East Atlanta Strut !!!

I got a phone call from Tracy , a good friend of mine that lives in East Atlanta. She said that there was a festival up the street in her neighborhood, cars were parking up  an down on her avenue and she could hear music in the distance. Normally on a Saturday I’m at work, in fact it’s rare  cooks never get Saturdays off. But I’m a lucky son of a gun and this particular beautiful, sunny day in Atlanta was mine, to do what I pleased. So she called and I was like hey, I’ll come over and we can go check it out, sounds like fun. East Atlanta  put on a helluva street festival. Thousands of people turned out to show their support, have  fun, and just vibe with the funky music , good beer, the delicious food and outstanding works of art that was available. To say the neighborhood charm worked like a charm is an understatement. I had the opportunity to sample ribs and chicken sliders from Boners BBQ. This food truck served some of what I thought was the best BBQ ribs to be had anywhere.We actually went back for a second serving and bought more at the end of the night to take home. Nothing says summer like a bottle of cold ginger beer to drive away the heat. Even better, it was Jamaican…….. nostalgia in a bottle. I didn’t get a chance to take pictures of the food from Boners because we were so hungry, and the […]

Ghost in the Kitchen

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Thursday, September 12 , 4pm,“Lord, today I need a break, something’s gotta give,” Christian muttered to himself. This remark, was overheard by Nora the grill cook, who snorted in contempt, as she removed the silverskin  of a tenderloin with her boning knife and began to portion it  for tonight’s service. “Christian!!! Are you talking to yourself again? Muttering all that mumbo jumbo crap, if you’re gonna  go crazy, do it on your own time, pantry boy,” grumbled Nora  as she aggressively cut 8 oz. pieces of filet mignon and stacked them in a ½ pan. Christian sighed quietly to himself, secretly; he was afraid of Nora and did not want to piss her off, especially with a razor sharp boning knife in her hand. In this kitchen, his station was right beside the grill. When Nora was upset, which was often, he would have to hear her mouth all night, better to shoot himself in the head. Sighing again, but quietly, he picked up a case of Romaine lettuce and walked over to the station. His cutting board was already set up beside the sink, which was filled with water waiting for him. “Cut the damn lettuce, wash the damn lettuce, spin the lettuce”, he grumbled.  “Is this what I went to culinary school for? If I had known this was my fate, I could have saved my forty grand and went to work for FedEx instead.”  Still grumbling to himself, “Go to culinary school and become a chef my ass.” Christian’s first […]

Steak Tartare for Him

And oysters for the lady. When a man falls in love with a woman, their relationship is woven from gossamer threads, to create an intricate tapestry that captures its essence and the need for it. There is a story to be told. Each thread, part of a pattern that becomes a shared memory – intimacy, passion, sorrow, joy, wet kisses, children, family. With time, the weave becomes interspersed with silvery flecks of gray and love takes on the pastel colors of friendship, reliance and understanding. In these twilight years, before love smolders and the embers die. Choose the time and place well to renew a man’s passion for his woman. Suggest a neighborhood bistro where candles cast tones as soft as egg yolks. The linen is white and the patio trellis is covered with morning glory, sweet peas and passion flowers. Begin at seven, this is the best time, the restaurant has just started to hum, the prep is done and the cooks and servers are eager to please. Take time to peruse the menu. Allow your eyes to nibble at the appetizers and savor the main course. When the time has come at last to decide and the waiter waits with pen poised. Order Steak Tartare for him Raw and primal, steak tartare resonates with the carnal instinct inherent in all men. A finely diced tenderloin seasoned with worcestershire , salty capers, shallots, Dijon mustard,  olive oil, parsley, a dash of Tabasco sauce, salt and pepper. Add two raw […]