Ben Stoddard - December 1, 2011 - Comments (1)
For our first day of top 10 lists, we decided to do the hopefully-not-contentious subject of delicious meals.
I’m not super sure it’ll contribute anything to the grand scheme of things but, hey, neither do the 5,000 top 50 record lists. And ours is way tastier.
My list past the break!
10. Chicken – Pies N Thighs. Do not go here stoned. You will regret testing the capacity of your stomach.
9.Burger – Trophy Bar. It ain’t perfect but I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention it.
8. Haab eggs – Haab. I am the biggest sucker for eggs benedict. I almost can’t bring myself to order anything else for brunch. This is a wonderful, Mexican, green version of that with avocado and diced salsa.
7. Chorizo with peppers – Tabaré. This restaurant is adorable and the chorizo is fantastic (especially with the oily sauces you get with the empanadas).
5. Coq au vin – Le Barricou. This place used to be the best steal in Brooklyn before they realized just how good their food is. Still can’t beat delicious, forever-cooked chicken and wine.
4. The stuffing I made for Thanksgiving – Me. Actually, it’s Miranda’s recipe but I knocked the shit out of this stuffing with sweet sausage and fennel and pears.
3. Burger – Da|Ba. Obnoxiously named, but a delicious, weirdly cheap, giant, dripping patty melt on sourdough.
2. Brisket – Fette Sau. Again, I could pick almost anything from this place but my favorite has to be the peppery, smokey brisket with a jar of beer.
1. Grilled Cheese – Bleu Squid Bakery and Cheese Shop in Olde Mistick Village. I honestly don’t even remember wholly what it tasted like. It was sourdough with 4 kinds of cheese pouring out of it. It was in a weird tourist-trap set of ye olde england-style shops.
But most importantly it came the morning (afternoon) after the absolute worst bender of my life ransacking the entire town of Mystic, CT. It started with memorizing the NATO alphabet and ended with me having pocketfuls of free drink tokens from some bar for some reason. We still get calls from locals asking when we’ll be back (true story!).
When I was finally able to put down that grilled cheese without puking, it was the most glorious moment of my life. Thanks, Mystic. You win me never coming back again.