May 29 - Folklife, fondue

Time to play "get your friends soaked in the fountain!"

Hey! Remember Folklife? It was only a few weeks ago. . .

So I went. Even after there was a stupid shooting the first night. Which was kind of funny (no one was fatally injured) because I didn't actually notice that anything was different. I maybe saw a few more police officers around, but honestly things were pretty much the same as I remember from last year. A lot of hippies, a lot of jam bands, a lot of scarf dancing and hula hooping.

All of the stages were pretty much the same. Full of hippies.

If anything, there were even more people out this year than last. The weather was shockingly gorgeous, especially considering the weather man was telling us it would rain all weekend and we'd be knee deep in mud, cursing the day we'd decided to inhabit the soggy Pacific Northwest.

In your face, weatherguy!!

He's playing a washboard! A WASHBOARD!!

In between enjoying good-times country bands and traveling juggling troupes, I partook in the best reason to hit an outdoor festival. That is of course, festfood.

Fest food!!

I was intrigued by the representation of Southern style cuisine in booths around the music and dancing. While I was a bit disappointed by the absence of alligator on anyone's menu board, I did allow my interest to be piqued by gumbo.

Mmmm. Gumbo.

I'd never had gumbo before, but it tasted so familiar I can't believe I hadn't. It's kind of like a stir fry dish with the rice already included. I wish I had taken a picture of the booth where we got this, but I have no recollection of the business name or anything. Just that their gumbo was tasty with a good kick of spice.

All of my teeth fell out after drinking this.

And they had sweet tea! I've been meaning to try it for a while, and this was the perfect setting. A note to sweet tea noobs - it is sweet. They're not kidding about that. I nearly went into sugar shock after drinking the entire mega cup pretty much by myself.

What? Gluttony is part of fest-fooding.

Fresh from the kettle!

Also an integral part of fest-fooding: Kettle Corn!! Man I love that stuff. Who decided it would be a good idea to put both sugar and salt on popcorn? I would like to shake that man's hand. I have a feeling it was Arnold Palmer. That guy seems to have a lot of great hybrid-food based ideas.

Folklife was a nice beginning to our Memorial Day weekend. I kind of forgot that it was a real holiday until we were walking through International District on Monday and saw this:

Where do I get an outfit like that?

I didn't know what it was. There were military-looking guys talking about something in very monotone voices, and pretty girls standing around in incredibly ostentatious headgear. What kind of feathers are those? They're huge! I'd be terrified of any bird sporting feathers like that.

Let's get misty!

I thought it was funny that it was sort of warm out and some woman kept running around misting all the girls with a squirt bottle. Nothing says Memorial Day like dampened girls in costume.

And fondue!

Asparagus chunklets. Delicious.

I'd been wanting to put together a fondue party for a while, and after receiving the devil's fondue pot as a gift from my mother, I figured that was a great excuse. I had a ton of fresh, fat asparagus (yay for asparagus season!!) so I cut it up and blanched it for the dipping. I also had oven-roasted sweet potatoes, seasoned with Kosher salt and rosemary, and I cubed some onion rye bread from Dahlia Bakery.

I used Alton Brown's fondue recipe to break in my virgin fondue pot.

1 clove garlic, halved
1 (12-ounce) bottle hard apple cider
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 tablespoon brandy
Pinch kosher salt
5 ounces (2 cups) Gruyere, grated
5 ounces (2 cups) Smoked Gouda, rind removed, grated
1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon cornstarch
1/4 teaspoon curry powder
Several grinds fresh ground black pepper

Rub inside of fondue pot or heavy small saucepan with garlic. Pour cider into pot. Add 1 tablespoon of lemon juice, the brandy and salt and bring to a simmer over medium heat. Meanwhile, grate the cheese and toss well with the cornstarch in a large bowl. When the cider just begins to simmer, gradually add the cheese a handful at a time, allowing each addition to melt completely before adding the next. Continue adding cheese and stirring until all cheese is incorporated, about 3 minutes. If mixture starts to bubble, reduce heat to low. The mixture is ready when creamy and easily coats the back of a spoon. Stir in curry powder and pepper. If cheese seems stringy, add some or all of the remaining lemon juice. Move fondue pot to alcohol warmer, and keep stirring during service. A variety of breads, from pumpernickel to rye to bagel chunks can be skewered and dipped as can cauliflower, broccoli, mushrooms and potatoes. (Soften all vegetables by blanching briefly in boiling water then chilling.) Crisp fruits such as apples make great fondue fodder, as do cooked meats and sausages. Even soft pretzels make for good dipping. If any fondue is left over, cover with ice water and refrigerate, pour off water and reheat over low heat.

Look! Whities with chopsticks!

