Friday, July 23, 2010 Another Week Without Dinner

We went out to dinner last night for a change. I'd been looking forward to going to this BBQ joint for about a month now. I'd read an article in the paper about the quality of the ingredients, the BBQ sauces made from scratch (no ketchup, real tomatoes) and the CIA trained chef.

I was really disappointed. We all were.

I don't want to say the name, but since I spilled the beans on my Facebook Fan Page I might as well say it again.

Joey C's Roadhouse in Milford, CT.

I feel awful, I really don't want to say bad things because I think it's SO IMPORTANT to make things from scratch for your guests whenever possible. Show the love! Know what I'm sayin'? And quality ingredients are DA BOMB! They actually had free-range chicken! A rarity, even these days.

You may not know this about The Headbanging Hostess - I am allergic to chicken. Chicken, turkey and eggs that aren't organic do quite a number on me. Technically it's an intolerance not an allergy. But that's a hair I don't want to split when I'm crying in pain because I didn't realize there was egg in the sauce or chicken stock in the rice.

Organic food labeling is a shady business. The differences between organic and free-range are subtle, and the additional labels of "antibiotic free" or "pesticide free" only further confuse what should be a simple transaction. I want chicken that hasn't been fucked with!

Eggs are even more confusing with the "cage free" label. Does "cage free" mean "organic"? And what about "all natural"? How does one go about making an unnatural egg? In a petri dish?

Let's face it - eggs are pretty fucking gross to begin with. They come out of the same hole as the chicken shit. Sometimes they contain a spot of blood or a few cells of undeveloped baby chicken. Then you crack them open and the yolk is yellow and the white is water - that egg is WAY OLD!

I never had a fresh egg until my friend Jane moved to the sticks. The white is thick - so thick that it holds up the goldenrod yolk. Yes. Goldenrod, orange - yolks should be reminiscent of marigolds, pumpkins, the New York Mets and the Baltimore Orioles.

The best eggs I've ever bought, back here in civilization, are Land-o-Lakes All Natural Eggs. See that? No organic labeling. It says "vegetarian fed" and "no antibiotics" but not organic. And I can eat them without incident.

The "organic" label is bought and paid for like everything else. Why Land-o-Lakes hasn't paid for this distinction to be affixed to its eggs is anyone's guess.

But it's interesting to note that just because something isn't labeled organic doesn't mean it's not. And just because someone makes their BBQ sauce from scratch it doesn't mean it's any good.

Sorry, Joey C. If it makes you feel any better I didn't like Emeril's BBQ sauce either.

Big ups for trying, though!

Bang on, my peeps!



Marty Shadow said...

sorry about your bad times, hope you're better. didnt know about you un-natural fowl intolerances. Oh and eggs and chicken shit come from two differnt holes. eggs come from the chickens hoo-ha. shit from its anus. and never the two shall mix (inside the chicken anyway).

Headbanging Hostess said...

Ah, just looked it up. The egg and the shit come from seperate channels but exit through the same vent...still gross :)

Dan'ger said...

If it's the same Roadhouse in Milford that I went to a number of times more than 10 years ago, it was nice to be able to sit outside on a nice day but the service was slow and all we really did was eat appetizer-stuff (calamari, zucchini sticks, etc.). They had some decent beer on tap as I remember.

Headbanging Hostess said...

It's actually a new place, or at least new owners. I read about them in the paper and had saved the article in anticipation...threw it out today :(

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