Sunday, August 26, 2012

I'm Outtie!

Sup y'alls, you should probs know that I bounced! Visit me at my new home at fullisastateofmind.com! Go, now, it's cute, promise!

New home:
http://fullisastateofmind.com

Friday, August 17, 2012

Don't Read This...Please

OK, so like I finally went to Mintwood Place after 9000 other food bloggers have made me drool tweeting about it. The thing is, it was so good I don't even want anyone to know about it.

We got there early and I honestly thought there was an Instragram filter - on my eyeballs. It was so adorably decorated, with no detail overlooked. The hook under the bar for my purse? An old bathroom faucet knob. Handmade-looking lighting fixtures, mason jars with flowers, antiquey mirrors, the whole deal. I imagined my group of friends, sitting in the corner by the window, chatting and laughing all night and I don't want you to take our spot with your friends that probably aren't as funny.



The bartender talked to us like we were old friends (in my mind, we are now), tough to find in Adams Morgan where most bar-goers want their drinks delivered to them in condiment squeeze bottles or want to beat the clock at happy hour. We got some "nibbles" at the bar and were shooting the shit 'til our whole party arrived for dinner. How long did we wait? 15 minutes? An hour? It didn't matter.
Maple pork cracklin with zesty dipping sauce
Pickled deviled eggs
And then of course there was the glorious, three-course, Restaurant Week meal. I don't even want to tell you how good it is or you'll take our spot on the outdoor patio too, you jerks.

The octopus salad was light, refreshing, and the octopus perfectly cooked. This portion was huge and a great deal for just being an appetizer course.
Octo close-up

mmmm, tentacles
My main course was a whole boneless American Seabream (never even heard of it, but just a basic white fish). Look at that thing! Super simple on the seasoning, accompanied by braised fennel, tomatoes and possibly the best olives ever.
No head attached for you scaredy cats. I missed the eyeballs cause I'm Asian and weird
Look, I like pasta, I just don't get impressed by it all that often. But this, the trofie bolognese, this was something pretty different. A little sweet with a bit of a kick and dreamily creamy. And seriously, look at that cheese.

This trofie was a lot tastier than my volleyball trophies. #seewhatIdidthere
  I have been craving a strawberry rhubarb dessert all summer. This, this, is what I was waiting for.

Strawberry rhubarb crumble. Hubba hubba

If I see you there you better not be in my seat, punk.

Mintwood Place
Somewhere in Adams Morgan, not telling

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Restaurant Week Dinner at Westend Bistro

Eric Ripert - amazing chef, adorable French dude, BFFs with Anthony Bourdain. What else needs to be said? Oh, right, you probably want to know how good his food is. Thanks to good ol' Restaurant Week, I can now tell you.

Westend Bistro, tucked inside the fancy schmancy Ritz-Carlton in Georgetown, has been on my target list for a while now. It's a lot smaller inside than I thought it would be, and had nice, big windows ideal for people watching. Happy hour? Yes, please. I love a discount beverage while waiting for my table. **Make sure you know if that delicious wine you're sipping on is on the HH menu. There's a big difference between a $6 glass and a $15, ya dig?

Otherwise, the service was fantastic. We felt taken care of, yet not rushed, each course came out in perfect time and we probably forgot we were in a restaurant at many points because we were allowed to be our ridiculous selves here. (Not common at a place at this price point. Seriously, you haven't met my friends.)

And, duh. The food was totes the bomb. Notes:

  • The mac and cheese ($3 at the bar during HH) was retarded good and is a MUST-have
  • I don't think I've ever had a piece of fish cooked as perfectly as the grilled trout. Hands down, perfect texture
  • Lamb sausage - so simple, yet so frickin good. Ridiculously hearty 
  • Dessert - look, I'm not trying to get all NSFW but the warm chocolate tart and panna cotta were pretty sexual. Serious dirty thoughts in remembrance

baked mac and cheese, seriously heavenly
Sweet corn soup with ricotta and chili oil. Plus they do that fancy thing where its a bowl with just the stuff in the middle and they pour the soup around it. It doesn't take much, does it?
Fennel and arugula salad
Pork and duck pate. Those pickled peaches tasted so much like actual pickles it was trippin me out dude.
There she is. Grilled Carolina trout. Huge portion with a perfectly balanced mustard vinaigrette
Lamb sausage with tabbouleh
Panna cotta with berries and mint, perfect summer dessert

Thinking about this chocolate tart again is giving me hot flashes

Westend Bistro
1190 22nd Street, N.W.
Washington D.C. 20037
(202) 974-5566