Notes from the Weekend is a Monday feature that sees the members of Team Meal Ticket compiling all the food/drink highlights uncovered during prime eatin' time, Friday to Sunday. Consider this a place for good deals, great dishes, wicked cocktails, recipe triumphs (and tragedies), bizarro conversations and more. We're eager to share our notes, but especially excited to read yours. We encourage you to leave notes from YOUR weekend in the comments. Have at it! (View past NFTW installments at citypaper.net/notes.)
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| Photo | Drew Lazor |
Friday: Met food scribe/
Green Aisle Grocery guy
Adam Erace at the
P.O.P.E. (1501 E. Passyunk Ave.) with every intention of downing a few pints to kick off
Philly Beer Week, only to find that their draft system was down due to an overheated compressor. Cruel, malicious fate screwing with all us alcoholics! Luckily they got her going again like 30 minutes later. Drank a couple
Yards bottles and a gigantic Maker's rocks in the meantime.
Introduced to potato pizza (above) from
La Rosa (Broad and Snyder) by two friends. Initially skeptical carb stacked on carb? should we go running after? but was quickly won over after embracing the white pie's crispy-thin slices of tater, dusted with herbs and a bit of olive oil. It's awesome sauceless wonder.
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| Photo | Drew Lazor |
Saturday, day: Hauled out a bunch of Israeli soul food from
La Va (2100 South St.) hummus, schnitzel, shakshuka, even Yemenite jachnoon (at right), a twist-up of slooooowww-baked dough that's sweeter than it seems. Check out CP's food section this Thursday for a fuller take.
The Ranstead Room, behind
El Rey (2013 Chestnut St.), boasts more naked booby pix than your 13-year-old cousin's browser history. They also offer good drinks, like the bittersweet Boulevardier (bourbon, Campari, sweet vermouth), and better guest protocol if you're a solitary lady who wishes to step outside for a cigarette or a phone call, Ranstead's doorman will join you to make sure no lowlifes surface from the alley shadows to get on your case. A very nice, very safe touch.
Later-later Saturday night, dropped by
The Sidecar (2201 Christian St.) to peruse an all-
Ommegang draft list the Cooperstown brewery's addictive
Tripel Perfection bopped us on the head a lil'.
When you're in a late-night beer pinch west of Broad, is there any better, quicker destination than the
little bodega on the corner of 17th and Ellsworth? In and out in no time, and they even got that
Boone's Farm if you're really, really drunk and you want to sip on something neon because it's funny.
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| Photo | Drew Lazor |
On hot-and-damn-humid Sunday:
Smoke 'Em If Yous Got 'Em at
Yards (901 N. Delaware Ave.), featuring dozens upon dozens of smoked beers, pro 'cue from
Percy Street and
Tommy Gunn's and an amateur cook-off, as well. Served as one of four judges for the latter competition, and landed on an amazing smoked country ham (served on a fresh biscuit, with red eye gravy ladled over) as top dog.
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| Photo | Drew Lazor |
Sunday night: All that meat called for some vegetables, maybe one or two. Hit up
Dmitri's (2227 Pine St.) for shrimp pil pil (at right), sautéed mussels (theirs are good;
Mémé's are great) and some grilled-off green stuff with hunks of salty feta. Finished off with some creme caramel, aka flan aka eat this right now because it's among our favorite sweet endings.