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Revisiting a Food Classic – Hormel’s SPAM(tm)

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Revisiting a Food Classic – Hormel’s SPAM(tm)

Posted on 11 November 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

Where do I begin this yarn?  Wandering the aisles of WalMart in Vancouver, WA,  at 1AM last night?  Or a childhood memory of a meat packing plant tour in Austin, MN?

I guess we begin………at the beginning.

SPAM ™ Luncheon Meat was officially launched by the George A. Hormel Company of Austin, Minnesota, in 1937.

As a boy, I knew a bit about Hormel – Austin was my mother’s home town, and in some shape or form, every resident of Austin had their life touched by Hormel.

In the case of my mother’s family, her father, a serial entrepreneur a century before the term was conceived, had to find unique ways for his businesses to survive during the depression.   People that needed his goods or services occasionally paid with shares they had received or purchased in Hormel.  My mother was a  proud and very loyal stockholder and consumer of Hormel until her last days.  SPAM(tm) and other Hormel products were regularly served in our household.

That was my initial exposure to the product.  Our annual trips to visit my grandparents, on at least one occasion, included a tour of the massive Hormel plant;  watching cattle get slaughtered to become delicious products, certainly made an indelible impression on me, but obviously not a negative one.

Fast forward a decade and a half or so, and I was in boarding school that was located within a short distance of Austin, and SPAM ™ was on our Sunday breakfast menu, without fail.  This could have taken place for one of two reasons: 1) SPAM(tm) is very economical, or 2) we happen to have a couple of kids at our school that shared the same last name as the food giant.

SPAM(tm) was created for two reasons:  to utilize pork shoulders, which hadn’t been traditionally used in fresh meat production, and to come up with a way to produce a viable canned meat product.  A few years later, ham was added to the mix, and the recipe remains the same to this day, with the exception is there are now many ‘different’ varieties of SPAM(tm).

The product gained great popularity throughout mainstream America in the post WW2 era, as servicemen were exposed to it during the conflict.  It was, and remains, extremely popular in Hawaii due to its wide distribution during the war.

SPAM(tm) is used in a wide variety of preparations. It’s fully-cooked right out of the can, and can be eaten directly, on its own, in a sandwich and so on.  Lightly fried, it make an economical substitute for any choice of breakfast meat.  You can chop or dice it for salads or soups.

Every once and awhile, the public needs to be ‘re-educated’ as to the benefits of using SPAM(tm).  I remember a funny radio campaign from the 70s, which featured radio ad superstars “Dick and Bert” (creators of radio comedy serials “Chickenman” and “The Tooth Fairy”), in which they explained the merits and ingredients of SPAM(tm).  Funny stuff.

So last night I bought a can.  It was on an end cap in the register aisle at Walmart, for less than $2.50.  Impulse.  Fried up this AM for breakfast.

A good impulse.  To check out the many varieties of SPAM(tm) available today, hit your local supermarket or the online shop.

Looking for good, wholesome family fun?  Check out the SPAM(tm) Fest in Austin, MN, each summer around the 4th of July, and take in a visit to the Spam Museum!

( SPAM(tm)  is a registered trademark of Hormel.  The photo above is from the Hormel website).

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Remembering a Romantic Meal in Portland

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Remembering a Romantic Meal in Portland

Posted on 01 November 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

In my opinion (and I have a lot of them) one has to ‘create’ romance in Portland restaurants.  There isn’t a single place that caters solely to upmarket, dressed to the nines, cooing diners in love.  At least not that I have found, and I’ve asked around as well.

Portland is a casual city.  You and your date can be in gowns, jewels, and a tux, and sitting beside you in (even an expensive) at the restaurant will be a guy in a t-shirt, cut-offs, and flip flops.  And a baseball cap.  I spoke to the maitre’d of one of the old timey fancy places, he banned hats for awhile, and his biz dropped off significantly.  Pity.

So a few months ago, I wanted something special – Mrs. Burgerdogboy and I were celebrating our 5th anniversary, and I wanted great food, ambiance, and privacy.  What to do?  What to eat?  Where to go?

Well, for sure, dinner would have to include some of her favorite things.  And we’re fond of small plates, so it could be a mash-up of cuisines, how to arrange that?

I like city lights, think that’s a romantic setting, but I also like dining al fresco.  What a conundrum!

I would have to create my own menu, my own situation, my own atmosphere, and I set out to do that.

