Sunday, March 21, 2010

Grumble Grumble Grumble.

You know what makes me sad?

When a good restaurant with a fun atmosphere goes down the freaking tubes.

For instance- Mission Burrito.

Once a fun, hip restaurant, Mission is now on the depressing side. The dingy tables, incompetent staffers, and sticky floors might add to this fall from the top.

I was there today eating lunch and I couldn't help remembering how awesome this place used to be back when my family ate here at least once a week. Instead of calling your name when your order was ready or delivering food right to the customer's table, Mission would give out toys.

"When your order is ready, we'll call out 'The Incredible Hulk'."

And then they would give you an Incredible Hulk action figure to mess with while you waited for your food.
Sweet right?

Not anymore. When I went today, the chick at the counter was like "Yeah, so y'all are 'sunglasses.' When we call 'sunglasses' your order is ready."

AND THEN THEY COMMITTED A HEINOUS CRIME.
They didn't give us a toy. Me, being a regular costumer, politely asked "Do we get a toy?" To which the crime-committer replied, "Oh we don't do that anymore."

Say what?

I wanted to punch a pony I was so angry. NO TOY?!?!

Ignore the fact that I'm fifteen years old and don't play with toys anymore. THIS WAS A PROBLEM. This restaurant that I practically grew up eating from was CHANGING ITS WAYS!?

I guess this is pretty indicative of my personality. Ok, so I'm not that open to change, I know that.

BUT WHEN A RESTAURANT SAYS YOU ARE "SUNGLASSES", THEY'D BETTER GIVE YOU SOME SUNGLASSES TO SOLIDIFY THAT FACT.

Argle Bargle.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Dolce Vita

For my friend Jackie's birthday, we went to this restaurant in the Montrose area called Dolce Vita.

Can I just say that if I had the chance I would eat at this place every night?

The restaurant is in this old 2 story, rickety floor board, fire-place-in-every-room, warm, cozy, house. I absolutely love the atmosphere- Everyone in the joint is laid back and there for delicious food.

Jackie's family is pro at everything food related- so we let them do the ordering, and I'll have to admit, I almost left the restaurant when I heard what they were ordering. Anchovie and bell pepper, calamari, octopus with rapini, and pumpkin and goat cheese rapini as appetizers.

Excuse me?

When the food came though, everything looked and smelled delicious. So I put on my big girl face, and with encouragement ("For the blog, Martha!") from my friends, dug into the foreign foods in front of me.

Anchovies? No problem.
Octopus? Bring it on.
Calamari? Hand it over.
Fried pumpkin and goat cheese things? Nom nom nom.

I tried everything folks... everything!!

That doesn't mean I loved everything, or even ate more than a bite of some of the appetizers, but next time, maybe I'll push on and eat more of the dishes.

For the main course, we ordered 3 different pizzas and gnocchi al ragu. Yum!

The pizzas were definitely way out there- Sausage, rapini, pecorino; tomato, mozzarella, prosciutto, and arugula; and telaggio, arugula, pear and truffle oil.

I ate a piece of each, and let me tell you, they were all DEE-LISH.

Needless to say, I was stuffed after this dinner, and had to waddle to the car after eating.

So what does this mean? Now that I've eaten anchovie, octopus, and crazy pizza does it mean this blog is over? After 4 posts?

Absolutely not. Because, duh, I haven't eaten shrimp yet! Or conquered other food fears for that matter.

However, this eating experience was a major turning point for me. I know I can eat anything and survive- all I have to do is pretend to be brave and take a leap of faith.

Because that's all that trying new things is really about isn't it- that leap of faith?

You've just got to grit your teeth, stab that sucker on your plate with your fork, and trust that this food won't hurt you.

No fear.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Second Review: The Lakehouse

So I'm not a very good blogger. The evidence is on the blog itself. When's the last time I blogged? Late January? Whoopsie.

Well I'm back, and I want to get this blog thing going. Anyone out there have tips on getting your blog known? Anyone?

Anywho, good news! I've been more adventurous in my eating. So what if that means being the mystery jelly bean taste tester (don't eat the tan speckly ones- they are DISGUSTING)? In advisory a while back, Coach Baber (one of my advisors extraordinaire) brought in this sausage that was stuffed with rice (I'm sure there's a name for it that I'm brain farting on right now..) and I was the FIRST to try it. We're taking small steps.

The best part? I LIKED IT! IT WAS YUMMY AND DELICIOUS AND HOTTER THAN LOGAN LERMAN, WHICH MADE MY MOUTH WANT TO JUMP OUT OF MY SKULL, BUT HEY! I liked it.

But this post is supposed to be a review (another testament to my lack of blogging skizzilz)
So here we go- The Lakehouse!

http://www.thelakehousehouston.com/

The Lakehouse is right smack in the middle of Discovery Green in downtown Houston, right next to this faux-lake where little kiddies can race boats- awwww! The building itself is uber-cool and modern, and they play GREAT music. They have a very simple menu- burgers, fries, and hotdogs, and GREAT lemonade. I tried the basil lemonade (go me!) but opted for the regular instead. I got the Lakehouse burger and the golden Yukon fries, which have to be some of the best fries in town- I kid you not. The burger is super yummy-delicious and simple- just like everything else in the restaurant. I'll admit, I should have been more adventurous and gone with something like the Texas Smokehouse- a sirloin, chuck, brisket, and BACON patty with white cheddar, mushrooms, and St. Arnold's stewed onions. Next time.

I really love the Lakehouse- there's something about the atmosphere that makes me happy. The food is yummy too, and the staff is great. If you're looking for something to do one sunny afternoon in Houston- hit the Green! Mess around in the park and grab a bite at the Lakehouse! And make sure to get the Vanilla Bean milkshake- it is DELISH! Ps did you know that vanilla beans are actually orchid seeds or something shiz-diculous like that? My Uncle Richard (crazy amazin' cook) knows all kind of crazy things like that.