curry

curry is kind of an interesting thing.  It is specifically nothing.  If I said, ‘we made curry’ that would be something different to every person.  As far as I can say, curry generally speaking is heavily spiced, hopefully heavily flavored and filled with interesting bits and pieces.
Z was in San Francisco for a conference recently and in their daily walk between hotel and conference center passed an Indian restauarant.  The scent was enticing enough that they stopped there for dinner one night.  Z had a butter chicken that was so spectacular he was driven to try to recreate it at home.  So, he tried a random butter chicken off the internet recipe.  We had to turn up cardamom pods and garam masala.  It is vaguely a stewed chicken with butter and some tomato passata with a pile of spices.  For reasons we don’t understand it didn’t turn out to be a particularly flavorful recipe.  Too much tomato and no warm heat.  It was filling served on jasmine rice but not exciting.  We will try again.

paletas are the new cupcakes

 

a bad photo for a yummy treat

when I heard that macaron’s were the new cupcakes I couldn’t imagine how it could be so.  They are ultra pricey and such a fleeting wisp of a bite.  They are highly flavorful but don’t leave me with the satisfaction of a cupcake.  Maybe I am selling them short but I haven’t been convinced.   One thing I have seen over and over in blogs and magazines this summer is the paleta.  A paleta is the Mexican ice pop made with fresh fruit.  The idea has been further expanded to the most unbelievable flavors that are all over the place.  We stopped into a great little place called Spuntino for dessert.  They have the most luscious gelatos and a reach in filled with a dazzling array of paletas.  I had a great Vietnamese iced coffee and Z had black pepper honeydew.  Mine was incredibly refreshing and cool on a hot night.  The honeydew was really interesting and weighty in flavor with a hit of pepper left on your tongue.  If you see a food truck or street vendor selling a paleta-pick one up and be prepared for a cold pop of flavor.

puddinpants gets married

actually his name is Dave.  If I remember right his nickname is pirate in origin.  He was the reason we picked the week we did to go to Denver for vacation.  He grew up with Z.  You know, family vacations, playing with Lego, making forts. . .  Z still has a little rocket ship lego guy thing that Dave made in our Lego closet.
We got a call a few months ago, …’Hey Z, will you be in my wedding?’  Crazy times.  So, here we go to Denver, outfits pulled together and matchy down to the requested white belt for Z*.  We hadn’t met Lisa but figured Dave had it together.  We went out for dinner with Dave to get all the low down and do some catching up at Kona Grill.  You know when you haven’t seen someone in the longest time but it feels like an immediate catch up?  It was that kind of time.  We talked about everything we could think of as we ate one of those dinner’s that just hits every spot.  I had a great salmon club and Z had some spicy blackened chicken.  Can’t really explain why I dragged my feet to get the blog written.  I didn’t have any thing in particular to say about the food but I wanted to have that. I guess it was the time spent with an old friend.  Loved that the best.

(*Z was I think, the only guy to show up with his white belt.  So, he didn’t wear for the proper wedding but did put it on for the reception.)

snooze

alarm clocks aside, we stopped in for breakfast with friends at Snooze Southglenn during our vacation.  An ‘AM Eatery‘ devoted to high energy creative breakfast dishes that highlights the mighty pancake.  They have a creative breakfast menu and I really wanted something other than pancakes but couldn’t quite resist at least trying them.  I had a flight of pancakes that included sweet potato (light and fluffy, by far my favorite), the blue mesa (blue corn with corn inside and chile maple syrup) and the daily special of toffee bacon which was filled with – toffee and bacon (overly sweet for me).  I had a cup of their specially sourced Guatemalan coffee and found it to be a bit week.  Z had lovely breakfast pot pie of puff pastry filled with rosemary sausage gravy (I am going to figure this out… I swear it) and scrambled eggs with a pretty side of nondescript hash browns.  While I wished I would have had eggs our time with our friends was sweet.