The fondue went off pretty well. The cheese didn't hold up the texture quite as well as I would have liked, but it tasted great. I really liked the array of things I prepared for fondue-ing (I also included some fuji apples and bartlett pears). Yes, we were using chopsticks to dip. I may have misplaced my set of fondue forks. These things happen.

I will leave you with a couple of critters I saw that week.

No fighting the Red Baron today.

Beagle!! I love beagles. I think they're adorable. This one was chilling out on someone's balcony. He didn't seem like he was very enthusiastic about things, but it was really sunny out. Sunshine tends to make me feel kinda drunk and groggy too. We don't see it very often these days.

Cheeky little devil.

Raccoon! I'm pretty sure he was scheming. He was chilling out in a tree house next to my friend's place. I caught him spying on us as we chatted on his front steps. Clearly this little guy was up to no good. See how he mocked us with with adorable tiny pink tongue!!

May 18 - Street Fair!

Eeeeeeek!

I recall the weekend of last year's University District Street Fair. It was so crappy and rainy out that I actually passed on the opportunity to wander around among weird stuff vendors and delicious festival foods. Tragic!

This year, however, it was ridiculously gorgeous and I happily skipped my about-to-be-sunburned hide over to the U-District.

Mine's better. But this is still good.

So what do I really go to fairs and festivals for? Well, quite honestly, the food. Big surprise, right? And I've always been a big fan of the roasted corn that I guess you can sort of find on every street corner in Seattle this summer. Weird. And actually, after waiting in line for a piping hot ear of corn, I found myself sadly disappointed. My Cuban grilled corn is far better. Sad.

CHOMP!

Not that I still didn't verily enjoy the corn. I love eating things in public that make me look like I've never heard of dental floss.

What else is fair weather food? Well, corndogs, I guess.

Yeah. . . innards!

I've never been much a fan of anything dog-related. I only eat hot dogs when I'm camping and go into survival mode, or when I'm really really drunk and someone pushes one of those cream cheesed monstrosities into my face. Moos, however, loves them. Like, really really loves them. That man is a corndog lovin fool.

Lip smackin' good.

There are also your vaguely ethnic food offerings. Like. . . something kind of short ribby, I guess. I don't remember where Xtine got them, but they certainly didn't seem as though they impressed her much. Sad for them. And for Xtine. But not for me, since I got to take a picture of her looking skeptical.

Apparently not that great.

Wandering down the food aisle, I was taken in by the sizzling of gyro meats. While I was waiting in line two policeman came up behind me and asked me about my tattoo. I immediately got nervous because I play too many video games. Sure, I hadn't just stolen a car or assassinated the head of a crime family, but I still got weirded out. I stuttered that I'd gotten it from Jesse Roberts at Lucky Devil in Capitol Hill and that hey, there's my gyro! and I have to go now.

Gyrotastic.

But the gyro was pretty good. Nothing really special, I guess, but tasty nonetheless.

It's like a mouthful of imitation Greece.

And on the the festivities of the fest! After a sighting of a Seattle notable, we got thoroughly distracted by some jugglers.

Magical!

Yeah, jugglers. Juggling Jollies, I guess they call themselves. They were very entertaining, and got me thinking. That's an interesting thing to devote your life to. Juggling. Circus arts, maybe. It sort of makes me think that I could do anything I wanted with my life. Like make wigs for cats. Or tiny hats for cats. Or boots for cats.

That's not weird, is it? Um, here's some photos of the jugglers.

Hop on pop.

Hold that, boys. . .

Almost totally awesome.

I wouldn't mess with him.

So that's why his shoulders were all worn. . .

Leap!

What?

They were good performers. I like that they juggled knives while jumping around on each other. And that the one in blue was pretty cute. They should really capitalize on that.

After getting a sunburn and working up a slight hunger with all the walking and shopping, we went back to my neighborhood to check out Broadway Grill.

Neato.

I saw that their various teas were on happy hour special and gladly indulged in one. Which came served in a half carafe. That is awesome. And so pretty!

They're not messing around with this thing.

We pretty much stuck entirely to the happy hour menu for our mid-afternoon snackmeal. Sweet potato fries are pretty much a must for me whenever they're on the menu. Man I love sweet potato fries. Not much else to say about that, I guess.

Sweet potato fries>not sweet potato fries

Sliders were up next for us. I like that they put theirs out with huge caramelized onions. They looked kind of silly, spilling their innards all over, but they were quite tasty. And with pickles!

Mmm. Pickles.

The fire roasted (?) hummus was surprisingly spicy and nice. I quite liked it. And I'm pretty much always on board with big chunks of cheese in my food. Any food. Win.

Houmous? Hummus? Humous?

Still not done with the Xtine and Brenna madness!