Capital City Grill, Part 2

Posted on November 6, 2009

AKA Never again.

My old roommate, Sarah, and I wanted to go out to lunch today, so I decided to give the previously reviewed Capital City Grill a second chance. It was a mistake. It was much busier than last time, having been featured in the Lincoln Journal Star today. I again got a server who seemed to have never waited tables before. She mumbled through taking our order. My roommate ordered a turkey burger and fries, and I ordered the Chicken Oscar with a side salad. A few minutes later the waitress came back and asked me what side I wanted with my chicken, mash or risotto. I went with the 3-cheese risotto.

A while later (it was busy, so that’s understandable), she came back with our food, but had to auction it off. For those who haven’t worked restaurant industry before, auctioning is the process of asking “who had the chicken? ok here you go. who had the pasta? ok here you go. the steak?” etc. Generally considered a big no no. Especially bad when you have to do it at a table of two.

Sarah said her turkey burger and fries were fine. My chicken though was a different story. I got a five or six ounce chicken breast. Ate it up in four small bites. About a half cup of risotto, which was tasty. Two sprigs of asparagus. No crab at all. It would seem the thing which makes Chicken Oscar Oscar’d, was forgotten. And the dish was bathed in a tarragon sauce which might have been tasty, but it had gelatinized, presumably whilst sitting out waiting for the turkey burger to be cooked. Tarragon jelly is not an appetizing thing. Busy is one thing, but half-assing one’s way through a $13 lunch dish and forgetting a crucial ingredient is terrible.

Notice I made no reference to the salad. That’s because it never came. C’est la vie.

So I won’t be going back. And with the two experiences I’ve had, compared with experiences I’ve heard from a few others, we shall see if Capital City Grill lasts longer than some of the previous tenants that have occupied the location in the past decade.

Next time I’m going to try Toast!, the restaurant that just opened up in the super-yuppie development just across the highway from me.

Capital City Grill

Posted on October 19, 2009

I had the opportunity to stop at a new restaurant here in Lincoln for lunch the other day, the Capital City Grill. Just opened last week, they’re located in the Haymarket in the old Magnolia’s location. The interior is nice, basically exactly the same as it was when it was Magnolia’s. It was rather chilly inside though. The restaurant was very lonely. At one point I was literally the only person in there, when the bartender stepped outside and the waiter went into the kitchen.

The lunch menu was a little small but had a good variety of options, including some intriguing risotto bowls, and a lunch-sized steak au poivre. I ordered a hamburger with pepper bacon, Havarti, and BBQ sauce, and a side of sea salt and pepper seasoned french fries. It came with a tomato slice and some mixed greens, which I liked rather than a single piece of lettuce. The burger was very good, big and meaty. The only downside was that there was way too much BBQ sauce on the sandwich; on the first bite the sauce plotzed all over my plate and splashed my shirt. Perhaps a thicker sauce or less of it. The fries were so-so, not bad but not particularly impressive.

The one thing they need to work on is their procedures. The waiter stumbled when he first greeted me and forgot what to say. The bartender’s mobile phone rang a couple times while I was in there. And while I was waiting for my food, my waiter was sitting a few tables away eating his lunch, where he apparently thought I couldn’t see. I do hope he washed his hands.

However, I do intend to give it another try sometime. Maybe get a steak or something.

Date Night at JTK

Posted on April 1, 2008

Don and I are both bartenders at a very upscale restaurant in the Lincoln Haymarket, JTK. Monday nights the restaurant runs an excellent special known as the “Date Night”, which consists of:

• An appetizer for two
• Soup or salad
• Two entrees
• A dessert for two
• A bottle of wine

All selected from a limited, but excellent, menu. Being as we both had the evening off, Don and I decided to take advantage of this offering. In a totally hetero way of course. And I brought the camera.

We started the evening off with a nice glass of amber Laphroaig 10yr, of which I keep a private supply behind the bar:

So delicious and smoky. Naturally this led to a discussion of scotches, a common subject for us.

Next up, our lovely waitress Amber brought out the appetizer. We decided on the caprese:

Slices of tomato and mozzarella cheese, drizzled with balsamic vinaigrette. Sooo good, and so very simple.

Amber then brought out our wine. We selected the Stump Jump, a blend of shiraz and grenache:

An excellent basic wine from d’Arenberg in Australia, it’s not as strong as most shirazes (Shiraces? Shirazii? I’ve had this discussion before…), and is maybe a little fruitier and more balanced? I dunno, I’m usually talking out of my ass when it comes to wine, and I was already half lit up from the scotch anyways.

