ethnic beauty was a welcome shock to the fashion industry and I'm sure she introduced David to some traditional foods and dishes from her home country in Africa.

David Bowie was born in Brixton, a suburb of London, which has an amazing public market where folks from all over come to shop for hard to find items and spices. The Brixton Market is known for its largely Caribbean influence, along with, yes, a big African constituency.



Brixton Market, alive with African and Caribbean flavors and colors

So, why not combine the two and see what we can come up with? With a love for Shepherd's Pie, I'm sure Bowie loved him some Afro-Caribbean influenced curried meat and rice. I mean, who wouldn't? Iman on one side and his hometown market in another, I found a dish that transcends both cultures and brings the similarities of them together.

Loved on both seas, curried goat and rice is a great way to get a taste of his home city and the country of his glamorous widow.

Check it out:


Afro-Caribbean Curried Goat with Rice


3 lbs Goat meat, chopped in cubes
2 tsp Salt
1 tsp Black pepper
5-6 Tbsp Curry powder
1 large Onion, sliced
4-6 cloves Garlic, minced
1 Scotch bonnet pepper, slice and discard seeds (handle with care)
4 Tbsp Cooking oil
4 cups boiling Water
1 large spring Thyme
1 medium Onion, chopped
3 medium Potatoes, each cut in 3 pieces
1 Tbsp Tomato ketchup

Season Meat
Mix together goat meat, salt, black pepper, 4 Tbsp curry powder, 1 large onion sliced, garlic, Scotch bonnet pepper. Please in the fridge overnight (or at least 5 hours) to marinate.

Remove the sliced onions and scotch bonnet pepper from the bowl of marinated goat meat and set aside.

Heat cooking oil in large saucepan on High. Place goat meat in pan and brown to seal in juices.

Once the meat is browned add thyme and 2 cups of boiling water; cover, lower heat to Medium-Low and simmer for about 1 hour.
Chop 1 medium onion and add to pot along with the sliced onion and Scotch bonnet pepper that was set aside earlier.
Add 2 cups of boiling water and bring to a boil.

Taste and remove Scotch bonnet pepper based on your taste; add more curry powder to taste.

Add potatoes and tomato ketchup; simmer on low heat for 1/2 hour, or until the meat is falling off the bone.



Bartender Bowie
To cap off a culinary trip down the Bowie skyway, I found a drink that was named after the multi talented androgynous cynosure.

Simply called "The David Bowie", New Deal Distillery in Portland, Oregon concocted a rather sweet and stalwart cocktail to honor the man behind Aladdin Sane. I, personally, haven't tried it yet, but if you out there reading this give it a go, let me know what you thought.

I'm sure after a couple of these you'll start to throw glitter in the air, wear tight pants and start warbling "Dance magic dance!"

Here's how to do it:


2 1/2 oz New Deal Mud Puddle chocolate liquor

1/2 oz bourbon (choose a sweeter bourbon like Four Roses)

Orange wedge, for garnish

Serve in a high ball glass.


The David Bowie


LEMMY
The man, the myth, the moles

“My ethic is: ‘Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die.’ You can be as careful as you want, but you’re going to die anyway, so why not have fun?” 

Lemmy was a man that lived by his own premise. He did what he wanted, played the music he wanted to play and, most importantly, ate and drank what he wanted.

We all know he was joined at the hip/mouth with his always present Jack and Coke but the guy did like to eat now and then. Except vegetables. He hated vegetables. Except mushy peas.

And potatoes.

Like all good hard living Brits, Lemmy loved him some properly fried "chips", or what we call here in the States, fries.

In a recent documentary, Lemmy takes a break from playing a World War 2 video game to make himself some good old fashioned pub style chips. Carbs are always the perfect antidote to too many whiskey and cola drinks. So if you wanna eat like Lemmy, you need to know how to cook like Lemmy.

Here is a traditional fried chip recipe courtesy of a chef at a prominent chip shop in the UK.

Lemmy's Favorite Snack: Fried British Chips

200g/half pound Maris Piper potatoes (or Burbank russet) per person.
Dripping or other animal fat, to cook (enough to half-fill your pan when melted)

You'll need a cooking thermometer, or electric deep fat fryer for this recipe.


Peel your potatoes and cut into chips – approximately 1cm for thick-cut chips, half that for thinner ones. Rinse well under cold water, then drain.
Put the chips into a pan of cold, salted water, and bring to the boil. Turn down the heat, and simmer until just soft to the point of a knife.

Drain, pat dry and allow to cool, then put in the fridge until cold.

Heat your fat to 120C/250 degrees, and add the chips. Don't overcrowd the pan. Blanch for about five minutes until cooked through but not colored.

