Random Notes

  • The Silk Hat is not dead! (Though it will be minus a few antique jukeboxes.)
  • I watched the Holiday Dessert special of Iron Chef America this weekend. Though there are dissenting opinions on this episode, I loved it! For once, the competitors (Cat Cora/Paula Deen vs. Robert Irvine/Tyler Florence) were less than serious, and had fun goading each other on.
  • TiVo is coming to Canada. I’d love to get a PVR of some kind; it would be much more convenient than asking my computer-savvy friends to download missed television episodes for me.
  • Clever gifts: a foot in the door, for those who like to throw money around, and an amazing two-in-one cake stand and punch bowl for the host/ess in your family.
  • The Broadway strike is over, thankfully, meaning we’ll actually be able to use our tickets to Wicked. That said, I’m now so tempted to buy tickets for The Farnsworth Invention, a new stage play by Mr. West Wing himself, Aaron Sorkin.
  • Have you heard Emma Clarke’s spoofs of the London Underground announcements? She’s widely known as the “voice” behind most lines of the Tube, and besides having a reassuring delivery, she has a sense of humor too. Example: “Would passengers filling in answers on the Sudokus please accept that they’re just crosswords for the unimaginative and are not in any way more impressive just because they contain numbers.” I hope she’s reinstated after being fired for what she claims is a misunderstanding of her comments about traveling on the Tube.
  • I got a new phone last week – the LG Shine. It’s sleek, but wider and heavier than my previous LG, and the battery life leaves much to be desired. While I’m still getting used to the differences, I don’t like the placement of the CLR button above SEND. It’s a mis-key waiting to happen.

Christmas in Edmonton

I’m sure everyone has more than enough to keep themselves occupied during the holidays, but in case you wanted to escape the mall madness, or similarly harrowing family situations, here are a few ideas.

A Surprisingly Good Brunch: Moxie’s

After discovering that a chain like Milestone’s could serve a pretty mean brunch, I went hunting for similar restaurants competing for diners on weekend afternoons. While Earls and Joey’s didn’t offer separate brunch menus, I found that Moxie’s did. So after a brief shopping trip this morning, Annie and I headed to Moxie’s on the south side (4790 Calgary Trail NW), hoping their non-reservation policy wouldn’t result in a lengthy wait.

Turns out we didn’t need to worry, as there were more than enough seats to accommodate us in the dining room. The menu was not extensive, with just nine breakfast selections (and their regular lunch features), but I actually preferred it this way – it usually meant faster kitchen prep. I was momentarily swayed by the French Toast, but ultimately decided on the Bacon & Cheddar Omelette ($10.99) – smoky bacon, sauteed onion, aged white and Canadian cheddars in a three egg omelette served with rosti potatoes and twelve-grain toast. Annie chose the more interesting Crab Cake Benedict ($12.99) – Moxie’s classic crab cakes, two poached eggs and hollandaise, with rosti potatoes and fresh fruit.

Plied with coffee, we would have waited patiently for our dishes, but in no time, our plates arrived. My omelette was huge, and I am happy to report that they did not scrimp on the cheese. They could have included more bacon (what meat that was folded in was overpowered by cheesy goodness), but that was a minor nitpick. Between the toast and crab cakes, Annie found her dish unfortunately dry, and would have liked more hollandaise sauce.

With great service throughout (our waitress constantly offered to top up our coffees) and a decent brunch menu, I would consider coming back.

Bacon & Cheddar Omelette

Crab Cake Benedict

Festival of Trees 2007

After attending the Festival of Trees in 2006, and finding it nice but not worth returning to, I was surprised that I found myself looking forward to it this year. May and I made a date to tour the decorated halls, and headed there after supper on Friday.

May smiles by the hall entrance

Beautiful welcome display

Like last year, there were a lot of kids, trees, and lights. While the trees are undoubtedly pretty, after a while, they all start to look the same. It’s an unfortunate result of proximity and quantity – alone in a home, the individual trees would be unquestionably stunning and festive, but together, all but the really unusual or unique stand out. There seemed to be several “streams” of trees – those that used flowers, those that used fruit, and those that embraced stuffed animals as accents. My favorite on the floor was the “Good Words for Africa” tree, that hung ornaments of words made using Scrabble tiles, in addition to photos of families and children.

Mirrored table setting

Arctic display

Hockey tree (note the plastic Stanley Cup on top!)

Snowman tree

Polar bear tree

Orange tree

Flower tree

“Good Words for Africa” tree

The festival’s Gingerbread Village actually took us thirty minutes to get through – half of that spent waiting in line to view the handmade creations. The “houses” were much more creative this year, I found, with a number of memorable submissions. Many cartoon and fictional characters (including Shrek, Calvin & Hobbes and Charlotte’s Web) were represented, but my vote went to the detailed “Santa’s Western Wonderland”, featuring Mrs. Clause as a vocal performer with Santa taking a bath upstairs.

