|Photo courtesy of ND Dept. of Commerce|
You can read Marilyn’s thoughts on the workshop here.
|Photo courtesy of ND Dept. of Commerce|
Greetings to you on this happy Friday.
I’d like to take a moment to share a few blogs that have recently crawled onto my reading list. Most of which, I’ve never referred to in my posts. I like reading these blogs because they are fun, authentic, and most importantly, unpretentious. I hope you enjoy.
He’s often in pursuit of the best burgers and explores a wide variety of independent, family-owned restaurants. His reviews are straightforward and frank. I’m always look forward to reading about the next supper club or tavern that he might visit next.
Find him on Twitter at @RoadTips
Smokin’, Chokin’ And Chowing With The King: All Things Food and Sports With Some Sins and Grins Thrown In
This Chicago-based blogger has also explored the outer reaches of Minnesota. I was captivated by his documentation of road trips through Northern Minnesota and along The Great River Road in Wisconsin. He sent me a tweet mentioning that he likes to go up north in the summers. Like the author of Road Tips, he also focuses on independent, family-owned restaurants. Both explore with the spirit of Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, minus the obnoxious shtick.
Find him on Twitter at @chibbqking
The Corporate Peon
Katey is a fellow, North Dakotan blogger who shares her life through sassy storytelling that is never, ever, ever boring. No sugar coating here and I find this refreshing.
Find her on Twitter @Katey911
North Dakota Kitchen
You won’t find any sarcasm or sass here. However, you will find that the most wonderful creations come from Shannon’s North Dakota Kitchen. The first page, alone, features homemade cranberry-pomegranate wine and a whimsical cake that looks like a movie theater bag of popcorn. Her photography is lovely and helpful. Plus, she was recently featured in a video produced by the Forum.
Find her on Twitter @shannoniolson
Fat Girl Hedonist: An Honest (Wo)man’s Perspective on Food. Sharing My South Florida Restaurant and Food Adventures
I find myself returning to this South Florida blog. I don’t have a particular connection to South Florida, having only visited Florida a couple times during my childhood. Regardless, I enjoy the author’s down-to-earth and balanced reviews of a diverse array of restaurants. The occasional recipes she tosses in are icing on the cake.
For more blogs I like to read, check out the list located in the column to your right.
I love a good story almost as much as I love good food.
At the TECHmunch conference in Minneapolis, Andrew Zimmern highlighted the importance of pairing good food with compelling stories. And not just any stories, but those no one’s ever heard before. When I’m searching for inspiration, I often turn to Chowhound discussion boards. In my favorite discussion of all time, individuals contribute memories of food haunts they tasted once and haven’t found since. I am both soothed and exhilarated by reading others’ accounts of foods so ethereal, they remain unforgettable, yet tragically out of reach. However, they’re all worthy of a lifetime of rediscovery.
I’m constantly inspired by those who participate in the Twin Cities’ vibrant Fortify, A Food Community. North Dakota’s community of food writers and bloggers may not yet be a force with enough leverage to be invited to restaurant tasting events, but this quickly growing group is compelling in its own right. Three of my favorite North Dakota food writers join me in sharing their own stories of food haunts in my first Q & A feature.
Check out the North Dakota bloggers community on Facebook or find us on Twitter with the hashtag #NDbloggers.
I’m often haunted by the food treasures I remember from my childhood and meals I enjoyed from afar. Now that I live in North Dakota, I’m haunted by my favorite foods from the Twin Cities. One day, when we leave North Dakota, I’ll be haunted by the foods I am presently taking for granted.I have a love-hate relationship with travel. I crave exploration to no end, yet am simultaneously terrified by it. Considering that I may have some manifestation of agoraphobia and become convinced I will face untimely death when I journey away from home, it’s impressive I even made it to China. After a 12 hour flight, a two hour flight, an evening in a Guangzhou hostel, and an eight hour bus ride, my friend and I landed in Qinzhou. Twice, my friend took me to a tiny shop where we slurped spicy bowls of noodle soup that cost about 30 US cents. Rice noodles, fresh greens, pickled vegetables, and fried tofu pouches floated in an atomic red broth. Although my friend asked the woman to only add a tiny splash of spicy liquid from her bubbling cauldron, my soup was still was so skalding I could only eat in tiny, painful bites.
More recently, I traveled to Puebla with a few friends. We were spoiled by our proximity to restaurants specializing in Tacos Al Pastor. This was the real deal. For Pueblans, making Tacos Al Pastor does not equal throwing raw, marinated meat bits on a grill. Instead, they roast towering cones of local pork. These meat cones are then shaved into tacos ready to be topped with pineapple, doused in lime, sprinkled with salt, and drizzled with spicy salsas. If I am lucky, my life will include opportunities to taste these treasures again, but more realistically, I’ll have to endure the haunting.
Brianna, Don’t Eat Crap
My husband and I took a trip to Philadelphia for our one year dating anniversary. We had many popular food places on our agenda but little did I know my favorite food would be served at the Philadelphia Eagles game. Chickie’s & Pete’s world famous Crabfries are amazing. I am a french fry addict so it wasn’t hard to fall in love with these unique fries. The hot and steamy french fries that are crisp on the outside and flaky on the inside makes me weak at the knees. When we were approaching the stadium we overheard a conversation between two gentleman where one man was telling the other he would have to try these fries. He continued with, “They were the best food in the stadium.” I knew instantly I had to have them.