Posts tagged Man v. Food

Phil’s BBQ in San Diego, California…

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[In "The Count" voice] Seventeen! Seventeen MAN V. FOOD locations! AH! AH! AH! AH!

Yes, the show is off the air. Yes, Adam Richman has moved on to other projects. Yes, I am still tracking down locations.

AND YES, THEY CONTINUE TO BE AWESOME.

When I landed in Los Angeles for my trip in early March, I immediately went from LAX (Los Angeles International Airport) to the pick up my rental car.  This time, though, I tried a different company: Hertz.

(Trust me, this is important to the whole Man v. Food thing.  Stay with me.)

Before flying out, I signed up for their rewards program and rented the same thing I always rent: economy class something or other with all the insurance on it because (duh) it’s California and their traffic sucks.  The guy at the counter was really nice when I picked up my car and noticed I was a new Hertz reward program member.  He asked if I was the only driver and I answered yes and explained I was in town for the weekend on business.  They guy grinned and said that he would like to give me a free upgrade.  Who was I to say no?  Here’s what he gave me:

That’s right – a brand new red convertible Mustang. That thing didn’t even have 300 miles on it when I started the engine.

Now, getting this car significantly reduced my stress regarding driving in California – not just because it is an AWESOME set of wheels, but because I own a similar car back home. Thus I was VERY familiar with operating the vehicle and felt much better navigating the local highways without trying to remember where the A/C controls are.

Back to my story about food: the last day in town, Marc from the SPJA asked if I would mind driving down to San Diego for the evening to meet his wife and have dinner.  I said that would be fine, but I had one request: we visit a Man v. Food location.  Marc explained that he already had a place picked out that was legendary in San Diego… some BBQ place.  Willing to compromise, though, he looked up the Man v. Food website to see what locations were listed for San Diego.

No compromise was needed.  His “legendary BBQ place” was none other than Phil’s BBQ – a featured location from MvF fame.

After the afternoon meeting/open house was complete, we hit the road.  This is that part where the car comes in – part of enjoying a meal is enjoying the time spent having the meal.  Something as simple as the drive to and from a restaurant can sometimes make all the difference in the world.

In this case, the drive was legen…

wait for it…

DARY.

I put the top down on the Mustang since it was a clear night.  The weather was cool and I drove down the Pacific Coast Highway from Anaheim to San Diego.  Along the way I watched mountains to my left and the ocean to my right as I cruised along the asphalt.  As a “road trip” kind of guy I was in absolute heaven.  It was breathtaking.

We made it to Phil’s BBQ and there was a line out the door that extended around the building.  Seriously.  People were waiting in line to get into this place because the food was allegedly THAT GOOD.  I was stunned.  I remember waiting in lines to check these places out before (like the line at Philippe’s) but this was just insane.

Right about now you are probably asking, “Tom, you’re such a camera junkie with your cell phone, why isn’t there a photo of this supposed line for your readers to see?”

GREAT QUESTION.

You ever see the movie Goodfellas?  (If not, you fail at life.  Go see it right now.)  In the movie, there is a famous scene where Henry is taking his future wife out to dinner to a really popular restaurant.  Because of who he is, though, he doesn’t wait in line.  Instead, he takes her around back and they walk into the kitchen and he says hi to everyone as they walk by.  By the time they get into the restaurant, someone has set up a table for them.  This footage is one of the most famous steady cam shots in film history.  You can see it here: http://youtu.be/3Sr-vxVaY_M

Well, it turns out that Marc has known the staff and Phil for years.  We walked around the side of the building and entered through one of the exits.  Just like Henry Hill, Marc said hello to each server and hostess and referred to them by name.  He was the Goodfella of BBQ.  I was simultaneously amazed and impressed.

THUS – no photo of the line.  There wasn’t time.

Suddenly we were inside and seated.  Marc went to order (you do so at the counter) and asked what I wanted.  I deferred to his taste and told him to get me something the place was known for.  He did and after a short time, this arrived in front of me:

The first thing to remember about BBQ is that you can have the best meat in the world, but the taste and experience can be destroyed in an instant if you don’t have good sauce.  Phil’s has OMGAMAZINGMYMOUTHISEXPLODINGINECSTASY SAUCE.  I’m not exaggerating, folks.  I bought some of it and flew it home to Florida where is sitting in my refrigerator and taken out on “special occasions.”  (Kind of like the nice bottle of wine you keep for holidays and guests.)