Calvin and Hobbes: Snowman House of Horror” – too cute.

Charlotte’s Web farm

Closeup of “Some Pig”

“Santa’s Western Wonderland” front

Back (amazing, isn’t it?)

With jazz wafting in the background (provided by the Grant MacEwan Arts Outreach band), it was a lovely way to spend a pre-holiday evening. Perhaps this will become a yearly tradition after all (the rest of my pictures are available to view on Flickr).

Setting the Bar Low: Four Rooms Restaurant

Armed with an Entertainment Book coupon and low expectations, May and I headed to Four Rooms Restaurant (137 Edmonton City Centre) on Friday night.

After an overly negative experience in my high school days (involving rock-hard bread and food not remotely memorable), I was hesitant to return. But with a sweetened incentive of a 2-for-1 meal, and proximity to our second destination that evening, I was willing to give it another try. Lately as well, I had been reading about their popular Cosmopolitan Supper Club, a monthly concept event that offers dishes based around one ingredient or theme. Thus, I was hoping Four Rooms had improved since our last visit.

At around 6:15pm, May and I walked into the restaurant, greeted by four staff members who were standing around in the lobby casually chatting. Not a crime, but certainly not a good sign from a restaurant that, based purely upon location, should have been doing brisk business from the after-work and holiday shopping crowds alone. It turned out we were the third party in the dining room, though I did notice that the back room lounge contained other patrons as well. We were efficiently seated at a table along the wall, a thoughtful choice from the host who noted that the banquet would allow for ample space for our shopping bag.

The menu was more extensive and interesting than I could remember, though again, May and I were hard pressed to recall what we ordered the last time (keeping in mind that the selections had more than likely been overhauled since 2001 anyway). Though there were a few tempting selections, I ended up with the Marsala Bison Kafta ($13.50) – Bison Kaftas & mushrooms in a Marsala cream sauce tossed with linguine pasta – while May ordered the Banana Curry Chicken ($16) – grilled free range chicken in a Madras curry sauce with onions, bell peppers, yams and sweet potatoes.

When our server delivered our two dinner rolls, I couldn’t tell whether or not they were fresh or not. I could, however, nitpick that they were of the 25 cent variety available at your neighbourhood Sobey’s. Slicing into it, they were thankfully fairly soft, albeit a little cool to the touch.

Our dishes arrived fairly quickly, and on first glance, appeared quite small. By the end, however, between the meat and the pasta, I felt like the quantity was just about right. Perhaps due to my underdeveloped palette, the kafta, crafted from ground bison meat, tasted like a pan-fried Ikea meatball. The pasta, on the other hand, was superb. The sauce was creamy and sweet, with the only downside being that there wasn’t more of it to go around. May said her dish was all right, though she would have preferred a more generous serving of chicken, and could have done without the out-of-place bananas.

As meals go, this wasn’t half bad – service was good, and the food was reasonably priced. Of course, it was difficult to be objective given that we had set the bar so incredibly low. I may be back, but I wouldn’t go out of my way for Four Rooms.

Banana Curry Chicken

Marsala Bison Kafta

Lodging in New York

After some research, I learned that there really isn’t a *good* time to go to New York – there are less busy seasons, sure (January – March being one of them), but because of a diminishing number of available rooms (converting to condominiums is apparently all the rage for hotel properties) and hoteliers taking advantage of visitors’ deeper pockets (due to the comparably low U.S. Dollar), rooms are routinely $250 more than other American cities. Add a 13.625% tax and a $3.50/night occupancy fee, and anything that may have been affordable becomes less so very quickly. Of course, choosing to go during the peak holiday December rush doesn’t help a frugal mindset, but to see New York at Christmas will be worth the extra expense.

Though friends did their best to suggest lodging possibilities, what’s reasonable in slower seasons doesn’t hold true for the rest of the year. However, with some digging, I came across the Pod Hotel, a newly renovated establishment named after their small, space-saving suites, and the inclusion of an iPod docking station in each room. With stellar comments on TripAdvisor with regards to their cleanliness, great location (situated just one block from a Metro station in Midtown Manhattan), free WiFi to satisfy all of Mack’s blogging needs, and a en-suite bath for less than $200 a night, including taxes, we had found a winner. The trendy, young, and hip vibe I get from the hotel (and a fabulous view from the rooftop patio on the fourteenth floor) are just happy bonuses.

For future reference, setting aside hostels and sublet apartments in favor of comfortable and more traditional accommodations, here are a few other properties worth noting for your next trip to New York. While I can’t personally vouch for them, based on TripAdvisor comments, travel guide recommendations, and a budgetary bracket of approximately $150 a night for two persons, this short list may be a place to start:

I’m counting down the days!

