I haven't posted in a short while. This is because I've been eating decidedly non spice-i-fied foods lately or else a redux of foods already mentioned. Just because my lust for the little red death pods carries me forward, ever forward in search of new things spicy it doesn't mean that I don't like to eat a few non spicy yum-yums from time to time. Last week there was an instance where I made a non spicy Cambodian curry for Steph's benefit and lacking the requisite Prik peppers to make it all scorch-y, it was a benign but flavorful little curry. Real nice. I think I'll eventually post the recipe for that.
Anyway, tonight, was different. Tonight battle was joined. I waged war on the Chinese cuisines of Hunan and Szechuan and probably a few others who were unfortunate casualties of war. We ventured forth down to the humble burg of Redwood City to meet up with Steph's Pops at Crouching Tiger. The thing about Crouching Tiger is that unlike most restaurants where a few items on the menu happen to be spicy, this place features and even flaunts the spicy. It's a little sad watching non-spicy peeps and their ilk scrambling to cobble together a few dishes that won't singe their delicate palates. For Steph's dad and myself, this was our time. Up there it's their time, but down here, this is our time........... Oh my. Ok, maybe it's not so much like the Goonies. No, it's more like Gossip Girl and we were for once a part of her uber luxurious world of teenage high fashion living.
The menu was choc full of some amazing sounding dishes, so many with little red chili icons next to them so as to indicate to us that "stay away this dish is hot, hot, hot!" It was bliss. Let's jump right into a round of appetizers:
Steamed Chinese Bacons in spicy garlic sauce
Sliced Pork Knuckle in minced garlic sauce
Sichuan Smoked Pork
Spicy Beef Stomach
Beijing Cold Rice Jello in house sesame sauce
Can I just say that these were ridiculously good. I couldn't tell you which I liked best because they were all that fucking good. Holy fuck! The bacon was very tender, and although if you handed me some soggy white pieces of bacon with my eggs I'd call you a bastard. But if you mix it with garlic and chili sauce then fucking serve it to me raw for all I care. It's that good. Speaking of eggs, the smoked pork would be awesome with eggs for breakfast. The stomach, if ya like tripe-ish foods, and I do, then this is the pinnacle of offal eating. As for the pork knuckle, fuck it! that shit was good yo! It was marbled with chewy and tasty fat.
A little soup perhaps? Sure how about:
Fish head with soft tofu in a hot pot
A very savory broth with a giant fish carcass to flavor it up. What else are going to do with it? Throw it away? That's fish stock son. That's fish stock.
On to dejeuner.
Steph's pops and I were partners in crime on this night. We knew right away what dishes would totally provide that knockout punch. and they were?
Spicy Boiled Beef
Dry Cooked Eel
The cow was in this saucy, garlicy, peppery, soup with huge chunks of onions and cabbage. It was almost Korean-esque.
The highlight of the meal was the dry cooked eel. Holy fuck! This was awesome! It was little deep fried slices of eel, which tasted like rad salty pieces of jerky. That was good enough on it's own, but they really took it to the next level. They tossed this "eel" in wok with chunks of garlic and ungodly amounts of verdant green jalapenos and dried red chilies, not to mention the red chili flakes liberally sprinkled throughout. It was like christmas.
Needless to say. I will be going back. Steph's dad and I need to have a Star Trek marathon and spicy lunch day.
The Spice must flow....................Just not from our arses.
Spice Odyssey: Exploring the burning tongues of Saturn
There are four stages, if you will in the Spice Odyssey. These four stages represent how many Scoville Units will either send a person to the Spice Moons and beyond or will have them burning up upon re-entry.
1. Spice Camper: Unflinching in their resolve to never leave the safe gravity of ultra-mildom. Should a fleck of Cayenne pass the frontier that is their mouthes it could set off a wild fire that can only be quenched by loud complaining and derision of those who put forth this ungodly heat.
2. Spice Cadet: Ever the adventurer in their own minds. Spice Cadets, although ill-equipped to handle the rigors of Spice Travel, they will venture with you to the Thai Food Nebula. You'll make certain to ask for the robo-mild curry, but it most certainly will still be beyond their levels of Spicy-G force tolerance. But, how they try, how they try. They will seldom leave orbit and will always attempt to find a spice helmet that fits. The Spice Cadets spirit is to be commended.
3. Spice Invader: A Spice Invader will pillage and plunder the SPice Universe at will. Their reckless sense of adventure often gets them in over their heads. A Spice Invader may for instance, insist on venturing too close to a Vindaloo Black Hole from which their can be no return. "In Spice Space no one can hear you scream." You will often find them in zero gravity restrooms blowing out o-rings.
4. The Overlords, Masters of Spice and Thyme: These creatures are not of this universe. They are consumed by Spice Madness and will stop at nothing to dominate and conquer all things spicy. They have completely obliterated their palates. Never ask a Spice Overlord "is that very spicy?" It's your doom if you do. Curiously, Spice Overlords do not flock together. No, they are far too territorial. If two of these beasts should occupy the same space a great spice battle will ensue until there is nothing but charred wreckage and a single true Overlord. You will notice them by the sweat streaming from seemingly endless pores, and yet they will insist that they are "just fine."
The Official Spice Odyssey T-shirts. All proceeds go to BiBi.
We're Steph n Matt. We do retarded things to entertain ourselves. We have hilarious and cute dogs that we gush about. We discuss their poo on a daily basis, we're terrible. We are on opposite ends of the Spicy Food enjoyment scale. This blog is dedicated to peeps like us who try to coexist in a spicy world.