One thing was for sure, our night would involve one of the Kimpton Hotels here, we’ve been in them several times, including our wedding week.  Over the top service; yummy beds and furnishings.

I chose the Vintage Plaza.  I was making arrangements a couple months in advance, so I hoped I would have my choice of some of their special rooms.  I tried. I scored.  Ah, the garden spa suite.  A great room, nice bed, and a private hot tub on  a deck overlooking the city!  God, I’m romantic.  Mrs. Burgerdogboy LOVES hot tubs.

Plus the Pazzo Restaurant downstairs and from room service?  We love that place.  We once ordered their entire happy hour menu.  And great pizza!  (In case you didn’t know, BurgerDogBoy loves him some pizza!)

We checked in, and jumped in the hot tub.   After a fashion, we exited the tub for our own happy hour with adult beverages.   While Mrs. BDB was relaxing with a cocktail, I headed out for our anniversary dinner, rounding a couple of blocks nearby, picking up the bone marrow appetizer at Little Bird, and an order of mussels, and grabbed deluxe assortment of sushi down the street.

My arrival was timed to coincide with a few delights from Pazzo, and we had a sumptious meal, and spent most of the balance of the night in the hot tub.  Seems there was a sign that said we should limit our time in the spa, but oops.  We didn’t follow the rules, watched the sunset, the downtown lights come on, and had a wonderful evening.

Oh sure, blingy-type presents were involved, too.

I’m a romantic.  Sometimes you have to create romance, sometimes you can spend some dough, but sometimes it takes just the most simple gestures.

I love my wife with all my heart.  And I will treasure the romance she has shown me until the day I draw my last breath.

 

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Your Last Meal Request?

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Your Last Meal Request?

Posted on 22 October 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

Green Chile Cheeseburger, Bobcat Bite, Santa Fe
Green Chile Cheeseburger, Bobcat Bite, Santa Fe

(Short link to full story for mobile readers) From time to time, someone writes an article about “oddball” last meal requests by condemned prisoners.  It was in the news again recently because Texas has now banned last meal requests – unless it is something normally offered or fixed in the prison’s kitchen.

Some examples of final meals include:

  • Lawrence Russell Brower: two chicken-fried steaks, a bacon cheeseburger, an omelet, barbecued meat, fried okra,  fajitas, pizza, ice cream, and peanut butter fudge
  • Teresa Lewis: fried chicken, sweet peas, Dr. Pepper,  and German chocolate cake
  • John Wayne Gacy: deep fried shrimp, a bucket of KFC, French fries, and a pound of strawberries
  • James Edwards Smith, who was executed in Texas in June 1990, takes the prize for one of the strangest last meal requests: a lump of dirt.
  • Victor Feguer: a single, unpitted olive
  • Timothy McVeigh: two pints of mint chocolate chip ice cream

So here’s this week’s thought provoker:  since most people are very passionate about their favorite hamburgers, hot dogs, and pizza, if you, for any reason, where able to have a last meal consisting of one of these three favorites, what would your choice be, from where, and why?

My own?   Pizza, definitely from my home-town favorite:  Sammy’s, a local chain in the Upper Midwest.  I’d order a sausage and pepperoni pie with green olives.

Hot dogs?  Also day with my hometown favorite,  Original Coney Island.  My last hamburger?  That would pose a dilemma for me, there are so many great ones in the country these days.  If I had to choose one from the burgers I have had in the past year, it would definitely be the Bobcat Bite in Santa Fe!

How about you?  If you had to choose one final hamburger, hot dog, or pizza, let us know what it is, and where from?

 

 

 

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Portland, OR – Sunshine Tavern

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Portland, OR – Sunshine Tavern

Posted on 12 October 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

Sunshine Tavern Pepp Pizza

Had a great time at a private fete at Sunshine Tavern in Portland on Saturday afternoon. I’m sure I will return, it’s a menu made just for me!

We were served a wide variety of dishes, and overall my favorite was Sunshine’s take on the national dish of Canada, poutine. Sunshine’s version adds Italian pork sausage to the gravy, and it was absolutely superb. They have mastered the art of keeping hand-cut fries very crisp, even when bathed in gravy, no easy feat!

We had a couple slices of pepperoni pizza, and that was grand, for my likes, as you know, are cracker thin crust, and Sunshine’s fit that description, crispy on the edges, chewier working inward. Loved it.

