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San Diego Eating

Monday, October 25th, 2010
San Diego Harbor (Image based on Ewen and Donabel)

El Zarape
Right outside of the San Diego airport I went to eat late lunch in a small taquería, El Zarape. It was recommended by a San Diego native friend Eric. The taquería had charming non-chain ambience with the menu written on a blackboard. As recommended by Eric, I chose pork chili verde and fish tacos.

El El Zarape’s Menu

Food at El Zarape was exquisite and the salsas were amazing. My favorite sauce was the roasted tomato sauce. If I go there next time, I would order two of Eric’s other suggestions, chile relleno burrito and carne asada tacos. I didn’t get to try the other two places suggested by him, Cuatro Milpas and Cantina Mayahuel. According to him, servers in Cuatro Milpas don’t even speak in English – you order in Spanish for ridiculously great Mexican food. Cantina Mayahuel is supposed to be a quaint little tequila bar with great food, especially Tasajo style torta.

Pork chili verde and fish tacos at El Zarape with lots of salsa

I learned about the Gaslamp quarter in downtown San Diego from a stranger while waiting at the airport.  The Gaslamp district got its name from ubiquitous gas lamps used in San Diego from the late nineteenth to the early part of the twentieth centuries.

Gaslamp quarter in San Diego

Sultan Shawarma
The chicken shawarma sandwich at Sultan Shawarma in the Gaslamp quarter was a perfect pre-supper snack.  Shawarma is slow roasted meat grilled in a conical configuration on a big rotating skewer (like rotisserie).

Homemade Shawarma at Sultan Shawarma

Meat is usually marinated beforehand and is also flavored by adding onions and tomatoes on top of it. Maybe we were hungry at that time, but the homemade chicken shawarma was succulent and had a great flavor. One of the best shawarmas!

Chicken Shawarma at Sultan Shawarma

Dick’s Last Resort
We stopped by Dick’s Last Resort in Gaslamp quarter to get some drinks since it looked festive with all the Christmas lights. At first we were surprised by tongue in cheek service when our server tried to be rude. Later we realized the place was infamous Dallas based Dicks last resort chain, which resorts to funny and rude service. That’s why napkins were tossed everywhere to appear like no one cares – however the bathrooms were clean.

Dicks Last Resort in San Diego with inset  of floor

A meal of deep fried alligator bites and some other fried stuff went smoothly with their 24 oz Miller Lite drink special.  Our server tried to be rude and funny, although sometimes it came out offensive, but we still tried to have some fun with him. I can see that some people had funnier servers. Surprisingly, the service was decent even though they were supposed to be rude. It’s a fun place, but not for everyone.

Gator bites at Dicks Last Resort

Kono’s Café had the longest line for breakfast in Pacific Beach. They were serving amzing looking sub-five dollar egg burritos.

Breakfast crowd outside Konos Cafe

Cafe Coyote
Old town San Diego with museums and shops surrounded by agave plants is a definite tourist attraction.  We were drawn to Cafe Coyote after we saw a lady making fresh tortillas right on the patio outside the restaurant. A couple of tortillas were just a few dollars and there were a lot of  flavor options.  It was one of the best tortillas I ever had. The accompanying optional sauces made it my favorite place to snack in Old town, San Diego.

A A lady making fresh tortillas on patio of Cafe Coyote with inset of tortillas

After that snack, we went to another Mexican restaurant for a meal. The restaurant remains nameless. However, being a Mexican restaurant in a border town, I was expecting a decent meal. Sadly, I have to report that it was one of the worst Mexican meals I ever had. Maybe it was a fluke but I was disappointed.

Next on the list was to try some of the west coast chains.

La Salsa
La Salsa, a Los Angeles based Mexican food chain, is, according to my California based cousin, famous for their fresh salsa bar.

La Salsa in Coronado Beach

Their taco salad and quesadillas were decent. Most importantly, I was surprised by their frozen alcoholic Margarita. It was better than I expected – maybe because I like margaritas with a slightly higher volume of tequila.

Mexican fast food at La Salsa

Yard House
Our early happy hour started at the Yard House in the gas lamp district. Yard house has an unbelievable draft beer selection of 150 beers or something. Hundreds of beers on tap makes it very difficult to choose –  we ended up choosing a sampler – indeed a good call.

Yard House in San Diego

In-N-Out
Many California native swear by In-N-Out burger. For our late night snack, animal style double-double burger with two patties seemed fitting. Animal style is basically any burger of choice with beef cooked with mustard and served with grilled onion pickle, lettuce, and tomatoes. Burgers at In-N-Out are very similar to the DC based Five Guys chain. Burgers were very good for a fast food chain and it was a good last meal before leaving San Diego.

In-n-out Burger
Animal style burger In-N-Out

New York style Chinese food
One of the funniest and somewhat existential food experiences I had was seeing a sign for Chinese food – it was for New York style “fine” Chinese food. There aren’t just New York style pizza and bagel shops any more.

