A Pint of Prevention

Like most Americans, I’m fascinated with the drinking culture of Great Britain. Not only do the British drink a whole lot, but more importantly, our friends in the UK seem to really enjoy drinking as much as anybody possibly can. In fact, the British Home Office paid for research into a safer pint glass that will make drinking even more enjoyable.

Imagine this, you are someplace in London drinking one of the 126 Million pints of beer severed in throughout the UK every week. Somehow you break your glass. This could have led to tragedy as official figures record 5,500 attacks a year with beer pint glasses (Nerdy Statistical note: this leads to a 0.00008394% chance that the guy next to you is going to attack you with his pint of Boddingtons). Does that seem like a lot to you? Now, however, the governments new hybrid safety glass (coming to a pub near you) can be broken, but held together like a car windscreen with a layer of plastic.  That’s right – safety glass for beer pints.

Cheers to the Brits! Bottoms Up!

Mystery of the Greatest Sandwich Ever

Having recently posted a few times about sandwiches, I’ve been feeling a bit reflective.  What makes a good sandwich?  Or rather, what makes the BEST sandwich?

The greatest sandwich that has ever crossed my lips is undoubtedly the roast beef sandwich from Quartermaster’s Deli in New Orleans, LA.  Hands down.  No questions.  Why no good photos?  Blame it on a broken camera.  Or…blame it on greater forces.  Forces in the universe that would prevent the revelation of such beauty to internet masses that cannot savor or smell it.  Or maybe Todd just dropped his camera the night before….

Seems fitting, though.  This sandwich (and the deli that makes it) is purely amazing.  Great people and customer service.  Wonderful bread, fantastic quality meat and side dishes – the mac and cheese is outstanding, and something else.  But mainly…it is just something I can’t quite figure out.  After three trips to this place…I may never fully understand the magic.  Maybe that’s what makes a good sandwich a good sandwich.  The mystery of it…

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Seriously…best sandwich ever.  Like eating a pile of love.  Roasted love. With beef on it.

Quartermaster Deli
1100 Bourbon Street [several blocks from most of Bourbon Street's debaucherous melee]
New Orleans, LA 70116

Cleaning out Grandma’s Liquor Cabinet

So my grandmother just moved out of one of my favorite American cities – Baltimore!  Home of the Wire, the Orioles, the best Blue Crab in this galaxy, a fantastic NFC defense, and…apparently…one of the most interesting old-school liquor collections I’ve ever seen.  If you’ve moved as much as I have – you know that it isn’t fun at all.  Moving lots of glass is even less fun – especially when it is filled with the remains of rare and mysterious liqueurs and bitters.  So here are a few gems that we discovered.

The first of this mysterious collection came in the form of a strange apertif – “Palo Morey”?  Anyone have any ideas what this is?

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Note the tools required to uncork...

My meager attempt at a web search revealed what seems to be a similar liqueur:

Palo de Mallorca –  a spirit obtained by the maceration and/or infusion of cinchona bark and gentian root (gentina lutea) with sugar, caramelized sucrose and ethyl alcohol. Its name is derived from cinchona bark (also known as palo quina), which originally came from South America and became known in Spain thanks to the Countess of Chinchón. Cinchona bark contains various different substances like quinine, which gives it a bitter, astringent taste but has antipyretic and anti-malarial properties.

It turns out that this stuff was actually still drinkable, although I’m fairly sure that determining this took several months off my life.  It is incredibly interesting to see how thick this type of liqueur becomes over time.  It’s hard to see in the photo, but this thing had LEGS – about the viscosity of a thin molasses or WD-10.

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Anyway – we tossed it.  I’m really hoping that one of you dedicated readers doesn’t tell me that the bottle was worth 30 grand.  Moving on…

Next on the block was pretty much the coolest wine bottle ever, containing the most destroyed cork and oxidized wine known to man.  This was a 1965 Château Cissac, a winery in the Moulis-en-Médoc appellation (or “controlled wine area”) of the larger Bordeaux wine region of France.  Odds on this was a pretty good wine during its day.  Now…no longer so…


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All those little pieces in the sink are from my repeated attempts to get the cork out without pushing it into the wine.

This wine did have what I think is on of the greatest wine labels I’ve ever seen.  Talk about classy.

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Has anyone ever had to clear out old liquor cabinets?  Any interesting finds?

I want this coffee maker

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Those who know me know that I certainly enjoy a delicious cup of coffee every once in a while (every day, all day).  So imagine my glee when I stumbled into a coffee shop at the corner of Touro and Royal St in the Faubourg Marigny neighborhood of New Orleans (this place apparently doesn’t actually exist since it is impossible to find on Google maps/anywhere on the interwebs).  Before me stood the coolest coffee maker…ever.

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Beep beep boop beep. I will make your coffee in 1.61 seconds. I will also try not to take over this coffee shop and kill all humans. Beep beep boop.

I asked the girl working at the shop where they got this thing – apparently it had been used for years as a movie prop and the owner found it, fixed it, and now uses it to make one mean cup -o- joe.

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Urge to kill humans growing! GROWING!

This place also definitely had a great vibe…

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mmm...coffee out of a weirdo mug!

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