OK, there were the holidays, we went away, and Father of Food is in the hospital. The family apologizes for not posting. I know you just can't wait to hear what we may be eating these days. Both Daughter of Food and Son of Food spent some time in Vegas this past week visiting Father. We tried some new things. Here's the quick report....
Buffet at Asia is a busy Mixed Asian food buffet at the corner of Flamingo and Eastern. The selection includes Sushi, Dim Sum dishes, Crabs Legs, Shrimp, Mongolian Barbecue, Thai, Chinese, Korean, and Japanese fare. The food was decent, if you picked from the trays that were fresh. I liked the Crab Won Tons and the Shrimp tempura, but the Pad Thai was barely unrecognisable as Pad Thai. The meal cost $12.00 for dinner and the kids ate for free. I didn't flip over this place, but I would go back.
4090 S Eastern Ave, Las Vegas, NV - (702) 650-0290
Another Buffet we had (it is Vegas after all), was the breakfast buffet at Boulder Station. Breakfast is breakfast, an amazing brunch this is not, however, and if you're hungry and your funds are limited, you should go. We took our family of four on Friday morning and ate all we could eat for under $12 including tip (3 and under eat free). It was a heck of a lot more satisfying than the Burger King meal we had the next day for $20. As far as breakfast buffets go, this one was fine, but I did not like the omelet I got, mainly due to low quality, stale cheese. The chunky applesauce was very tasty on my so-so potato pancake. The bacon was greasy. Did I mention the cost was less than $3.00 a person? In these economic times, it was fine, really.
The last place I'll mention was featured in a post last year and it's called Metro Pizza. We went to the Boulder Station location. The pepperoni didn't impress, but I would recommend the white pizza. We were not able to get the legendary salad Melissa mentioned in the comments of the earlier post. If you go on Friday night, you can "enjoy" the Kareoke at the bar across the way.
Boulder Station Buffet and
Metro Pizza at Boulder Station
4111 Boulder Hwy
Las Vegas, NV 89121
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Visiting Family in Vegas
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Why Glendale is One of the Awesomest Cities!!!
I owe this post and its colorful title to Friend of Food, Varoujan.
Last week the LA times ran the obituary for Irvine Robbins founder of the Ice Cream behemoth Baskin-Robbins. Where did Mr. Robbins have his very fist Ice Cream shop? Glendale California, of course. The Baskin-Robbins, "31 Flavors" chain of ice cream parlors started in Adams Square in 1945. According to Wikipedia, store #1 is at this address 1130 South Adams, which I've added to our Family of Food Map.
Bob's Big Boy was started in 1936 by Bob Wien Glendale as Bob's Pantry, Home of the Big Boy Burger. The Bob's Big Boy chain of hamburger restaurants started on East Colorado. According to the historical photograph to the right (found on the Big Boy website, thank you Big Boy) it looks like the original was at 900 East Colorado. I have added that location to our Family of Food Map.
These historically interesting franchises are great, but is Glendale still relevant in the franchise industry? Sure it is, Glendale is also the birthplace of the wildly popular Panda Express . Its first restaurant at the Glendale Galleria opened in 1983 and they are still serving up batches of Orange Chicken in the upstairs Food Court (there is another Panda Express in the downstairs food court and one across the street in the food court near the theaters). If you have never been to the Galleria... I've added it to the Family of Food Map.
In addition Glendale is home to the national headquarters of the Nestlé Corporation. Nestlé makes chocolate, of course, but it also makes Lean Cuisine, Stouffers, Juicy Juice, Libby's Pumpkin, and even Purina Dog Food. Nestlé USA is at 800 North Brand Boulevard, Glendale, CA 91203 and I have added that to the Map.
In the words of Varoujan, "Ah Glendale, what food concoction will you bring us next?"
Friday, February 22, 2008
A Seder Plate Box
As it relates to this blog, this week was a whirlwind of food in combination with family. Disaster brought me home. As I met with my grieving relatives and sympathetic friends, I was treated to a brief gastronomic tour of my childhood. It did what Comfort Food does best, providing a distractingly familiar sensation in the hind brain, capable of calming the rush of thought threatening to overwhelm the frontal lobe.
At the Shiva (the traditional gathering of a Jewish family after a death), the coconut bars made of chocolate, not yellow cake, found their way into my mouth as dessert and out of my mouth as conversation. The astoundingly fresh Raspberry Russian Tea Biscuits were both a sweet to savor and a souvenir to keep me reminiscing on better days. Whether from Pincus or Davis Bakery, the trays of cookies and pastries overflowed with sugar, butter, and kinship.
After visiting the cemetery, my husband and I took a trip to Ho Wah so I could share with him the pu pu platter with it's incredible beef teriyaki and barbecued spare ribs. I showed him the purity of a won ton soup unencumbered by wor bar embellishments rather simply accompanied by shrimp chips. My children loved the shrimp chips.
I went to Corky and Lenny's to meet with a cousin and got chopped liver and corned beef extra lean, the way our family always ordered it. And if you are a hard core Family of Food reader, you may wonder is the ceiling still covered in a mural of trees? Check the comments. Well, it's not. Although the decor has been modernized, the food is still great.
After eating and eating on this tour, I was too full to want more, so I met a friend at Tommy's on Coventry, just to have a place to gather. Thinking of how my waist was growing I resisted ordering the banana milkshake that is my favorite from this old haunt. Husband of Food ordered one of those legendary shakes with whole fresh bananas and my husband promised me two gulps and a sip to satiate my desire to taste. An extra shake came anyway. Somehow, that banana milkshake needed to be in my ever expanding belly. So in it went.
This constant tide of food kept me from facing the sad reality that one of the people I loved most on this Earth was truly gone. It was not until I was home when exhaustion and hunger finally broke the dam holding back emotion. As I unwrapped a small keepsake given to me, one that will remind me of so many gatherings at the table of my Aunt, I faced the truth.
