23 September, 2011

*1097 - mish mash of foodie shots

This was our first meal in San Francisco, at a wee little restaurant just across the road, because we were sleepless, exhausted, and could walk no further than five steps to food, and it was endorsed by Yelpers, so ...

Poc Chuc, Latin American / Mayan cuisine. It was delish and I love Yelp. I really do.



And then weeks (A week? Days? The next weekend? Oh wait, we've only been here three weeks? How can that be possible? Really?) later, after we had stuffed ourselves with aforementioned brunch buffet and champagne on a cruise, we scavenged through our teeny little fridge and pulled together just enough ingredients to make (from scratch, of course) birthday burgers!





My deconstructed bun-less burger because I wanted more but didn't have space for a whole other burger and eating two whole burgers sounds so gross but having a whole burger and then a fake deconstructed bun-less burger that is almost a salad is not too bad.





I don't follow a recipe or measure anything but this is what it was, vaguely, and it can never go terribly wrong! For the patties: ground beef (80%, you can't go too lean or it won't be juicy), minced garlic, minced onion, minced cilantro optional, salt, pepper, handful of breadcrumbs, an egg to hold it together. I didn't even have my herbs with me (they're still in boxes) but a splash of everything that smells good would work. Squish with bare hands and cook thoroughly in a pan. (As much as I love rare meat and raw anything, ground beef is the most bacteria-laden of all, so it should always be well-done. So says the Hotelie. Trust me.) And for the burgers: toasted buns with melted cheese, chipotle ranch, squirt of ketchup, thick slices of roma tomatoes, spinach, avocado slices, and our favourite--a few twists of bacon.

I just typed all that out so that D will read this, get hungry, and make burgers for me the next time round.

;)

And maybe one more set of photos while I'm on a roll ... another one of those indulgent breakfasts. French toast again because it's so easy to make, topped with nutella and caramelized bananas (this is a combination that can NEVER go wrong), and an indulgent drizzle of maple syrup.







It is clear to me that I need to do more exercise apart from the very occasional yoga session and my long, slow walks while carrying weights whenever I end work early (that is, shopping in the city while dragging my laptop bag about).