Quotable People: Installment Six

  • “A true friend is someone who is there for you when they would rather by someplace else.” – Len Wein
  • “Friendship is one of the sweetest joys in life. Many might have failed beneath the bitterness of their trial had they not found a friend.” – Charles H. Spurgeon
  • “A single rose can be my garden…a single friend, my world.” – Leo Buscaglia
  • “The essence of true friendship is to make allowance for another’s little lapses.” – David Storey
  • “We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.” – George Eliot

The Cooking Chronicles: Scotch Shortbread

When my coworker brought homemade shortbread cookies to the office the other day, I was reminded of a recipe I have been wanting to try for some time. So I hauled out my pink Better Homes and Gardens Cook Book, and flipped to the page with directions for Scotch Shortbread.

The ingredients couldn’t be more common – butter, confectioner’s sugar, and flour – while the prep was easy and fast. I didn’t quite know how to “crimp” the edges, but as no one but my family would be sampling my cookies, it didn’t matter so much.

This recipe – while lighting quick to put together – just wasn’t good. Much too bland (the cookies are in dire need of sugar), I was not completely without fault, as I was guilty of under baking the batch. Still, this was a surprising first strike to my trusty BHG.

Scotch Shortbread

Food Notes

  • Edmontonians can breathe a sigh of relief – Capital Health has announced that the inspection results of city-wide restaurants will be accessible to the public by July 1.
  • The Matrix Hotel, besides being the home of Edmonton’s newest Starbucks, will also house a new restaurant from the L’Azia Group, called the Wildflower Restaurant. Barring construction delays, it will open in November. The Edmonton City Centre location of L’Azia used to be a favorite pre and post-movie destination for my friends and I during high school. I have found, however, that the food and service has steadily declined over the years, and haven’t been back. I hope the Wildflower is able to meet high expectations, otherwise, the Century Hospitality Group may have been a better choice to fill the space.
  • Here’s a reason, besides the cheap merchandise, to visit Wal-Mart: only available in McDonald’s restaurants situated inside the discount retailer, are cinnamon pullaparts. Rich, warm, and an instant cure for any sweet tooth, these buns are only $1.79, about half the price of those found at Cinnamon City or Cinnabon. Try it. You’ll never pay $4.50 for an icing-topped wonder again.
  • On the topic of McDonald’s, the company announced plans to breach the specialty coffee market by offering lattes, mochas, cappuccinos and espressos. But it may not be so easy – apparently many franchise owners are opposed to the $100,000 needed for initial equipment purchases and renovations. A surprising statistic from the article – about 1 in 5 Americans has an espresso based drink every day.
  • I’ve never really paid attention to either Zagat or Michelin restaurant guides, so I was happy to read a sort of “primer” article on their influences and reputations this week in the Globe. Interesting fact – Michelin stars are awarded purely on the strength of the food, and ignore service and ambiance.
  • To assist area restaurants affected by the Broadway strike, Mayor Bloomberg instigated a “Dining in the District” promotion – over 25 restaurants offering 15% off lunch and dinner menus. It was to end November 25; I wonder if it will be extended as the strike continues?

Words For Your Consideration

I couldn’t resist posting a section of today’s “Telescope“, a weekly column in the Edmonton Journal‘s Sunday Reader. It’s just too clever to be missed:

“Drop the first letter of an existing word to create a new one, and then supply a definition for it. Readers of the Washington Post‘s Style Invitational were asked to do just that. Here is an alphabetical sampling of the results:

  • Amburger: My realization about myself as I’m kidnapped by cannibals.
  • Amished: Hungering for a simpler way of life.
  • Assover: Any holiday dinner at which an unwanted in-law makes an appearance.
  • Bracadabra: A good boob job.
  • Brupt: Really, really sudden.
  • Egotiation: An I for an I.
  • Eminar: Eminem’s fifth child.
  • Etard: A person who constantly replies to “all” in e-mails directed to only one person.
  • Gonize: To kick someone in the groin.
  • Hardonnay: You can guess.
  • Ho’s Who: National registry of prominent hookers.
  • Iarrhea: Running on about oneself.
  • Ickpocket: A place to put your used Kleenex.
  • Irates: After 15 consecutive losing seasons, what’s left of Pittsburgh’s baseball fans.
  • Kin-diving: Incest.
  • Mnesia: Forgetting a mnemonic device.
  • Ngland: Vietnam.
  • Ooperstown: Home of the Bill Buckner Hall of Fame.
  • Ouch-and-go: A dominatrix’s house call.
  • Oxtrot: A particularly ungraceful Dancing With the Stars performance.
  • Pectacular: Unbelievably chesty.
  • P-portunity: Rest stop.
  • Rackdown: The inevitable result of the battle between breast and gravity.
  • Rankfurter: Hotdog from the back of the refrigerator.
  • Riminal: A man who doesn’t clean up his toilet dribble.
  • Riskies: Chinese-made cat food.
  • Unich: German city voted World’s Safest Town for Women.
  • Urple: The colour of vomit. “For feeding the baby, Mom always wore her urple sweatshirt.”
  • XY-moron: A man.”