Finally, we had bits of the fried chicken sandwich, and washed it all down with slushee margaritas (wow!).

Looking foward to heading back for brunch and dinner items, including their burger, pork belly sandwich, chicken and waffles, and their biscuits and gravy, which features the same Italian sausage gravy as the fries!  Sunshine will be one of my new regular hangouts, no question!

Sunshine Tavern Cheese Fries w/ Gravy

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Portland, OR – Golden Touch (Redux)

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Portland, OR – Golden Touch (Redux)

Posted on 02 October 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

On occasion, Mrs. BDB gets a bug in her craw (WTF does that mean?) about breakfast out on the weekends. We usually make an elaborate production of breakfast at home on either Saturday or Sunday, an homage to my family tradition of same.

Saturday breakfast was a meal my family almost always enjoyed together, and usually it was a family production, with my dad leading the effort. This was the only meal he cooked during a given week, with two exceptions: he was in charge of the grill, on the few days a year that Northern Minnesota summers allowed that – and he was in charge of (most) fish, of which there was plenty served in my household.

The exception to his fish manipulation was Friday nite dinner, usually fish sticks or blocks of frozen haddock, which fell under my mother’s normal purview, and one of the 26 or so meals she had in the family rotation.

I digress.

As you probably know, Mrs. BDB has been big on Groupon and Living Social promos lately (in fact our Saturday afternoon socializing was courtesy of her and Living Social – ceramics painting), so we thumbed through our coupons looking for a breakfast deal, and of course, as it usually goes, all of our BOGOs and such for breakfast had expired the previous day.

So we ran down the street to the Golden Touch Family Restaurant, a place we had visited once before for a weekday lunch.

We knew we’d get standard diner breakfast fare, and we’re about to have the patience (or at least she knew I wouldn’t) to hit the popular PDX weekend places, nor would I have the lack of intelligence to once again hit the Original Pancake House, which is also nearby.

We were seated in the back again, and by coincidence, we were waited on by the same veteran server that had taken care of us on our previous visit.  We knew service would be above most people’s reports for this establishment.  Our waitress has been at Golden Touch forever, and is accomplished and joyful in her work choice.

Mrs. BDB went with Swedish pancakes (another homage to my father? LOL), the Scandinavian version of the crepe, thin cakes, usually served with a dollop of sweet or savory toppings and whipped cream.  She opted for blueberries, and passed on the cream.

I went with Chicken Fried Steak, accompanied by two perfectly done over easy eggs, white toast, hash browns of the shredded variety, the steak bathed in sausage gravy.   The taters at Golden Touch are served crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, without any special seasoning.

The “steak” is ample in  size, maybe 6 oz, with a light breading, and mildly seasoned.   The toast comes butter with a couple choices of food service preserves.

It’s an adequate meal, tho the best Chicken Fried Steak in Portland is served up at Slappy Cakes, in my opinion.

I dutifully jabbed and mopped my yolks with my toast (my mother would have had a fit witnessing this), and devoured the steak, barely touched the potatoes (I am trying to watch carbs).

They were trying out a new blend of coffee that day, and we thought it was pretty OK, which is a big deal, considering Mrs. BDB thinks diner coffee belongs in the category of “warm brown water.”   She got her jones for fancy caffeine later in the day at Chuck’s in Lake O. (Vanilla latte, if you must know).  Chuck’s is a purveyor of our most favoritest brand, Illy, from Trieste,  Italy.

Breakfast for two, about $24, including tip.  I am sure we will return.

 

 

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Pillsbury Heat and Eat Breakfast Biscuits

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Pillsbury Heat and Eat Breakfast Biscuits

Posted on 20 September 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

I often carp to anyone within spitting distance, “why are there only sausage and egg breakfast sandwiches in the frozen food?  Why doesn’t anybody make a bacon and egg one?

Well, someone at Pillsbury heard me, and came out with Bacon, Egg, Cheese Biscuits, a 2.5 minute microwave affair.   They come in two separate pieces, which you heat, and then “carefully lift one section onto the top of the other with a fork!” (so say the instructions).

I did.  And I did.  And I let it rest for a bit.

Bite.  Flavor?  Pretty good.  Bacony? Yep.  Eggy and cheesey?  Yep.  All three ingredients were diced, which is kind of strange, but it must have something to do with the cooking process.

And the biscuit?  Hey, come on, Pillsbury is the 900 pound canary in the biscuit segment, right?  These HAD to be good.