The sauce was tangy, spicy (but not too spicy,) and smokey all at the same time.  Added to the fact that the chicken on the plate was some of the best, juiciest, most brilliantly prepared chicken I had ever had made sure that Phil’s lived up to the expectation set by seeing that line out the door.

Phil’s BBQ has extraordinary food that is matched by its service.  All the staff were nice, personable, and eager to make sure our drinks were filled and our meals were great.  The next time I find myself in San Diego I plan on going back.

:)

Friday night I bought the last Gladys & Ron’s Chicken and Waffle’s t-shirt in Atlanta – ever.

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After doing a sight tour for a potential upcoming event with the Cosplay Deviants team, Troy and I decided to grab dinner at a popular local restaurant (and MvF location.)

Now, this sign was a little confusing to me.  The last time I visited, the restaurant was called “Gladys Knight And Ron Winans’ Chicken And Waffles.”  It seems that Ron’s passing in 2005 was the basis for the name change (according to the staff.)

The menu, though, was the same great awesomeness as before.  Troy and I both ordered the legendary “Midnight Train.”  Check it out:

For dessert?  I had the sweet potato cheesecake.  There is no photo of that (since I ate it immediately.)

On our way out, I noticed that the mannequin behind the counter still had a “Gladys and Ron’s” t-shirt on it.  I asked if they had any more left since the name change.  The woman told me that there weren’t any more…

except the one on the mannequin.

Troy asked again to have her clarify, “So that is THE last Gladys & Ron’s t-shirt ever?”

“Yes,” she replied.

OH HELL YES I had to buy it.

It’s a small, so Shannon gets it – but I own the final shirt before the name change.  It’s probably not a big deal in the scope of the universe, but it was a big deal to me.

:)

Philippe the Original in Los Angeles, California…

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Sweet Sixteen. That’s right, I’ve been to sixteen different Man v. Food locations as of this post. SO. MUCH. FOOD.

Who knew that the “French Dip” sandwich came from Los Angeles?  I didn’t until Joey Snackpants and I talked about it on our way to Phillippe’s.  Located on the edge of Chinatown, Phillippe the Original is a lunch landmark on Southern California.  We walked in on a Saturday afternoon and the line was already to the door.  Check it out:

Philippe the Original (Home of the French Dipped Sandwich)

The place has a very classic feel to it. While the restaurant was EXTREMELY crowded, we only waited a little while. Then we ordered.

Philippe the Original (Home of the French Dipped Sandwich)

Joey went for a sandwich and the chili. I went for the sandwich with a side of blueberry pie. Part of the appeal is the fact that the person at the counter makes your sandwich and gathers your meal in front of you. The cafeteria motif here is in the details, down to being able to order pickles and random sides for less than a dollar on the menu.

In the end, though, it was all about this:

The brilliance of this sandwich lies in the fact that the bread is made just right to absorb the juices without falling apart. The meat is tender and tasty. The bread is soft and juicy.

The only thing that would make it better? This:

Philippe the Original (Home of the French Dipped Sandwich)

I brought some of this EPIC mustard home from L.A. and I plan on buying more if I go back. It’s an ingenious blend that gives just the right kick of spicy flavor. I’ve, since getting back from California, had it with ham (over Christmas) and crab.

I had it first with my French Dip at Philippe’s and IT WAS AWESOME.

Business and conventions will very likely have me heading back to Los Angeles a couple of times in 2012, and I plan to try to make a stop back by again for more sandwichy goodness.

Orochon Ramen in Los Angeles, California…

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I went on a business trip in November with Joey Snackpants. What does that mean?  Why, more Man v. Food goodness of course!  Here’s the list so far:

Let’s cut to the chase: No, I did not order or try to eat Special #2.  I was technically in town for a business dinner and dying of extreme spicy food didn’t seem like the prudent thing to do.