New York style fine Chinese food

Independence Day Iftari

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Ramadan Mubarak to all our readers!
August 11, 2010 – September 9th, 2010

I started fasting for Ramadan when I was eleven or twelve years old.  I’d have to do a fact check on the exact age with my mom since she remembers it better than I do.  The first few days were the hardest.  It would get easier along the way, until the week or so after Ramadan when every time I ate during the day I felt like I was making a mistake or doing something wrong.  It’s interesting how a month can make or break a habit.

We fast from sunrise to sunset each day during Ramadan.  It is especially challenging during the summer months when the days are longer and the weather is hot.  The highlight of the day is definitely after the call for maghrib salat (prayer after sunset) when it’s time to break the fast.

Ramadan fast is traditionally broken with dates

Muslims host iftar parties for relatives, friends, and/or the community to share in the breaking of fast together.  Breaking fast with someone is considered a blessing even if you aren’t fasting.  It is also a good deed to feed those who are fasting during the month of Ramadan.  And God knows we can all use those extra brownie points.

This year I hosted my second ever iftar party.  Last year, I had a dozen or so guests and I was just starting out learning to cook.  This year I have some experience under my belt and of course, the rest is left to God to make my food delicious or not.  I hosted 33 guests on the 14th of August which is also Pakistan Independence Day, so obviously it was themed accordingly!

I set the menu as follows:

Appetizers
Kajoor (dates)
Keema samosas (shaped like dumplings)
Aloo samosas
Chaana chaat
Vegetable Pakoras – Eggplant and Zucchini

Chaana chaat topped with crispy fried egg roll wrappers

Fried keema samosas

Entrée
Palak Paneer
Lamb Korma
Chicken Biryani
Chicken Jalfrezie

Chicken Jalfrezie
Lamb Korma

Dessert
Pineapple cupcakes with cream cheese icing
Chai
Roofza with milk
Roofza with water

Roofza with milk

It is traditional in my culture to have an iftari which is more snacks based (see appetizers list) and follow it with a dinner later in the evening.  This was the largest dinner party I have thrown.  It was definitely a lot of work to cook for that many guests.  Of course, I had my mom on video chat and on the phone guiding me, but it also took a lot of planning and coordinated execution.

Food for Independence Day iftar

First I thought of my theme.  I am a proud Pakistani American and saw the opportunity to combine the celebration of Ramadan iftar with the celebration of Pakistani Independence day – 8.14.10.  That set my color scheme: Green.  I sent out a custom evite to all my guests 6 weeks in advance.  Reserving the first weekend in Ramadan is very difficult because there will be many competing parties.  I bought green glasses, white silverware and of course it helps that proud Pakistanis have lots of souvenirs, flags and symbols to scatter around the house.  I got my holiday lights out and put them up, I used a giant Pakistani flag as a table cover, put out village souvenirs near the cupcakes at first and then near the drinks when we needed the freezer.

Pineapple cupcakes!

I rearranged all the furniture in the house to comfortably seat guests.  I went for an open floor plan, removed all tables from the center, and created a large oval.  I threw floor cushions in various spaces so people could sit on the carpet with comfort.  I put small tables near chairs so people could rest their glasses.  I developed an icebreaker so people would be forced to be creative, come out of their comfort zone and engage with the wider crowd.

Then I thought about my menu for about 10 days.  I finally settled on the above mentioned menu. I bought green food coloring for my cupcakes as well as green icing to decorate them.  I asked everyone to either wear green or South Asian clothes.  My guest-list consisted of mixed races and faiths so it was great to have people join in the theme even when they were not Pakistani or Muslim.

My biggest concern was whether the quantity of food would be enough.  At least a dozen of the guests were not fasting.  The rest were so they had neither drank or eaten anything all day.  Having many items is actually a plus because everyone will take a little of everything and then the dish can go a long way.  I knew the main dish was the biryani.

I had to make as much of that as I could.  Knowing my nature and tendencies to do things big, I have pots that will cook large quantities.  I made 8 cups of uncooked basmati rice for the party.  I began by creating the chicken masala for the biryani.  I then boiled my rice with salt, bay leaves and black cardamom.  Once the rice had boiled I strained it and divided it into two halves.  I layered one half of the rice on the bottom of the large pot and put in all of the chicken masala on top, then I layered the rest of the rice on top.  I added the yellow food coloring and put the entire pot in the oven at 180⁰F to keep warm until the guests arrived two hours later.

Chicken biryani

I served all the appetizers first. I fried the samosas and pakoras right before the breaking of the fast so they would be fresh and hot.  In the meantime, I kept all the entrees warm.  Fifteen minutes after everyone had a chance to eat the appetizers I reviewed the table, removed what was finished and set up the entrees.

After dinner, I facilitated the ice breaker, served dessert and chai.

Pineapple cupcakes with cream cheese frosting

All in all it was really memorable for me and I am glad I did it.  I definitely think it was crazy to cook for so many people, but now that I have this under my belt it won’t be as overwhelming the next time around.

More photographs on DesiGrub’s facebook page

My 3 course meal in Kabob Bazaar

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

I have been to Kabob Bazaar near Clarendon metro numerous times. Usually, it’s for a quick kabob lunch. This time, I was meeting a friend after a long time and we took our time to chat over 3 course meal in Kabob Bazaar.

