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It’s been over a year sine Nosh Kitchen Bar opened its doors to the Portland foodies who had a taste for truffles and pork belly.  Invading the White Heart’s space, Nosh seemed to be a cleaned up version of the dive where the late night stragglers of Portland could go and grab drinks and food that was actually quality in comparison to Bill’s and Becky’s Late Night Window.  With items such as Banh Mi (vietnamese sandwiches), bacon dusted fries, the apocalypse now burger, and tuna carpaccio, it’s understandable why foodies might be drawn to the flashiness of Nosh.  And while I’ve dined there a total of three times, I can’t say that I can follow the Nosh parade.  Unfortunately, the food prepared at Nosh is too extravagant, and too heart clogging for me.  I’d prefer a plate of lettuce and tofu, over a burger with pate, eggs fried in truffle oil, shaved black truffles, and crispy pork belly.  The trend in calorie rich food, with a luxurious flare, has never caught on with me.  My own philosophy in regards to extravagant ingredients like truffles, pork belly, and the sort is that they should be used in moderation, only to accentuate the dish you’re opting to serve, and they should never overpower the overall flavor of the focal point of your dish.  This is why I don’t get along with the menu at Nosh- it’s just not my style.  But I made a sacrifice and ate there about a month ago with my boyfriend who had yet to experience Nosh at it’s full caliber. [disclaimer]: the food at nosh may in fact provoke high cholesterol, heart attacks, and the sort- prepare yourself upon arriving at this local haunt.

We were lucky- seeing as we scored seats in the “lounge”- as all the other seats were full.  Sprawling out on the couch, we decided on starting with the NOSHos, with homemade tortilla chips, melty ooey gooey cheese, hamburg, and chives.  This proved to be way heavier than I thought it would be.  The cheese was overpowering to say the least, and all in all, once we were done, I felt like there was a rock in my stomach.  Sam agreed with me- not particularly liking the Noshos himself.

For my entree I opted for just a cheeseburger- I wanted simple, nothing too crazy or luxurious.  I wanted to be able to taste the meat.  While my burger was not cooked medium, I forgave them, due to the ample amount of lettuce that the provided me with.  A few slices of red onions, mayonnaise, and american cheese rounded of the burger, and all in all I was pleased.  My only complaint happens to be about the meat itself- which I suppose speaks to the same sentiment I started this review with.  They went a bit overboard– in my opinion– when it came to seasoning to the meat.  Too much oregano, I suppose, but the flavor of the beef was absent, and I found myself wondering why I had an overwhelming taste of oregano on my palate.

Sam thought that the bacon dusted fries sounded good- but we chose to go with sea salt and pepper instead.  All in all, the fries were pretty good, and the aioli they were served with- the chipotle aioli, was delicious.  But at this point, I didn’t really want anymore fried food.

Sam went for the namesake burger- Nosh Burger, which was topped with blue cheese, bacon, fried egg, and garlic jam on a grilled brioche roll.  In the above picture you can see the egg yolk dripping down the side- perhaps thats the only thing that would ever make me  consider getting this.  While Sam ate his entire burger, he later told me that he was unimpressed, and that, similar to me, Nosh didn’t seem to offer the type of food which he enjoyed.  Let’s just say this shocked me.  For him to admit that his burger was too much… is quite a significant feat.  Since then, I’ve been toying with the idea of dragging him to the Green Elephant for some vegan fare, but I suppose he’s not at that stage yet!

Sam’s favorite part about Nosh was their Miss Pac-Man game.  He played four of five rounds, and though he wasn’t a high scorer, he was pleased.  Nosh proves not to be my cup of tea, but for the foodies out there who love truffle oil, pork belly, pate, and the sort, Nosh should be on your list of places to go upon your arrival in Portland.  Jason Lorring, the owner of Nosh, is rumored to be opening up a taqueria across the street! I hope he gets over his affair with the ostentatious ingredients and instead opt for a more traditional route with his taqueria! If he goes down that path, I know that I will certainly enjoy the tacos he puts on his menu!!

happy october! sorry tis a bit late, though per usual i’ve been drowning in school work, and i’ve rarely found myself in the kitchen cooking.  though i will have to add, that i made indian food on monday evening, and will be making it again as to document it and post the recipe on vin et grub, so forgive me for not being prepared this time.  what i do have is a mix of photos from random outings.  there isn’t much of a coherent theme, but i’m sure you can bare with me, just so i can get all my eggs in the proper basket.  on friday evening, a trip to FIGA is in order, and i will most definitely be reviewing.  i took a trip to NH & VT this past weekend and was appalled at the quality of the food.  I can’t say that I had fantastic meals of any sort, but then I also had to take into consideration that living in Portland has made me quite the critical food-consumer, so I gave the two neighboring states a break.  i bought a loaf of this fantastic bread from a Vermont farmer at a NH farmer’s market.  It’s cinnamon sugar pecan, and it’s divine in the mornings with a little smudge…. or perhaps more than a little smudge of butter.  I also indulged upon arriving back in Maine to purchase Smiling Hill Farm yoghurt and pomegranates, which make the absolute perfect combination.  I ate no dinner this evening, and instead I baked pinwheel cookies- my second batch in the past two days.