Joey and I met up with some of our friends from the Invader ZIM cast and crew to discuss the upcoming InvaderCON II: DOOMCON convention that we were going to host nearby in Los Angeles.  Joining us were Eric Trueheart, Richard Horvitz, Rikki Simons and Tavisha Wolfgath-Simons.  Zaniness was guaranteed to ensue:

After we were seated, everyone started reading the menu.  Peer pressure started to bounce around the table and (at one point) we were all certain that Eric was going to try Special #2.  When the time came to order, though, he bailed on the challenge and opted to go for a normal level spicy ramen.  Someday, Eric.  Someday…

The misleading part about this story, though, is where I mentioned the “normal level spicy.”  There’s no such thing.  Check out the menu: http://www.orochon-ramen.com/menu/

Notice that Orochon 7 is the safe thing to order with Orochon 4 set to be neutral without being bland.  I ordered Orochon 3 which is four levels below ultimate spiciness.  I figured that should be safe enough, right? Maybe – except I was eating dinner with Richard sitting across from me and Richard (if you haven’t met him) tends to be a funny, funny guy.  See:

That @RichardHorvitz guy likes noodles!

SO. At one point during the evening, Richard was telling a story about an angry older gentlemen (who will remain nameless) he dealt with at an audition. The result? I laughed and the broth from my ramen went back in my throat and up my nose. INSTANT PAIN.

Little Tokyo in Los Angeles

See the tears in my eyes? Those are TEARS OF PAIN from the spicy flavor of Orochon 3. At that point, I didn’t even want to imagine the special oral hell endured by any human ever attempting Special #2.

(My eyes are watering this as I type this from the memories.  Seriously.)

All that said, it WAS a very tasty spicy.  As with all previous MvF locations – the food lived up to the hype.  The noodles and broth were both quality stuff.  Since we were there in November, the weather was chilly in Southern California, but not cold.  Thus the warm soup and the kick of spicy goodness really made for a quality meal.

One of the added perks to visiting may of the MvF restaurants is location.  Orochon Ramen is situated in the middle of the Little Tokyo district of Los Angeles.  The result of which is that you experience an extra level of ambiance when having dinner there.  Right next to the restaurant was a hotel with a beautiful Japanese garden you could walk though.  From there, you are afforded a great view of the city:

Little Tokyo in Los Angeles

Orochon Ramen was good meal in a wonderful location with some great people.

Epic. Food. WIN.

Bub’s Burgers & Ice Cream in Indianapolis, Indiana…

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Yes, this is the story about the time I ate a burger called “The Big Ugly.”

I gained five pounds on my Indianapolis/Chicago trip a couple of months ago. I think most of it was acquired here.
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Bub’s is a really neat little place in a suburb of Indianapolis – about 20 minutes from the city depending on traffic.  Getting there was made easier by way of getting to meet up with my old high school friend Dave DeRosa and his lovely wife Gwen.  Dave and I hadn’t seen each other in the better part of a decade, so a reunion was long overdue.  Our wives got to listen to epic adventures we had as teenagers including (but not limited to) zany shit like this video.

Back to the food, though.  The Big Ugly, according to Bub’s menu, weighs in a full pound AFTER being cooked (and starts out at 22 oz. pre-cooked.)  This sucker is ginormous and even comes with a ridiculously large bun to hold it.  Look at this thing:
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HUGE.  As with most of the Man v. Food locations, Bub’s doesn’t compromise taste for size.  As big as that damn thing looks, it tasted great.  The meat was quality ground beef.  Juicy.  Cooked well.  Not the cheap stuff.

Man ate meat and meat was good.

