Cooking demonstrations:
Rick Kimmes (Oceanaire) cooks Wisconsin trout, Mike Phillips (The Craftsman) makes his own cured meats, and JD Fratzke (The Strip Club) how to prepare meat from pasture-raised animals.
Workshops:
An introduction to beekeeping with a U of M bee lab scientist, and a discussion of the farm bill's impact on farming practices and the environment led by ag policy professionals.
If you haven’t signed up for a CSA yet, you can meet dozens of local farmers in the Community Food and Farm area.
Posted by Rachel Hutton at May 2, 2008 10:04 AM | Comments (3)
The Silly Rabbit
Town Talk Diner
Vanilla ice cream; Trix; three Marie Brizard liqueurs: Raspberry, Blackberry, and Parfait Amour; topped with whipped cream
$11
Town Talk Diner's Silly Rabbit gets its name from the saccharine, Trix-sprinkled richness you can only find where anisette commingles with vanilla ice cream in a 16-ounce goblet topped with whipped cream. Think of the remaining milk from a bowl of Trix, only frozen. And with booze.
Three Marie Brizard liqueurs—Blackberry, Raspberry, and the roasted orangey Parfait Amour—comprise this "drink" (it goes down more like a hearty dessert). Despite the cost ($11), the Silly Rabbit is well worth the price of admission. We're talking a pint of ice cream, so good luck putting down more than one without succumbing to brainfreeze or bloatation.
Call us lushes, but if there's one complaint to levy against the Silly Rabbit, it's the relatively low alcohol content— less than three ounces of liqueur ranging between 40 and 60 proof equals about a shot's worth of booze. Even so, you'll want to keep these Trix away from kids.
Posted by Matt Snyders at May 2, 2008 5:21 AM | Comments (2)
I don't mean to circle back to the running theme of moving house from Uptown to Longfellow, but it's hard to avoid. We eat local whether we like it or not, and restaurants and grocery stores are clear windows into what a given neighborhood is really "like."
Along those lines: There were three grocery stores (that I knew of/frequented) in Uptown. Lunds, which was typically frequented by white, well-to-do older people. Kowalski's, which was typically frequented by white, well-to-do younger people. And the ill-maintained Rainbow on Lake Street, which was frequented by... everybody else.
For various reasons, my wife and I eventually wound up doing most of our non farmer's market shopping at a large Cub Foods about four miles to west. This was not an ideal solution.
Now we're living in Longfellow, and I've discovered a completely different aspect to the clean, well-stocked Rainbow up on Lake Street and Minnehaha. It's frequented by... everyone. White, black, Asian, Middle Eastern the struggling, the middle-class, the wealthy old, young, middle-aged name a category, and a representative is probably strolling the aisles somewhere.
I like it. Let me restate that. I love it. It reminds me of moving to Brooklyn, riding the subway, and realizing that everybody takes the subway to get everywhere. There are a lot of things to dislike about modern America, and one of the most annoying is that folks tend to separate from one another, centrifuging apart into places where we don't even need to look at someone from a different race and/or economic class, let alone do business with them.
Posted by James Norton at May 1, 2008 1:15 AM | Comments (2)
One bite and it was all over. Seriously, I think this may be the world's greatest living cookie. Here's why:
1. It has a deep cocoa flavor that's not too sweet.
2. And a hint of salt, which gives it a little edge.
3. Though the cookie wasn't hot, it had the textural qualities of fresh-from-the-oven: a crisp edge and crackled surface, and a center that's soft, pliable, and studded with chocolate hunks.
4. I'm a sucker for anything sprinkled with sugar on top.
Within seconds, my friend and I devoured the cookie, then immediately went back to the counter and bought another. And ever since, I've been finding excuses to plan my routes past Rustica. The bittersweet chocolate cookie is the best way to spend a dollar in this city.
Posted by Rachel Hutton at April 30, 2008 1:42 PM | Comments (2)
Let's say that you've got an addiction to pizza, and twenty bucks burning a hole in your pocket. The solution? Quite possibly, buying a "pizza knife" (prosaic lowercase name courtesy of the company).
What does you $20 get you? Well, the kind folks at Van VacterTM (a product line of Lassen Scientific, Inc.) are happy to inform you that each pizza knife (the ultimate pizza cutterTM) uses patent pending Slicing-SlotsTM to cut cleanly through the pizza's molten cheese, leaving the dirty business of completing any given cut to the deadly-sounding Finishing WheelTM.
That blizzard of verbiage boils down to this: you get two pizza wheels in one. The big wheel has holes in it. The holes keep the cheese from sticking to the wheel when it cuts. The small wheel, which trails the big wheel at a respectful distance and looks like a training wheel, completes your cut and eliminates the need to drag your pizza cutter back and forth, over and over again.

Does it work? Absolutely. This is a beautiful piece of pizza-cutting technology. Overly wordy and arguably overpriced, but absolutely beautiful. If you see one on special (quite likely) or at a rummage sale (far less likely), snatch it up.
Posted by James Norton at April 29, 2008 1:01 AM | Comments (2)
Read the review and then make your reservation--if you can get one.
Posted by Rachel Hutton at April 28, 2008 4:00 PM | Comments (0)
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