Now I feature my photos of food.

fryin’ up some tofu in the 617

my baby bell pepper

tofu avocado and sausage burrito- mmmmmmmm good

what $2.75 can buy you at the portland farmer’s mkt.

purple carrots- mi favorita

vermont bread, take 1

 

rainbow swiss chard- soon to be sauteed in olive oil and shredded asiago on top

delicious, stuffed baguettes with proscuitto, mozzarella, and greek olives

FIGA REVIEW, soon.

Cookie Recipe, soon.

Indian Food, soon.

love,

enfin

i was out at the corner room the other evening with my employer and a coworker and i heard about an old club in portland which was called the twelve forks.  at this point, i am unaware as to whether or not it is still in cahoots, but i have decided to create a new version which will be referred to as port city eaters.  the point is rather simple.  a group of portlanders who love food and love to congregate over such love.  once a month, a port city eater will host a dinner party at their home, or outside of their home- but the purpose is this: the host picks a theme- for example, if I were the leading host, I’d aim for a French theme, and then I would call each member and ask them what sort of French food they would be interested in bringing over.  For those who seem to think this is a good idea- I am pleased, however, this is rather serious.  You must bring a dish.  You must participate! and you must LOVE food.  I hope to find a good group of foodies like myself- all of different backgrounds and plan a meeting so we can discuss who would like to host the first party, and the logistics of that and what not.  For now if you are interested, please comment this post, or reach me via facebook/enfinoui.  Below is a detailed description of the new port city eaters club.

To be a member you must: enjoy food, and the process in which it is made.  You needn’t be a superb chef, but you must enjoy spending some time in the kitchen.  You must be a resident of Portland, Maine.  You must be friendly and outgoing! And you must be excited about port city eaters.  For now port city eaters is limited to a twelve member roster- however, each member is of course allowed to invite guests to dinners which encourage visitors.  If by chance there is a great interest in port city eaters, then we shall discuss having more than one dinner a month, as to accomodate soon to be members so they can host meals too.

The point of port city eaters is simple.  To learn about the food you love, share the food you love, and create the food you love.  The more you work with food, the better it will become.  The members of port city eaters will serve as a community of foodies, which will be there to support you in times of recipe failures, and those nights where you’d like to go out to eat, but have no one to go with.  Your peers from port city eaters will be your new found friends!

The first meeting will be held in late August- date is TBA on vinetgrub.wordpress.com and enfinoui.wordpress.com.

Please contact me if you have any questions whatsoever.  AND SPREAD THE WORD.

thanks,

e.

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i stopped into miccuci’s the other day, with no plans of falling in lust with any sort of vino, but what can i say? le langue d’amour always catches my eye.  if you’re unaware, miccuci’s is an italian market located near the waterfront in portland which is known for its slabs of sicillian pizza, fine selection of wine, and baked goods that are sold out within five minutes of being put on the shelves.  i don’t travel to miccuci’s nearly as much as i ought to, seeing as i live less than half a mile away, but when i do go, it’s difficult for me not to leave without spending an hour or so inside.  for those who don’t enjoy food, it’s a bit strange that i would take so long perusing the aisles that boast 100% extra virgin olive oil imported straight from italy, or seasoned canned sardines, but for those who enjoy food, than it’s easy to see why!

seeing as the united states restricts folk under 21 to enjoy alcohol, all i could do was stare at the c’est la vie vin with sad puppy dog eyes and a broken heart.  what i was intent on, wasn’t the pinot noir or chardonnay, but it was the vin rose.  yes… that’s right.  i’m a huge sucker for rose wine.  a few older women chuckled as they walked by me and my muse.  realizing that there was no way for me to get my vin right then and there, i settled for a tin of jasmine tea (weird that its sold in an italian market) and some house roasted almonds. 

now it’s funny, when you want something really badly and you know that you’re not going to get it anytime soon and then, as if the heavens heard your call, a miracle happens.  i guess you could say a miracle happened.  when i got home there were women over, laughing, listening to some billie holiday, sipping some vin rose.  sulking into my room, they called after me, and presented me with a glass of wine.  i laughed at the thought of me drinking some wannabe wine, but as i returned into the kitchen, i saw a bottle of c’est la vie rose being passed around from lady to lady! oh the joy! the joyous joy.  i could not have been happier.  and as if all i cared about was the fact that i was drinking c’est la vie, the overall taste was quite nice too.  simple, light and refreshing.  there were of course undertones of floral tastes, and left my palete clean and wanting more.  i always have found pinot noir to be a bit heavy, and chardonnay is like traning wine in my opinion.  the rose vin de c’est la vie was perfect for two reasons.  one it was a nice combination between the chardonnay and pinot noir, and two it matched well because it tasted a bit like summer.  i know most think to drink white vino during the summer months, but i prefer the rose.  all in all, i say go buy yourself a bottle of c’est la vie rose which isn’t more than $14 a bottle, sit back, relax, and partake in the obsesssion.

miss e.

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