This Week in Deliciousness: Frog Fornication Fest 2012
Tall... frosty... looks like there's booze in it... give it here, please.
Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating...Our Words, where frog mating season is in full swing, or so we presume from their constant, torturous croaking coming from just outside the window. We're getting to be such an expert at searching them out in the dark that we just might make a career out of it some day, if the city's sports bars start running dangerously low on appetizers. For now, though, we maintain a humane catch-and-release program sponsored by a neighbor with whom we share a back fence and don't particularly like.
We started the week off right with a fairly comprehensive guide to Houston's booming food truck scene, and you'll be wise to put in some time checking them out. Food trucks are not "roach coaches" to be feared, but are in fact the stomping grounds of creative cooks, as well as where chefs go to try out cool side projects. We know our readers understand this by now, but feel free to repeat those words verbatim to skeptical friends.
We kicked off a couple of new series this week: We're celebrating Apple Week with recipes and local dishes, so make sure you check out all five episodes for the week. We'll also be providing the ten best lobster dishes to be found in Houston, so make a new Bookmarks folder if the pinchy crustacean is your thing.
We had a silly look into chefs who resemble cartoon characters, and it's only tangentially related, but it did make us wonder: Do Guy Fieri and the lead singer from Smashmouth ever get tired of being mistaken for each other? Wait...those are two different people, right?
Picture pork cooked rotisserie-style with a whole pineapple perched atop it, marinating the meat as it rotates. If that sounds good, you would like trompo, and if you like trompo, you're probably gonna like it on a burger. And if you've got something to make your own popsicles with -- an empty yogurt cup and a tongue depressor, for instance -- odds are you'll like at least one of these popsicle recipes. We're moving into the dog days of summer here, and any refreshment is good refreshment. And yet still I'm treated like the bad guy when I spontaneously start water balloon fights at the office. There's no justice. Or maybe they're just trying to tell me they'd prefer a cocktail.
How do you judge certain types of restaurants? You can't have your priorities out of place when it comes to deciding whether or not you'll go back. I once had a friend of mine tell me he refused to return to one of the best Tex-Mex restaurants in town because he didn't like their ice cream. Yeah, we're not friends anymore.
Houston's biggest and most notorious food personalities aren't always the most polite, but they're usually pretty entertaining. You haven't lived until you've seen a head cook noisily toss out some "unappreciative TGIFriday's-eatin' sonsabitches" and then immediately pivot and ask if your steak is cooked to your liking with a big, friendly grin on his face. (I gave him a very firm "yes.")
Finally, here's some good food-related reasons to go to Alvin. No Joe's Bar-B-Q? Sad face.
Have a lovely weekend.