Remove, drain, pat dry, and refrigerate.

When you're ready to eat, heat the fat to 160C/320 degrees and add the chips. Cook until crisp and golden, then remove, drain, season and serve immediately.




Lemmy outside of his favorite LA hangout, the Rainbow bar & Grill

When Lemmy moved to Los Angeles he set up his man hovel near the infamous Sunset Strip go-to palace of historical rock star decadence, the Rainbow Bar & Grill. I, actually, have been here and, yeah...I don't know. It's more of a tourist attraction than some dark bar for aging rock stars to sit in relative silence and drink a good honest drink. In fact, I always thought the Rainbow was kind of horse crap. They serve up "Italian" fare and, believe me, the food ain't cheap. I mean, nearly $20 for a plate of pasta. Ugh. Sure they claim the noodles are handmade in Italy and imported fresh daily, but still.

Here's the thing: Lemmy liked to eat his food cold. Don't ask me why and it's a bit too late to ask the gruff rocker himself. Apparently he couldn't afford room service for so long that he wound up eating food left out for days on end in hotel hallways and developed a taste for rather un-fresh fare. Whatever. I don't know. Honestly, I don't care. Lemmy was too influential and individualistic to read too deeply into this quirky palate note.

So what I did here was find a copycat recipe from the Rainbow Bar & Grill of their spaghetti and meat sauce (minus the onions because Lemmy hated onions, which is rough because it's normally an essential element to the dish) with the suggestion that, I guess, stock it in the fridge for a while till the steam wears off and you're left with a plate of squishy meat soaked noodles.

It's what he would want you to eat to remember him by.

I guess.

Anyway...enjoy?


Rainbow Bar & Grill's Famous Spaghetti with Meat Sauce


      1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil, divided
      1 1/2 lbs lean ground beef (85% or 90%)
      1 medium carrot, finely grated (about 1/2 cup)
      4 cloves garlic, finely minced
      2 (28 oz) cans crushed Roma tomatoes
      1/4 cup chopped fresh basil
      2 Tbsp chopped fresh parsley
      1 tsp dried rosemary, crushed
      3/4 tsp dried thyme
      1/2 tsp dried oregano
      1/2 tsp dried marjoram
      1/2 tsp dried sage
      2 bay leaves
      1/2 tsp salt, or to taste
      1/4 tsp freshly ground black pepper
      1/2 - 1 cup chicken or beef broth, to thin sauce if desired

In a large non-stick sauce pot, heat 1 Tbsp olive oil over medium high heat. Crumble ground beef into pot (approximately 1 inch pieces). Brown beef, stirring occasionally (I was always taught to stir constantly but this makes your beef gray, let it brown on bottom and only stir occasionally) and breaking up beef as you stir, until cooked through. Drain ground beef, reserving 1 Tbsp fat in pot. Place browned beef in a food processor and pulse until finely ground, about 10 - 15 seconds, set aside. Saute carrot and onion in reserved fat over medium high heat until golden, about 4 minutes, adding in garlic during the last minute of sauteing. Remove from heat (this will reduce splattering) and stir in 2 cans crushed Roma tomatoes, remaining 3 Tbsp extra virgin olive oil, basil, parsley, rosemary, thyme, oregano, marjoram, sage, bay leaves, salt, pepper and browned beef. Return pot to low heat and simmer uncovered, 5 - 8 hours (yes minimum of 5 hours), stirring occasionally. Add broth to sauce to thin sauce if desired (at about 4 hours sauce will be pretty thick so if you want it any thinner just add broth to desired consistency. Also, once it reaches the thickness you want you can cover it with a lid to reduce further condensation). Remove bay leaves and serve sauce warm over pasta garnished with grated cheeses and additional chopped fresh parsley or basil if desired.

Serve cold!


Lemmy enjoying his signature drink

Finally, Lemmy is known for his love of whiskey spiked cola, better known as a Jack and Coke. The man was so infamous for this that Jack Daniels whiskey actually renamed a limited edition single barrel whiskey after his band. Food and Beverage magazine has decided that a Jack and Coke be forever known as, that's right, The Lemmy.

We of the Metal contingency (and me personally) totally and utterly approve of this.

So to wind up this ode to our fallen rock god heroes, I now give you the ultimate recipe for the ultimate drink for the ultimate man behind the most ultimate music.

Please enjoy responsibly. Or not. Screw it. Lemmy did what he wanted and you should too.

Do what you want. Just don't be an idiot about it.

Cheers!

2 Parts Jack Daniels Whiskey
2 Parts Coke

Which is now officially known as:





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