Updates!

I sense that a large portion of the population is wondering what’s going on in the world of American Cheese these days. Well no worries, I got yo back! Three, count ‘em, 3 important updates to share!

Wahoo!!!!

1)  So last weekend was the Bourdain & Ripert event that I mentioned I would attend. I didn’t quite know what to expect heading in, I just hoped that it would be entertaining. Boy was it ever!  A recap of what I learned:

  • John McEnroe is the only person banned from dining at Le Bernardin. Perhaps it had something to do with this, but Ripert indicated that it goes beyond the rough appearance on Letterman.
  • The Situation, of all people, has had a private tour of the Le Bernardin kitchen. Bourdain made it a point to give Ripert shit for this.
  • Bourdain doesn’t dislike Guy Fieri. He would feel bad for anyone “who has to wake up every morning, throw on a flame suit, and eat denver omelets at a bunch of diners, drive-ins, and meth labs.”
  • Bourdain and Ripert dislike Paula Deen and her portrayal of “southern cookin”.
  • Bourdain describes the worst tasting dish he ever sampled on Top Chef as what he imagines felching would taste like. I won’t provide a link for that one.

2)  Tomorrow night, Ratty and I are heading to Incanto for dinner.  I hear they do some funky things with their meat (TWSS).  Chris Cosentino seems like he knows his stuff, so my expectations are pretty high! By the way, I strongly believe that the meat cone at Boccalone for $3.50 is one of the best deals in the city.

Boccalone meat cone!

3)  Right now I’m eating Trader Joe’s beef bolognese ravioli. They’re disgusting edible.

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Eric “the ripper” Ripert

Eric Ripert has that look about him. It’s hard to describe… but it’s essentially the look when you are intrigued by the smell of your own farts. Borderline in love with the smell.

It’s not something he can help either. It’s a permanent look on his face. It is his face. He’s always sniffing his farts, and he’s generally satisfied with the results. You shouldn’t expect anything less from a chef of his caliber.

I’m blessed enough to have the privilege  to see “the ripper” himself tomorrow night, talking about food, with none other than Anthony Bourdain.

I can’t wait for this show; food lovers everywhere should be envious. Who’s smelling their own farts now!?!

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Super Bowl

I don’t know who is more nervous tonight…

Me, for how my Brisket will turn out…

Or Eli, for how he will recover after choking tomorrow…

… Go Pats (by default)!!!

 

 

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The Fremont Diner

I did it! I finally found the best lunch spot in the bay area!!!

On the way back from a shmeh filled weekend in Yountville, Ratty and I stopped at The Fremont Diner, which we had eyed on the way out there.  There was quite a line of people outside, and luckily, we decided to wait it out.

I know what you’re thinking… “If it’s so good, how come Guy Fieri hasn’t been there yet?”

Ummm probably because he’s not welcome inside. I wouldn’t let that oversized porcupine run his mouth in my hidden gem either.

Take a look at the menu and tell me it doesn’t sound amazing.

“Ohhh David I’ve had a lot of good lunches in the bay area. How’s ya know this is THE best?”

Seriously negative fucking nancy, knock it off. Just take my word for it…

My gal and I had the pimento cheese plate, reuben sandwich, and whole hog (pork sandwich). Everything was, for lack of a better phrase, out of bounds. I haven’t brushed my teeth since devouring this meal. The taste is mostly gone now, but hopefully I’ll find a good chunk of leftovers when I go to floss in a few weeks.

The Fremont Diner could give me a completely mediocre meal the next time I go, and I would still consider it the best lunch spot in the bay.  Go. Rent a car if you have to. Take a taxi, I’ll reimburse you. Just go.

Pimento Goodness

 

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6 reasons why Bradley Cooper definitely isn’t the sexiest man alive

In response to this post that everyone seems to be blabbing about, I present to you the REAL reasons why Bradley Cooper isn’t the sexiest man alive. No, it’s not because Ryan Gosling is sexier; that’s just a bunch of bologna. If this were a fair competition, I argue that American Cheese himself would easily take the cake. The proof is in the pudding.

 

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Here we go again…

At this rate, I think a more appropriate name for this blog would be “To Hell with Paula Deen”.

Maxim Magazine just named Paula Deen the hottest female chef.  Am I missing something? Are we talking about the same person?

I don’t really have anything else to say about this.  I feel bad for Giada.

Check out Deen being a creep to Matt Lauer here.

Her laugh haunts me.

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The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

When it comes to The Food Network, their shows and “stars” can be placed into any of three categories: good, bad, and ugly. Let’s get into it!

THE GOOD

  • Iron Chef: The only show that I consistently watch on TFN.  It’s fun watching Morimoto, Bobby Flay, and Mario Batali create five awesome looking dishes in just an hour.  I love trying to guess what the secret ingredient will be before it’s revealed. I’ve never gotten it right, but I’ll keep trying.  ”And the secret ingredient is…… rat poison!!!”


  • Barefoot Contessa: I wish I knew Ina Garten. She seems like one of the nicest people alive. And her voice!!! So soothing.


  • Giada DeLaurentiis: Ahem.


THE BAD

  • Paula’s Best Dishes: Yes, the name of this show is an oxymoron, as I’ve said before. Mrs. Deen is a pervert and makes disgusting food.  Nuff said.


  • Semi-Homemade Cooking: Sandra Lee is bad. Really bad.  She hardly cooks, yet TFN refers to her as a “culinary expert”. A culinary expert that creates such culturally sensitive dishes like the Kwanzaa Cake.


THE UGLY

  • Guy Fieri and Anne Burrell.  Are they for sure not related? Not twins?  They sure as hell are frightening to look at.

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