Friday, April 15, 2011

Trippin': Jackson Hole - Teton Thai

18 N Main, Suite 100
Driggs, ID 83455

How spicy would you like it? Three please. And it was a three out of five. We thot we would be okay. As DELICIOUS as the food was here, it was freaking SPICY. Like REALLY REALLY SPICY. OMG. How could a three be that spicy? If a three was that spicy, how freaking spicy would a five have been?!? Buda took us to eat at Teton Thai after a short day of snowboarding at Grand Targhee. This Thai place is just as good as any of the places you would find in Houston. Not only that, they basically have no other competition being that they are located in Wyoming/Idaho. I know. I can now say that I was briefly in IDAHO? Haha. Wife is thai, husband is white. Not that it matters. Haha again. We were tired. We were hungry. And we gobbled everything up happily. I got some heat from the bartender for being pretentious. I simply asked for splenda for my coffee. He gave me the pink stuff instead. I didn't want the pink stuff and said i'd rather have equal. I am now high maintenance. The next morning, there was a line at the toilet as everyone was having side effects from the capsaicin overload from the night before. Except for me. I've got an iron stomach. But I did clog up the toilet from the massive amount of teepee I use for number one. I really need to be more green about that.

*food in order of appearance*
satay gai
thai street ribs
fried wontons
tom yum goong
pad see ew
pad thai
spicy fried rice
roasted duck curry
gang karee



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Thursday, April 14, 2011

Trippin': Jackson Hole - Cellar's

160 West Gill Ave
Jackson, WY 83001

A few years ago, the White Buffalo Club was members only so only the elite of Jackson Hole ever got to taste what Cellar's had to offer. It's now open to the public but there's really nothing much to go home screaming about. The food here was my second least fave of all the restaurants we tried. I honestly don't know if it was because of my limited preference in food or if it was the food in general. The first thing I hated about being there was how terribly dark it was. What are you guys hiding huh?!? Dirty carpet? Ugly staff? It obviously can't be that fancy if there's a telly at the bar. It's been almost three months since dining here so I've got fuzzy memory on the food. My shrimp scampi was pretty bland. It needed more garlic times hundred. I looooove me some garlic. I don't care about the stanky breath it leaves nor the occasional gas. The parmesan fries had no crunch to them. When the fries are good, I leave nothing on left on the plate. There was enough fries leftover here for buda to take home. After we were done with our entrees, the waiter gave us complimentary beignets. I told our waiter that we're from the south and that we know our beignets so they'd better be good. They. Were not. The beignets were super hard and dense and the accompanying sauces did nothing to enhance it. I'm typically not a fan of beignets in general so this was just totally yuck to me. We were originally supposed to go to the Blue Lion, which I was looking forward to, but the wait was kinda crazy. Since it was so cold, we opted to go around the corner and try cellar's. I can't remember if buda said he had been there or not. If he had, thanks a lot guy! Looking at the food we ate, I think I could have made this exact meal at home and it would have tasted better. I don't get a chance to make that claim very often. Maybe except for the soup.

*food in order of appearance*
soup of the day (pea soup? butternut squash? ugh such bad memory)
filet? ribeye? beef? elk? bison? buffalo? (i'm like just completely useless)
cellar's sliders (buda let the chef decide on the type of sliders)
shrimp scampi
sauteed mushrooms and onions
parmesan fries (i say parmesan but i really can't remember what kinda fries they were)
"beignets"



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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Restaurant: The Counter

4601 Washington Avenue
Houston TX 77007

Fridays are generally my let's make plans to go eat somewhere with friends. So I asked a few people to come out to try The Counter, the new custom burger place on Washington. Ugh. I absolutely loathe the washington corridor. The counter is a chain that originated in California, much like everything else. You fill out a form and select everything you want in your burger. They have a lot of choices but finding the right combo is the key. In the end, you are in control of how good your burger turns out. This place is not cheap. Especially after ordering all kinds of sides. We had some crispy onion strings, sweet potato fries and parmesan french fries, which were super greasy. The parmesan french fries were prolly the least appetizing. Everyone ordered something different when it came to the burgers so I won't get into it. I will say that the patties, no matter which type of meat, were really not that good. Not juicy. With so many great burger places in Houston, I doubt I'll be coming back any time soon. I did however, enjoy the trendy decor. Trendy? What's wrong with me?


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Monday, April 11, 2011

Musik Mundi: Brandi Carlile

Brandi Carlile
Album: The Story (2007)
Song: The Story

I had forgotten about this song by Brandi Calile until callie sang it on grey's anatomy's musical episode which turned out kind of awkward. Especially when they were singing how to save a life in the operating room and everyone has their masks on. Weird. This song is called The Story, and here's a little story of my nonsensical Monday.

- Flight from DCA to CLT. 5:45am. I change my seats to an empty row and sprawl the hell out and attempt to sleep.
- Three white college kids with social network accents have very loud conversations about every topic imangineable and find each other to be amusing. They are not.
- White lady in front of them politely asks them to shut the hell up.
- Thank you white lady.
- 7:40am. i change planes and i'm on my way to IAH.
- I sit next to this six year old indian boy who chatters the entire flight back home. His indian accent makes him that much more adorable.
- He's super smart for a six year old as he can form better complete sentences than big poppa can.
- I try to sleep but feel him looking at me. I turn to look at him and give him a smile. He smiles back and turns to hide in his mama's arms.
- I wait forever at baggage claim for my gate checked bag.
- My lime green luggage is now really dirty.
- Big poppa awaits me and I'm so happy to see him as I have missed him a lot.
- It's now 10:00am.

I think I'll try to avoid these ungodly early flights from now on, no matter how much cheaper it is. What did the rest of my day consist of? Three loads of laundry, a teeth cleaning and catching up with what I've missed on Bravo.

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*