Not.  They are “gummy.”  Same problem as any sausage and egg sandwich I have tried.  Not sure why. Not sure why they can’t use one of those “magic heating trays” to give a little toasted crispness to the outside of the biscuit.

But it’s like eating glue.

Sorry folks, fail. I won’t be back.

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10 Pounds of Bacon, $5.49

10 Pounds of Bacon, $5.49

Posted on 30 August 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

No, it’s not some anniversary special price roll-back for a grocery
store.
It’s what Homer Simpson could consume  at the Shoney’s Breakfast Buffet. (“Ah, gee, Marge, you promised we could have  pork SIX nights a week!”)

But why stop at bacon?  Load up on patty  sausage, thick-sliced country ham, artery-clogging biscuit gravy or white sauce,  light flaky biscuits that settle in your stomach like mini bowling balls,  scrambled eggs with 20-30 omelet-type toppings, pancakes, cereals, and one or  two things that are actually good for you.

You can do this every morning of the week at  Shoney’s, beginning at 6AM – or you can do it once in your lifetime, truly go  overboard, get that Homer Simpson glazed look on your face -  ‘arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhh, baconnnnnnnnnnnn’ and then call  911.

What’s the point of writing about someplace  like this?  Genealogy.  Inquiring minds want to know from whence Shoney’s  sprung.  Don’t they?

Sherman, set the wayback machine for post-WW2  Los Angeles…..cars are whizzing, suburbs are forming, the commuter generation  has got to eat, and at least one Angelean, Bob Wian, in suburban Glendale,  figured it would be better to feed all those drivers than to be one.  He sold  his car, and opened a small restaurant called “Bob’s Pantry.”   Members of an  orchestra, playing in the area, stopped into Bob’s one night and asked him if he  could dream up something different than the “plain hamburger.”

(Readers Query:  “Peter, what’s the deal here?   You start out about Shoney’s in New Orleans, then we are in suburban LA with double burgers -  what’s the connection?) (Eds. reply: I’m getting to it!)

One day, a chubby boy walked into the now  successful restaurant, Wian recalled.  He was so amused by the boy, his  jocularity, his love of the new sandwich, that Wian started calling him “Big Boy.”  And thought – “why not call the hamburger Big Boy?”  And he  did.

A sandwich innovation was born.  A restaurant  chain was born:  “Bob’s Big Boy.”  The oldest surviving original location (built in ’49) is a historical landmark, located on Riverside Drive in Burbank, not far from Warner Brothers.  It has been completely restored to its former glory, a great example of the combination of 40s modern architecture, and the beginning of the 50s free-form design period.  It’s noted for its spectacular 70  foot tall Big Boy sign out front.   Beautiful moss-green terrazzo walkways  surround the building.  The fully intact cantilevered, boomerang-shaped steel awning, reminiscent of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Taliesin, covers what was originally  drive-in parking.

While all this buzz was happening on the West  Coast, a guy named Alex Schoenbaum opened his first drive-in restaurant in  Charleston, WV.  In 1951, Schoenbaum acquired the Big Boy franchise rights for the Southeast, and started growing the chain regionally.    Two years later, he  decides to launch his own concept restaurant, and in an employee contest, Alex’s  nickname, “Shoney” emerges as the victor in the naming rights game.  (Obviously  long before companies decided to plunk down 25 mil or so to name stadiums and
such).

1971 and Alex merges his company with Danner  Foods, the Big Boy franchisee in Nashville, and “Shoney’s Big Boy Enterprises”  is born, operating 130 Big Boy Restaurants throughout the  Southeast.

They start other concept chains, including  “Lee’s Famous Recipe Country Chicken” and “Captain D’s Seafood” and ten years later are operating 300 Big Boys.
And the moral of the story?

Well, haven’t quite figured that  out.  There must be one.

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Portland, OR – Slappy Cakes

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Portland, OR – Slappy Cakes

Posted on 21 April 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

 
 

Chicken Fried Bacon

Chicken Fried Bacon

If you haven’t hit Slappy Cakes in SE Portland, because you think it’s just for kids, you’ve missed one of the best breakfasts in town.

Although children of all ages will enjoy the concept of making their own pancakes right at the table – choose from a type of batter and a wide selection of both sweet and savory toppings, the full-service menu offers hidden breakfast gems the quality of which are rare on the Portland breakfast scene.

