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It is a pretty good bet if MaGerks was around when George Washington and his troops were marching by during the Revolution, they would have stopped in for a sandwich and a beer. The former Bent Elbo Tavern reinvented itself last fall as MaGerks, the third outpost of a Maryland-based restaurant operation run by area natives.
“My kingdom for a yorkshire pudding”
How I came upon The Whip Tavern and what ultimately led me to make the long trek there is a food-related stream of consciousness. I have loved yorkshire puddings with roast beef (or prime rib) since the first time I tasted it in 1987 at the Pocono Hershey Resort filled with creamed horseradish. In a 1994 visit to Britain I got to enjoy yorkshire pudding in Yorkshire filled with “boozy beef” (a steak and ale combo). It left quite a favorable impression on me. (more…)
A new book we must get here at the Hungry Pilgrims is The Great Philly Cheesesteak Book. ($10.85 from Amazon.com). This Philadelphia Inquirer write up includes 25 interesting little facts about Philadelphia’s signature sandwich.
The most surprising to me was that the Cheese Whiz we get at the store is inferior to the Cheese Whiz sold to restaurants.
What the eff?
I don’t get the desire to crap all over Pat’s and Geno’s in South Philly, the original cheesesteak mecca’s in my hometown, as I think both offer great tasting steak sandwiches. In fact I love the steaks from both (but prefer Pat’s). I also like my cheesesteaks with Cheese Whiz or Provolone but never, ever American.
So I’ve been meaning to post this ranking of 45 cheesesteaks from the Philadelphia Inquirer in April 2008. I’ve never been to the #1 spot, John’s Roast Pork, but maybe some day I’ll try it.
I thought about this when I had a cheesesteak at Capone’s in East Norriton today and the roll ruined the whole sandwich for me (too soggy and soft). A good cheesesteak is hard to find.
I happened upon the Hightstown Diner en route from New York City to Philadelphia. Hunger hit and the Hightstown exit of the New Jersey Turnpike seemed as good as any place to get off and look for a place to eat.
I’m glad we did.
After we were seated in this expanded original New Jersey diner I asked the waitress if there was something they were famous for. She said immediately “the corned beef hash.” Being a hash hound myself, always looking for a well done corned beef hash, I ordered it along with two eggs, sausage and toast.
I’ve always been fascinated by Elvis’s horrid southern low and slow cooking diet. It is not what killed him (prescription drug abuse did) but he would not have likely lived to see his 70’s eating the way he did.
That said, I’m a huge Elvis fan and own a bunch of cookbooks put out on his behalf included the coveted holy grail, the Presley Family Cookbook put out by his uncle Vester (who was a Graceland security guard) and one of his cooks, Nancy Rooks (the only one of Elvis’s cooks still alive).
While the pan fried peanut butter and banana sandwich gets all the headlines, Elvis professed the best sandwich he’d ever eaten was the Fool’s Gold Loaf sold by the Colorado Mining Company (long since out of business). The full story of Elvis and the sandwich is here: Fool’s Gold Loaf.
The sandwich was pretty simple: A loaf of italian bread is hollowed out, covered in two tablespoons of butter and placed in the oven at 350 for 15 minutes. Fry up some bacon, a bunch of creamy peanut butter and grape jelly. Cover the top half with jelly, bottom half with peanut butter and put still warm bacon in the center. Slice and serve.
I always wanted to try this. Tonight I did. It was really good. I’m not going to make it a regular thing, but maybe every August 16th…Elvis’s anniversary of departing to the great beyond.
Have a wonderful evening, King.