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Notes from the Weekend: March 18
This week Team Meal Ticket travels to exotic locales like NYC, AC and UC in search of burgers, pizza, shakes and Jameson. Go team!
Notes from the Weekend: March 18
Notes from the Weekend is a feature that sees the members of Team Meal Ticket compiling all the food/drink highlights uncovered during prime eatin' time, Friday to Sunday. We'd love to hear all about YOUR weekend eating adventures in the comments. Go for it! (View past NFTW installments at citypaper.net/notes.)
Adam Erace: AE
Caroline Russock: CR
Zoe Kirsch: ZK
Looking for an easy way to work more vegetables into your life? Roast them till they're crispy and caramelized and top them with crumbled blue cheese, a la these carrots C put together for dinner Friday night. The blackened orange batons attend a grilled pork loin I stuffed with Tom Culton's garlic, which I slow-roasted and mashed into a paste, and more blue cheese. Hoping the extra veggies will offset that double-dose of fat.—AE
After a much needed Friday of doing not a damned thing (a preemptive move against a case of extreme food- and drink-related exhaustion) I grabbed one of American Sardine Bar's new sandwiches from Ultimo (dill potato salad with pickled green tomatoes, A+) and boarded a train to Atlantic City. I make my way down Atlantic Avenue, checked my bags at retro-party palace The Chelsea, had a quick Manhattan and cabbed it over to Revel. Friends from New York were just in time for a 10 p.m. res at Village Whiskey were glasses of celebratory rosato cava and a spread of pickles (cherry tomatoes and curry-truffle cauliflower) and snacks (fried shrimp, duck fat fries and cheese puffs) laid down a solid foundation for a night AC wildness that didn't end until, well, let's just say late.—CR
Started the weekend with a trip to Hummus Grill. Normally I succumb to the power of their killer lamb sandwich, but I was hankering after some vegetable action (disconcerting, but must have something to do with my recent stay at a vegan meditation center). The build-your-own salad plate hit the spot, and I munched on a colorful spread of beets, carrots, baba ganoush, and fried eggplant. A triangle of baklava ended the meal on a sweet note. Several hours later, I was mashing charred marshmallow between graham crackers at a backyard bonfire. My s’more was possibly carcinogenic but worth every bite.—ZK
I spent Saturday in New York for a pal's bachelor party. This involved drinking at a number of establishments between the hours of 11 a.m. and 1 a.m. (about the time I slipped back to the hotel, the slick Gansevoort, and crashed). There was food, too, like a surprisingly good chicken tikka wrap playing to the Indian crowd at boozy brunch spot Pranna and deliciously greasy sliders at Bill's Bar & Burger. And Jameson, which counts as food according Andrew, native Dubliner and bartender at the Churchill Tavern.—AE
Late Saturday brunch was in The Chelsea's Mid-Century diner Teplitsky's where eggs benedict and a few mimosas sent me straight back up stairs to my room for a pretty serious nap. Being that it was hardly beach weather I didn't feel too bad about spending most of Saturday enjoying the thread-count.
Large group dining on a Saturday night is something that generally sends me into panic mode but I had a feeling that Tony's Baltimore Grill could accommodate. This wood paneled tavern-dining room looks like it's frozen in time with a menu that advertises celery and olive salad and appetizers plates of pepperoni and crackers. The beers are dirt cheap, the service is Atlantic City amazing (lots of great stories from veteran waitresses) and the pizza is perfect, bar-style and even better topped with pepperoni and cherry peppers. After dinner there was a pit stop at Tropicana for slots and roulette before getting a limo (!!!) to Borgata for more cocktails and a few winning spins on the old Wheel of Fortune slots.—CR
On Saturday night, my housemate and I fueled up at bustling neighborhood godsend Bobby’s Burger Palace. We split a vanilla caramel bourbon spiked milkshake (drinkable ice cream with a fiery kick and gooey caramel floating throughout) and sweet potato fries (so concurrently salty and sweet, crispy and tender, that they barely needed ketchup). Next I went to town on three quarters of a Dallas Burger, a medium rare, spice-encrusted creation buried under coleslaw, Monterey Jack, pickles, and BBQ sauce. What was left made a filling snack at midnight.—ZK
Bleary breakfast again at Teplitsky's (over easy eggs, hash browns, everything bagel and a few mimosas) before cutting the weekend a little short and taking the NJT train back to 30th Street. Dinner on Sunday was homemade kimchi jjigae followed by the earliest bed time in recent memory (9 o'clock, who am I?)—CR
Sunday I got all real-college-kid and hunkered down in the library, only emerging at sundown to get dinner at the cafeteria. My questionable craving for veggies hadn’t subsided, so I loaded up on bunches of beans and beet salad steeped in vinaigrette. Chocolate fudge ice cream made a satisfying, if weather-inappropriate, dessert.—ZK
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