We ventured over on Wednesday morning (because we hear it can be a madhouse on weekends), with visiting nephew in tow, and he delighted in squeezing buttermilk pancake batter (out of a ketchup style condiment bottle) onto the griddle and tossing in chocolate chips and raisins. 

The batter and griddle are perfect for cooking up a batch of virtually no fail flapjacks, and the buttermilk cakes are great just on their own.

But delve into the full service menu offerings (adult beverages as well), and you’ll find great finds like chicken fried bacon with a caramel sauce; country fried steak with potatoes, crispy on the outside, pillowy soft inside, reminiscent of New Orleans famous “Brabant style” potatoes. Cover all that with sausage gravy. Man oh man.

Mrs. Burgerdogboy went with the Huevos Rancheros, and offered me a smidgen of a taste as she scarfed up her plate.  I have to say, it was delicious.   The concoction rests on a pile of ‘secretly-seasonsed’ beans which are to die for.

Other interesting choices include congee,  pork belly benedict, and an interesting sounding mushroom scramble.  Yes, veggie offerings as well.

Slappy Cakes, where have you been my entire breakfast life?  I am in love! 

 

Country Fried Steak and Potatoes

Country Fried Steak and Potatoes

 

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Van Nuys, CA  – Beeps

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Van Nuys, CA – Beeps

Posted on 18 April 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

At the intersection of Sherman Way and Woodley, Beeps has served the neighborhood and burger fans since 1952. We were across the street at Toys R Us, and I snapped a pick of Beeps and tweeted it, proclaiming “alas, no time this trip.” But when Mrs Burgerdogboy and her pals exited the toy store, and saw me gazingly longingly at the burger legend, they insisted that we have an early lunch, and I was oh so happy.

We ordered (over ordered) at the window and took a seat in the outdoor patio.  Was really happy to be sitting and eating outside in pleasant weather, after 6 months of Portland winter gloom.

For the four of us, one beef dip, one pastrami sub, one hot dog, two curly fries, two orange bangs, one regular burger, and more.

We had ordered in two tranches, and for some reason, half came, the other took some negotiating to get (cajoling?), but in the end, it all worked out.

I loved the beef dip.  I had been determined to get to Coles or Philippes in downtown Los Angeles this week, and didn’t make it, so I had a jones for a dip.  (Both Coles and Philippe’s purport to have invented the French dip).

Beep’s dip was top notch, real beef roast, a nice roll, and an ample serving of au jus to go with.  The curly fries were pronounced winners by all.    The burger, victim of a thumbed bun, and dressed to the nines – was a previously frozen machine formed patty, to my disappointment intitially, but actually tasty in its own right.

I’ll try to hit Beeps more often in my L.A. trips.  My office used to be a couple blocks away, and Beeps was one of my oases. It can be yours as well.

 
 

Beep's Chili Cheese Dog

Beep's Chili Cheese Dog

 

 
 

Beep's Beef Dip Sandwich

Beep's Beef Dip Sandwich

 

 

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Beverly Hills, CA – Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Co.

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Beverly Hills, CA – Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Co.

Posted on 30 March 2011 by BurgerDogBoy

Original Brooklyn Water Bagel CompanyThe company says no one can make bagels like folks in Brooklyn, and it’s because of the perfect water that Brooklyn has for bagel baking.  So they invented a Willy Wonka type machine that takes local water and makes it Brooklyn Water.  I have no clue what that means, but customers seem to like it, as Los Angeles Burger Reporter Larry Daniels checked out the new Beverly Hills location the other day.   That location is owned by the company’s new flack, Larry King,  former interview meister of CNN.  “Beverly Hills, Hello, you’re on the air.” (Or in the water).
 
The OBWBC bakery/cafe features fresh-baked over-sized bagels, bagel sandwiches, melts, chopped salads, muffins, and a signature iced-coffee that features ‘coffee ice cubes’.
 
Full menu is online.  The chain is on an expansion tear, with outlets open in FL, CA, and MD.  Good to know info?  If you live near an outlet and there is a local boil water edict, you can get up to 5 free gallons of water at one of their stores.
 
No word on whether Piers Morgan will open a competing shop.
 
262 S. Beverly Drive, in BH, Open 6-6, 8P closing on Fri and Sat., and coming soon to West Hollywood.
 
 
Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Company

Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Company

Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Company

Original Brooklyn Water Bagel Company

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