First Harvest

Radishes from the garden. They look at lot different than what I buy in the store, but I was told that they're really supposed to grow in sandier soil... and we just have regular ol' soil here.

I'm not sure with the collard greens and swiss chard. When are they ready to harvest? I'm contemplating cutting the collard greens before the bugs completely eat them all. The slugs are a huge issue this year- I have the beer set out and I was spraying soap water like crazy.

Perfect

Essa bagel. Chicken salad on an everything bagel.

Rainy Weekend

Of all the weekends to be rain filled, this had to be it. Instead of staying home and studying like the good student I am, I headed up to Troy and joined M in some rainy activities.

This place is oookay. I didn't want to each too much since we were going out for dinner later on. M will never get anything new, so I don't need to mention what he ordered. I went with the taco salad. Not bad, but the meat was too dry for my tastes. I didn't like the bowl, so M took care of that one for me. The vegetarian ate the fried tortilla that was full of meat. Oh my word.

Riverfest! I was only interested in Mike Doughty. And of course it's a downpour for his set. But I sucked it up and happily listened. It seemed like everyone around us brought coolers and were knocking back the alcoholic goodness. Should have thought of it.

Apparently there was a contest. I really liked the Where the Wild Things Are entry... when is that movie coming out again?

Eleni's Pancake House (Montvale, NJ)

It's always a good thing when something reminds you of home. This rings true for M, since he's an East Coast transplant. I had mentioned there being a pancake house nearby and he insisted we eat there. With no other options to trump this, I readily agreed.

What are pancake houses supposed to be, exactly? Is it supposed to be IHOP-ian in nature, with some Waffle Housian touches? Or maybe using "pancake house" hides the fact of what it really is- a diner. You walk in and you get the whole diner feeling. But this wasn't a crappy diner feel... this was a nice diner feel.

Right off the bat, M liked this place. We arrived at the tail end of breakfast on a Sunday so the restaurant was chock full of old people. The hostess seated us in a quieter section and we scanned the menu. They have a lot to offer, and a decent breakfast menu. I ordered a corned beef hash and cheddar omlet, and M had the artichoke mozzarella omlete, which is pictured below.

Take a look at that. That is a heck of a lot of artichokes! Their portions are huge and relatively inexpensive. And the home fries... oh, the home fries!

Tasty

 

  

 

Repeat Performance

Took M and A to Potato Republic for their birthdays. Good times, as usual. I ordered their linguine with white clam sauce. Very good. Could have done without the itty bitty bread slice that came with the pasta.

Mmmm.

Hobo Fail.

They were off their A-game yesterday.