Falafel appetizer platter with half finished dogdh

Our meal started with falafel platter. The falafels were slightly burnt outside but tasted crispy and had decent flavor. Falafel looked a bit rustic and seemed homemade (when I inquired, they are not homemade). Along with our appetizer, we got a salty yogurt drink with mint, dogdh. We opted for homemade dogdh, which is less carbonated and spicier than a bottled version. It was indeed refreshing in the hot summer afternoon if you can stomach a cold salty and spicy yogurt drink.

Lamb kabob with flatbread and grilled vegetables

For my main course meal, I chose lamb kabob. I was pleasantly surprised when the waitress asked me for doneness of my kabob. Usually, you are not asked if you want medium rare or medium well, they just give you medium. I was kind of bummed out that I had to pick either rice or flatbread to accompany my lamb kabob. As much as I love rice, I can always make it at home. However, I don’t have a 800 F hot oven (tandoor) to make the flatbread. My choice of bread seemed ideal as it was freshly baked and big. My medium rare lamb kabob came on top of the bread with grilled vegetables such as mushroom and peppers. The kabob also came with generic and mediocre version of mast-o-khiar, Persian mint and cucumber yogurt sauce. The side of sumac was already on the table along with regular salt and black pepper shakers.

Old tandoor grill

The lamb kabob meal was filling and we were stilling chatting over warm cup of freshly brewed Turkish tea. After a while, how could we refuse a good dessert? I chose saffron ice cream with pistachios and rose water while my friend chose pastries. The ice cream was full of the unique saffron flavor as suggested by its deep saffrony yellow color (unless artificial yellow color was added). If you have never tried saffron ice cream, I encourage you to go find a saffron ice cream in your local Indian grocery store.

Saffron ice cream with pistachios

Our 3 course meal at Kabob Bazaar was memorable. The food was good but taking our time to finish our meal over long conversation was priceless.

Inside Kabob Bazaar, Arlington, Virginia

Tethered by Tea

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

 

My morning dip ‘n’ sip: Lipton with Swad’s Masala Tea and Splenda

 

Growing up in a desi household, I don’t recall my first encounter with chiya. What I do remember is juxtaposition of sounds, smells, and sights that make up my personal definition of tea-drinking. The crisp aroma of tea leaves boiling to the perfect tint. Newspapers ruffling with my mother’s morning tea as I closed my eyes and nose to gulp down milk.. intolerable even at its most child-friendly-chocolate form.

Sometimes I asked to have tea for breakfast. I was told that I was too young for tea, and educated on how calcium in the milk is very important for growing children like me because it makes the bones strong. When I pointed out that Ani, one of the house helpers who was younger than I was drank tea everyday at breakfast and at supper with no milk, I was enlightened about how privileged I was to be able to afford milk.

“You know, Cleopatra was a queen, and she bathed in milk.”

“Cool. That means I don’t really need to drink it. I can just bathe it.”

“Arre. This child.” I was offered my two remaining sips from the tea-pot.

Raising this question in an environment obssessed with lighter skin color, a common explanation I received was  ”Besides milk is white so drinking milk will make you fairer, no. You don’t want to not drink milk and be dark like a villager who works with dirt under the sun, now do you?”

A common sound I grew up associating tea with was sschshshshhhh. A regular visitor at our home poured his tea on the saucer and sipped aloud. “What a gawaar. He drinks tea like he just rolled out of the village. ” I’d roll my eyes. After a couple of years I toured around some of biggest metropolises in Japan, and found everyone sipping ocha and slurping noodle with a familiar sound from my childhood sschshshshhhh. So, ssschchhhh-ing while drinking tea I unlearned is actually complements flavor and taste-comparable to taking champagne in a flute, brandy in a snifter or burping to show appreciation of good middle eastern food. Now I am dating a foodie who often sips, slurps and eats aloud to savor the taste of great dining and drinking.

After moving to the United States, some of the most religious tea-drinkers I met vividly remember stumbling upon Ceylon tea or Himalayan tantra-mantra chai-latte at Starbucks. Some remember the adrenalin rush of waking up at 5 A.M for garam-garam chai cuttings (parallel to espresso shots) in their college study abroad trip to India. While some discovered through a desi roommate, colleague or a chance potluck gathering.

One cutting before work at nearby chaiwalla’s thela at Nehru Park. A cup of teh tarik at an upscale Asian fusion hub at Central Park.

If you like to make your own, chances are your kitchen pantry, the top of your microwave at your home or work space is equipped to make tea. You may add two tablespoons of tea leaves, a pod of cardamom, fresh grated ginger and 0.15 grams of pepper with 2% milk 56.79 seconds before boiling point. Or a Red Label tea bag, cream and a sachet of Splenda. Or just Hot water and Gurinar’s chai mix.

You may follow a strict recipe, or you may have an open relationship with tea-making, or you may not drink tea at all. Whatever the regiment, relation or relevance, like any other food or activity of cultural value, for most desis drinking chai, cha, chiya, teh, and/ or tea has personal, emotional and psychological significance.

Image: My morning dip ‘n’ sip: Lipton with Swad’s Masala Tea and Splenda

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