clam linguine has got to be one of the easiest and equally satisfying dishes i have made. and the variants are endless. this dish is legit when you want to look like a champ. rings of summer
this is my favorite way to bust this out:
– enough clams to feed your peeps (1lb per person?)
– enough linguine to feed your posse
– 3 strips of bacon chopped
– 3 cloves garlic or 1 shallot
– 4 T salted butter
– 1/2 c white wine you’d want to chug (or you know drink casually) later
– 2 T lemon juice
– 3 T parsley
1. start the water boiling and cook pasta till al dente, or even a little less. wash clams and let them sit in a bowl of water with some corn starch. we don’t need no stinkin sand.
2. throw the chopped bacon in a pan with high sides and a cover. render fat out of the bacon and fish out with a slotted spoon or a fork or your fingers…..
3. toss in the butter, shallots or garlic, soften.
4. deglaze with wine and lemon juice. add in all clams. cover.
5. after a few minutes the clams will start to open. fish out the ones that are open with that slotted spoon and put aside in a bowl. chuck the clams that don’t open. they didn’t want to join the party and you don’t want them to either.
6. add the cooked pasta to your pan and toss until fully coated. make sure not to forget to add the liquid that has accumulated with the clams that are in that other bowl. tong some pasta, twirl on a plate add some some clams, bacon, and parsley. TAH DAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
7. look like a baller.
in need of a vacation? try a staycation…..at the Shorebreak in huntington beach. we only stayed for a night, but i definitely felt like we spent the time well.
we cruised over after work on friday and bee-lined straight for the bar for a little happy hour. they had some food and drink deals that were oh so good. we had planned just to have a few drinks and then head back to the room for room service on our little deck. but, i’m definitely not mad that we didn’t stick to the plan. we had calamari, soft pretzels, blow-your-mind mac and cheese, and cheeseburger sliders. (i hear the pork chop is definitely something to try) i slammed a martini and rolled myself back to our hotel room.
we watched a few movies (expensive….) and decided we needed to pull it together and hit main street for a while, i mean, we came ALL the way to huntington……we met up with Martha at a bar just across the street, had a beer, listened to some Sublime covers, and then called it quits. turns out when we got back to the hotel….we were hungry…..room service was no longer in service so we called local joint, Midnight Muncheez for a sandwich and too many bags of chips. with lettuce scattered about the place we hunkered down for another movie and boozing, passed out and woke up ready to finally indulge in some room service. we took down french toast, two eggs with potatoes and bacon, and a duck quesadilla – not without a refreshing bloody mary or two. bottom line – staycations are where it’s at.
need a quick, fresh lunch? call your order in to East Borough and pick it up at the sidewalk, they deliver it to your car window.
get the spring rolls or the pork vermicelli. and top it off with honey lime jasmine tea. the chicken curry might just be something to write home about too…..
to be honest, i don’t really know where to start with this one. i have a long history with Cassidy’s. much of it good, some embarrassing, mostly blurry. i’ve met many a character there, and probably been one of them, but none of them as truly breathtaking as their cheeseburger.
many would probably think twice before ordering food in this establishment, but they would be WRONG in doing so. man, that burger. it helps make up for the changes Cassidy’s has seen in the past few years (logo-ed pool tables, photo booth, dub step). the burger is still the same: bun, mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, onion, the juiciest burger you have ever laid eyes on, a layer of REAL cheese, and bun. you can elect for some extra fixins – bacon, avocado even. but, the one thing that really puts it all over the edge: The Pepper Plant hot sauce. you MUST apply generously. it drips down your wrists as you lean against the bar, then wash it all down with beer in a heavy chipped mug. and you’re satisfied. and don’t even think of asking for fries – they don’t have any.
so, just overlook the shadiness, stickiness, saltiness, weirdness, dustiness. eat the burger and have a beer.
if i was just a tourist in this town, i probably wouldn’t stop at this sushi restaurant. but, i would truly be missing out. inside, it’s nice and clean. always smells of fresh sweet fish and soy.
i have been to San Shi Go several times and have NEVER been disappointed. we snuck in late on valentine’s day a few years back. this place was packed and they squeezed us in at the far end of the sushi bar where orders were flying by our face, water was being spilled, etc etc. they felt so bad they kept bringing us free appetizers and then sushi and then ice cream. the service is really great there, hard to say about a lot of places these days. they take the time to make sure the customer is taken care of.
and this particular evening was no different. they were bumping NOW! 6. how can you go wrong there? it really help set the stage for the compilation of sushi that was about to hit our palates. we went through our favorites: salmon lemon roll, some jalapeno yellow tail roll thing, some stuff with roe, toro, a crunchy roll for good measure, ahi of course, a few of the chef’s choice (always a good idea). but then, something caught my eye. Amebi. in the US eating raw shrimp, at least from my experience, is not so popular. but, damn it’s good. i ordered it, and was exceedingly excited to taste the delicate sweet shrimpy-ness. not only did i get to experience the tasty flesh, we got to watch the poor little shrimp head flinch in front of us after the back end was chopped off for us to savor raw. seems so gruesome now, but after they fried the head, we ate it. and it was good.
bottom line: go to San Shi Go, even though it looks a little janky on this dirty corner in Newport Beach. sit at the sushi bar. indulge in omakase – chef’s choice or “I’ll leave it to you” – my favorite way of eating, really, anything. enjoy.
this is one beast of a burrito. not for the weak at heart…or stomach. at the humble BBQ Two20 you can get your burrito filled several different ways: brisket, pulled pork, pulled chicken. you can decide what level of heat you’d like: 1 – 5. you can even pick a side: baked beans, mac and cheese (blows your mind), cole slaw, potato salad. once you make all of these painstaking decisions you then have to sit down and gather yourself for the battle that is about to begin. you vs. burrito. this does conjure up images of the travel channel’s painful man vs. food, but this meal usually comes without cheering bystanders – though if that’s something you would like, the employees might just abide.
so back to this behemoth of a burrito. it arrives at your table steaming with a side of chips and bbq sauce and a delicate garnish of cilantro. you look that burrito in the eye and take a moment. you both understand what’s about to go down. will it be your win or the burrito’s this time?
well meaning, good natured, hard working folks go head to head with this monster and fail. i’ve seen it a thousand times. and if the size of this burrito doesn’t get you, the heat will. they aren’t joking around. their hot sauce is, well, HOT.
but besides all that…..the meat is good. the burrito is good. the sides are good. the heat is good. but, i think i’ll stick to redneck taco tuesdays when the serving sizes are just a tad more manageable.
well hello there Miguel’s Jr. that so swiftly popped up on Newport Blvd. i just wanted to thank you for replacing that REALLY scary taco bell that once stood on your footprint. thank you, thank you for reminding me a little of Santana’s (es muy bueno). yes, Santana’s….not MXN. thank you for having a relatively easy menu to follow without “COOL RANCH TACOS” and “CRUNCH WRAP SUPREMES” – actually, i’m kind of sad about the lack of crunch wrap supremes – those were so very delicious. my bean and cheese burrito hit the spot. the chips, eh. the salsa, can’t really compare to Santana’s red and Great Mex‘s green. hot carrots, meh. but overall, i’m so happy you’re there where i need you. and a drive thru, no less. thanks miguel’s jr. thanks.