Two other things on the menu that deserve recognition:

  • Milk Shakes – our server suggested to Shannon that she try a mint chocolate chip and cookie dough ice cream shake.  It was epic.  Best.  Combo.  Ever.
  • Sweet Potato Fries – Gwen ordered these and they came with warm marshmallow fluff to dip them in.  PURE GENIUS.  It tasted like Thanksgiving in the summer. 
Back to the burger: Bub’s has a wall of photos for folks who complete the burgers.  One burger gets you a small photo.  Two gets you an 8×10.  Three gets you a life size photo.  I finished my one burger and they even had me sign the photo:

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Al’s #1 Italian Beef in Chicago, Illinois…

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Can you believe I am just now getting the chance to blog about Man v. Food locations I visited back in August?  Damn real world keeps getting in the way of my blogging!  Here’s the MvF list so far:

I have a business trip to Los Angeles next month with Joey Snackpants.  We’re already talking about hitting up a Man v. Food location while there, but the schedule is pretty tight.  Until then – let’s talk about Chicago.

After attending Gen Con 2011, my wife and I flew over to Chicago to check out the city and see the sights.  (Click here to see our Ferris Bueller style day off.)  Our first MvF stop was Al’s #1 Italian Beef.

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It’s a small place near the campus of the University of Illinois at Chicago. We trekked there from the train stop down the road, through the college and into a neighborhood that was pure Italian Chicago. The vibe, the buildings, and the people walking the sidewalks let you know that this was about as opposite from my sleepy beach town as it gets.

The more I visit these locations, the more I realize that atmosphere and ambiance add to the experience of the meal.  La Moon in Miami, Florida was great – but it was made that much better being in the part of South Florida that it was in.  Seeking out a well made beef sandwich in this part of Chicago just makes sense and adds to the moment.

Speaking of which… the sandwich:

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That sucker is SOAKED in juices. The meat is tender and tastes amazing. The impressive part, though, are the spices. The sandwich is perfectly blended.  You take a bite; you feel the heat on your tongue; your taste buds spike from the flavor for a moment… and then it fades.  It’s spicy, but not to the point of drowning out the amazing flavors mixed into it.  Years of work and experience went into making this sandwich formula perfect and tasting it proved it.

I’d eat at Al’s again in a heartbeat.  I still, to this day, have dreams about that sandwich.  I’m considering divorcing my wife and marrying it.

Speaking of my wife: when we were walking around town, my wife pointed out (what appeared to be) a lack of Italian population in Chicago.  True story – as we walked to Al’s, she made it a point to bring up the fact that (based on popular culture) she kind of expected to see more of the Chicago Italian stereotype.  Once we got to Al’s we stood at the counter (you don’t sit at Al’s!) and started eating.  That’s when the guy next to me starting asking me how I liked the sandwich.

He had THE Chicago Italian accent.  Shannon’s eyes went wide.

(It gets better.)

The guy was great.  He told us of other locations near downtown that we should try if we liked the sandwich.  Meanwhile, he would pause in the conversation to ask his mom to his right if she was going to finish her sandwich.  In true Italian mother style, she lectured him that she would finish whatever she felt like finishing and he should pay attention to his own food.

Remember me mentioning how much ambiance adds to a meal?  This made it EPIC.  Here’s a shot of them at the counter near us:

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Edward’s Drive-In in Indianapolis, Indiana…

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[NOTE: Anyone else notice the inordinate number of "ins" in the title? Drive-IN IN INdianapolis, INdiana.  No?  Well, I was amused, kay?]

I work out regularly at a gym, but it still doesn’t seem to battle these Man v. Food pounds that I gain! So far I’ve been to:

A couple of weeks ago, I took flew up north for Gen Con in Indianapolis, Indiana. While there, I made the effort to visit a couple of MvF spots. The first place on the list:

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This place had the look, feel and vibe of a true fifties drive-in diner.  If you parked, waitresses walked out to your car to take your order and delivered it on a tray hooked to you car’s open window.  Since we showed up in a cab, though, we passed on that part of the experience.  We went inside and ordered the specialty: a jumbo tenderloin sandwich.

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Yep.  That sucker is huge.  It was good and made even better by this:
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The root beer is made in house by the diner and those onion rights were nothing short of epic.  My friends Lyn and Tracy were with me on this outing and we were in pure fried food heaven.  The root beer, though, truly was the standout of the meal.  It went down smooth and had just the right about of carbonation.  It was perfectly sweet without being too tart.

I finished the meal and began a trip that would gain me five extra pounds that (as of this writing) I am still trying to get rid of.

IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT THOUGH.

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