I Have Crab Cakes

Yes, these were already eaten

One thing that I will never be accused of is being motivated. I don’t mean that I don’t want to succeed, or put the work in to do it. I mean that in the social sense. I’m not a social planner. If there is a party or a event, I’ll go, but only when pushed to do it. It’s not that I don’t like the people I hang out with, I’m just lazy. Put a TV, the Internet and a bowl of chips and salsa in front of me, and I’ll show you want it means to be sedentary.

But this Monday, I was forced out of my element. Gansie had Monday off as a prize for working overtime to plan a conference. For days, we discussed possibilities and settled upon, what else, food. Not just any food, either, destination eating.

Our destination? Jimmy Cantler’s just outside of Annapolis, MD. Anyone reading in DC, it’s only about a 45 minute drive, depending how long it takes you to get to highway 50 East. But eating fresh seafood on a picnic bench by the water truly made it feel like we were on vacation.

This is the point in the blog post where you may feel the urge to write scathing comments…

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Fried From Fish

cartoonfish.jpgI’m such a procrastinator that when I was in college I went to a session on how not to procrastinate so I wouldn’t have to do my homework. My frosh/sophomore roommate, aka rooms, also struggled with this affliction. We dubbed our room the procrastination station, enticing all of our dorm friends to visit us (the constant supply of cookie dough in the mini-fridge helped) to help us avoid studying. (Side note – I’m going to visit rooms and her husband in Maine this coming weekend. Be on the lookout for my New England cooking adventures!)

Well, I still haven’t been cured from procastinationitis. The research journey of my latest Express feature will surely prove this point. I pitched to write about three different fish counters in the area. I had already eaten at Eamonn’s a few times, so I figured I could skip that place and write on memory. But I still had to try Tackle Box (from the hottie owner of Hook) and the classic lunch-counter, Crisfield. Slacking-contributer Tim had been talking up Crisfield for a very long time, and I was excited that I would finally be able to try it – and write about it.

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Please Don’t Steel My Trout

cilantro on trout

Alright, it’s 11:00, I usually go to bed around 9:30, and I didn’t even have a nap today, but live blogging made me realize how much I miss ES, so here comes my first post in quite some time. Also, I have to get back into it so I can start bragging about my fabulous garden to more than just my neighbors. Continue reading for this flippin’ delicious, easy and great for warm weather dinner.

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Black Squirrel

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It was a bit of a pain in the ass reviewing Black Squirrel. 80P first brought it to my attention when it got some press in the Post. Well, and the press declared that all food on Tuesday was *half off* !!

We ate some amazing, affordable fish dishes. And when I pitched it to review, we tried to go again on a double date with Tim and Alice. However that time the cheapness caught on (re: totally crowded) so the four of us were forced to eat at Red Rocks: an over-hyped pizza place where the pies are flimsy and the pepperoni is burnt. Ugh.

The next time 80 and I went to Black Squirrel it produced actual seats, but the new entree listing had already transitioned the fish off the menu. The wings were sad creatures – dry and lacking heat. But some of the food was totally worth its 50% off status. As were the Farrah Fawcett posters.

But alas, DCist just reported that the Tuesday special is a dead dog. Enjoy my outdated review nonetheless.

Cheap Eats: No Brunswick Stew [Express]

Photo: Cryptomundo

An Acceptable Cake for Dinner

Plated Fish Cakes

Since 80 went to all that trouble encasing two entire whole fish in a salt and egg white crust, I painstakingly went through the leftover fish—scraping and pulling and plucking—to salvage all of that delicious, moist meat for another dish. So while everyone was drinking our donated wine (thanks to Anna and Jeb who sent us back from their wedding weekend with more than half a case of leftover wine from the rehearsal dinner) I was at the dining room table, trying to avoid touching fish eyes and collecting bones.

And I actually knew what I wanted to make right away – fish cakes. I love crab cakes, but never think to buy packaged lump crab meat. I’d rather hammer away at the suckers during a crab boil and beer fest. It’s one of the things I most look forward to in the summer. That and laying out at the Jersey shore (or friends’ balconies. I will have a balcony or roof deck one day!)

I spied these two recipes and basically borrowed what I liked from each to create my version. Recipe post jump.

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Logan @ The Heights

DC USA

While you’re bitching about the pending commercial hell of DC USA—the new shopping center starring Target—and how it will ruin the neighborhood spirit, grab a bite to eat across the street at Logan @ The Heights. Take in the goth interior, reminiscent of a Meatloaf video, as you start in on the mussels, soaked in a creamy sauce and perfect for a bread-soaking session. Skip the fried baby artichokes, as they are oily and served in portions too small to justify the $8.50 price tag; also skip the Southern fried chicken (it’s dry) and the grilled salmon that seems to be served with Aunt Jemima (actually a “citrus-maple sauce”). Sandwiches are where it’s at here: both the burger and the pretend burger—eggplant and Portobella mushroom with feta and sun-dried tomato—are juicy and filling, and served with hand-cut fries.
For: Eating at a local joint before chain-restaurant hysteria sets in.
Entrees: $9-$22. 202-797 -7227. 3314 14th St, NW (Columbia Heights)

Originally in the Onion – AV Club / DC local edition

Photo: Flickr user, otavio_dc

Logan @ the Heights in Washington

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