for August, 2011
Whenever I go to Mexico, I have a habit of eating chilaquiles every day for breakfast. They’re on every menu, whether you’re in Mexico City or the Mexican Riviera. I just can’t pass them up.
The best part about it is that they’re always different—sometimes they’re green, sometimes red, super saucy or on the drier side. Chips can be used, or maybe you even get broken up tostadas. Eggs scrambled or fried, maybe with some chicken mixed in or chorizo even, if you’re lucky.
Ah, chilaquiles…let me count the ways.
If you read this blog, then you know that working in Santa Monica causes me to cling to the eastside of town on the weekends. Only very special cases can lure me onto the freeway come Saturday, and this would qualify as such.
Christine, one of my best friends and also the talented artist behind the design of this site (you can see her portfolio here) was having a birthday. She was only allowing the most low-key of celebrations, so a trip to one of her favorite lunch spots, Artisan Cheese Gallery, was in order.
This was my first ever visit to the Studio City cheese/sandwich shop, and I was pretty dazzled. Namely because they have everything I dream of for lunch: salads and sandwiches with imagination, make-your-own cheese plates, a nice selection of wine, fancy sodas and house-made soup. What more can you ask for?
If you remember, a while back I encouraged you all to attend the Soda Pop Tasting at Galco’s to support the Friends of the Southwest Museum. At the event, which was attended by about 600 people and super fun, Galco’s owner John Nese unveiled White Rose, a new cream soda bottled especially for the Highland Park “Soda Pop Stop.”
White Rose is a limited edition release (2,500) and the first to come in the “Highland Park’s Own” line, which plans to release it’s next flavor in 2012. Clad in a re-created vintage label, the cream soda pays homage to the history of Highland Park—The White Rose Springs Water Company and White Rose Soda were bottled on Figueroa Street until the late 1960s.
I’m what you might call “whole grain obsessed.” It’s not that I don’t eat white bread—put a baguette in front of me or a some sourdough, and I’ll eat more than my fair share, but for the most part, I like my grains unrefined. And while I started my whole grain habit for the health benefits, over the years, I’ve just come to plain old prefer their hearty texture and substance. For instance, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on a piece of well-made whole wheat bread is beyond satisfying taste-wise, and it keeps you full for eons.
This preference has even overcome my feelings about pancakes. Lately, a plain old buttermilk pancake just doesn’t have give me the same thrill as a whole grain one, but sadly they’re hard to come by. Which is why I became unreasonably excited when I realized that Local has not one, but three varieties of whole wheat pancakes—regular, banana walnut and apple pecan. Hello, new brunch obsession!