Welcome back to the weekly round-up here at Eating Our Words, where we've finally tracked the taco trucks down to the secret underground hive where they sleep inside a gigantic sopapilla honeycomb. This week started off with Robb Walsh's wild, untamed nuts. Specifically, pecans, which we've noticed are especially tender and delectable this year. Maybe you should have brought some with you to the Chocolate Festival of Texas last Saturday.
Jane Catherine Collins scorched some mouths with her top 5 hellacious hot sauces. The 99 Ranch Market held its Grand Opening, and since they had oysters, Robb was there too. Speaking of the rubbery little bivalves, Katharine Shilcutt stopped by Stella Sola's oyster throwdown and provided a thorough examination of the atmosphere at the event and the personalities involved, which of course was greeted with good cheer and praise in the comments section. Just kidding, the commenters pissed and moaned like a bunch of sick old cats.
Greenway Barista has a far more sophisticated palate for coffee than TWiD, since his description of the various types of coffee beans wasn't simply "This one tastes like dirt" over and over. E. Ting X. Amined Kay Soodjai of Khun Kay Thai Café, and Robb sampled the incredible-looking Chinese barbecue at the 99 Market Food Court.
Lauren McKechnie pit Luby's against Cleburne Cafeteria in an early bird showdown, and Robb sounded the alarm regarding the Sonoran hot dogs invading Houston, then calmed down with some more barbecue. Jane ponied up the dough for some expensive-ass local cheese, and enjoyed it, despite the fact that if this alarming trend continues, ruthless, vicious local cheese manufacturers could easily crush the plucky, lovable little mom-and-pop corporations like Kraft and Borden. Won't someone for once think of the corporations?
This week the Shameless Chef utilized a number of cans in a dish that was one bottle of Thunderbird away from being straight-up hobo food, not that that's a bad thing. They're survivors, those hobos. Robb tried to figure out what, exactly, banh mi bo kho is supposed to be. We'll let you know if he ever does.
They certainly did need some black coffee at this week's kolache crawl, which is something like the 300th kolache crawl in a row that TWiD has missed, because the people who organize them insist on starting them before noon. Uh, no.
We're never late for some good sangria, however, nor would we object to stuffing this incredible-looking tripletail in our entire face. Katharine's foray into man food looked pretty tasty, too, even though we overheard the Shameless Chef angrily reaming her for "poaching like a month's worth of articles right out from under me". Hey, have some wine and calm down, SC: the world of bastardized hybrid preservative-intensive food-esque consumables does not revolve around you.
We don't know if you're aware of this opportunity, but you can redeem your receipt from El Tiempo for an opportunity to stare at some nipples, which is nice. You can also catch some delightfully bumpy tapioca tea at T@pioca, and while we like the name, it really does play hell with our twitter account every time we try to tweet about them. We're tweeting regularly again, by the way.
Robb stopped in at a club for transvestite ex-policemen called Queen Donut, and... wait. Sorry, we've been informed it's actually just a donut joint. Although if anyone is looking to make a terrible early '90s cop buddy film about danger and acceptance, TWiD thinks we've just found your premise.
Saint Arnold is filled with awesome, awesome people, and we don't just say that because they awarded TWiD with a 6-pack of their excellent root beer for being their 4,000th twitter follower (which he was sadly unable to claim); we say that because they are prescient and adventurous enough to brew some pumpkin beer just in time for the holidays. We love you guys. We really do.
Robb appears to have entered into a "canned casserole" competition with the Shameless Chef, which clearly isn't even remotely fair. It's a little bit like Gandalf deciding he's going to show that Lucky Charms leprechaun a thing or two about sorcery. A touch one-sided, is what we're saying. Perhaps we can all bond over some of Lauren's pecan pie in a jar.
Jane had a happy Happy Hour at Eating Our Words favorite Boheme, and Robb's got some info on where you can get good deals on oysters. No word yet on what kind of deals are around town regarding sex and death.
Finally, Kubo's has a type of sushi called the "Oompa Loompa roll". We hope to God the waitstaff sings as they bring it out to you. We'd go there every day.
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