This side trip to Greenbush Brewing in Sawyer, MI, after some hiking at Warren Dunes, was a food experience I want to repeat. I had the Starchicken Shotgun, Anger, and Sunspot. For food we had the pastrami and the brisket sandwiches. Everything we put in our mouths was great. This is a destination for sure.
Gail and I did the “tourist-in-our-own-city” thing this weekend and kicked it off last Friday by making our way up to Longman & Eagle for a late lunch/early dinner. It’s kinda like being an old person, eating dinner at 5:01 PM, but not really because for us it was lunch. In fact, it’s like the opposite of old. Picture this: We had lunch at 5pm so it should follow that we ate dinner at like midnight, before we partied. Okay, I know, that’s going to far, sorry.
The baseline breakfast for me is two eggs over easy, hash browns, sausage, and an extra starch. That extra starch could be something as simple as toast or as complicated as blueberry pancakes. I mix the eggs and hash browns to make a chunky breakfast slurry and attempt to parse the meat so that I can consume all three in every bite. The extra starch gets consumed at the end in any number of ways.
Gail had an appointment near tourist central so I met her for lunch. Like I’m apt to do, I cross-referenced my places to eat list with Chicago’s Gold Coast and came up with Da Lobsta, which I heard about via Steve Dolinsky’s Twitter a few months ago.
Every country has their sandwiches. Heck, every state has their sandwiches. I love sandwiches. I don’t just eat sandwiches, I rock sandwiches. I just rocked a Vietnamese sandwich from a local place that seems to be experiencing some serious growth. They’re called Saigon Sisters and I’m planning to start eating my way through their sandwich catalog based on this experience.
I’ve traditionally been a sandwich guy. Or more generally, I’ve always liked the starch completely integrated with the protein/bean/veggie item so it can be consumed by hand, with a relatively uniform experience throughout. That’s burgers, pizza, and burritos man. These things have supplied endless joy to me for my whole life. Feel me?
File this under something you need to try. It’s a South American alfajor by Lucila’s Homemade that I picked up at Big Shoulders Coffee Shop. Just try it. I may eventually force you to anyway, because I’ll probably get you some for your next big occasion as a gift.
I don’t know how to use this word “redux,” but I’m giving it a shot while I dive in to some quality bar food. In fact, I’m going to highlight one of the most consistently pleasurable bar experiences I have. I’m not sure that you can get a more complete package than DeLux at 669 N. Milwaukee. The place always comes through.
This is the outdoor dining structure at O’o Farms in upcountry Maui. For $50 per person you get a tour, a chef-prepared lunch, and unlimited coffee and chocolate truffles. It’s probably the best $50 we spent all week.
Okay, maybe this food tourism is getting a little out of hand. But, we needed breakfast, so why not go out of the way a little and go to a place where we can linger? And linger we did, because we had a few hours to kill before our farm lunch tour.