I should probably put a jump in here, because I’ve got a bunch more photos to go.
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Howard’s Pantry

Posted on January 25, 2008

Went out to eat at Howard’s Pantry the other night, one of my favorite eateries in town. The Pantry is an excellent source for good home cooked food at an excellent price. Located on 48th street between Normal and Van Dorn, it is a local institution that has been around for basically forever.

Stepping into The Pantry is really like going into grandma’s living room. The decor clearly hasn’t been updated since the late ’60s. And that’s a part of the charm.

The dining room.
It’s a restaurant that’s relatively unknown among those under the age of 70, but because it’s been around for so long it is beloved by the elderly. It is not uncommon to hear a comment about those damn dimmycrats or the colored or whatever.

Your typical Pantry patron.
The menu is your good old home cooked fare, a few different burgers and sandwiches, an amazing tuna melt, a fish sandwich, and their daily specials. Be sure to come in for the smorgas board buffet as well.

So many deals!

Their weekend specials.
I opted for the roast beef and potatoes on a slice of bread, along with a trip to the salad bar and a Green River soda. It was awesomely delicious, and they use these ancient metal plates for the salad bar that are probably made of lead or something. The food there is never disappointing though.

Mmmm. Roast beef, potatoes, gravy, and bread.

Green River soda. It tastes like green.

Be sure to give them a visit. The food is great, my dining companion and I both walked away full for less than twenty bucks. Good times at the Howard’s Pantry.

2 in 1!

Posted on January 17, 2008

Yes that’s right two posts in one! Went to a concert at Duffy’s Tavern last night to see the famous Loup River Band & Street Choir, along with friends Patrick Bradley and The Sleepover. There was dangerously bad snow out, so turnout was low, but Beerorkid was there, along with pints of very tasty 2 Below ESB for $2, so it definitely was a good time. The opener was Patrick “Motherfuckin’” Bradley doing a one-man set, complete with a singalong. That was followed up by a newer band, The Sleepover, which produced a great set. Finally, Loup River took the stage, and was fully awesome. It was guitarist/vocalist Jeff’s birthday, so happy birthday was sung, and cake was ate. How many bands give you birthday cake? Kickin’ rad. Pictures are at the Flickr.

Whilst at the show, I noticed a poster advertising “Feckin’ Irish Whiskey”. With a name like that, I was too curious to not try it. The bartenders were surprised that somebody was willing to try it. They had to hunt for the bottle, and it was brand new and unopened. Nobody knew what to charge for it, so we got it for $3 a shot (thanks Esteban!) So here’s another tasting review, for Feckin’ Irish Whiskey.

Nose: Very sweet, a bit of vanilla, almost no whiskey scent. A very mellow nose.
Flavor: Still very sweet. It’s a spiced whiskey, so it tasted more like rum than whiskey. The closest I can compare it to would be Captain Morgan, but with a bit of whiskey floated on top. It’s not a very complex flavor if I’m honest, and as I said, not very whiskey like. There’s very little barrel taste, and some vanilla flavor to it.
Finish: The finish was smooth and uncomplex, with almost no burn to speak of. As Steve said, it tasted better than it smelled. A couple of ice cubes dropped in served to mellow it a little.

It wasn’t a bad whiskey, but it wasn’t a very great one either, at least for an unwhiskey-like whiskey. If I were feeling more generous, I might be pushed to give it a 3, but as it is I wasn’t so much impressed as not horrified, so I’ll give it 2.5 out of 5.

Crabby Bill’s Mini-Review

Posted on January 3, 2008

Disclosure: Among Crabby Bill’s employed staff, one waitress, one bartender, and something like four or five cooks are friends who used to work at the country club with me. I’ll try not to let that color my review.

Crabby Bill’s opened up this autumn in the Lincoln Haymarket, at 8th and Q. As the name implies it’s mostly a seafood menu, with a delightfully tacky decór with a seaside shack theme. My only complaint about the atmosphere was the awful reggae music, but with a set theme for your restaurant satellite radio you are limited in your selection. And they are unaffiliated with the chain of Crabby Bills restaurants in the south.

Being as I work just around the corner from this place, and I know a bunch of people there, I thought I’d stop in after getting out of work early (sorry Tyler). Steve already reviewed the place and said it was nummy, so that’s good enough for me. Oddly enough, they remembered him too, because he was taking pictures.

It was a pretty slow night there (and all over the Haymarket, really) so I just decided to have a seat at the bar. I ordered me a greyhound, as we were having a discussion about them at work earlier that evening, and I could use the vitamin C.

Looked over the menu, saw some good options but ultimately went with the grouper ($17.95). I probably should have taken notes, but I’ll do with what I can with my vodka- and cold medicine-addled brain. The fish was massive, filling up the big plate shaped like a fish. It was definitely more than I was expecting. It came with a side of sauteed carrots and some “spuds”. The grouper was doused in a citrus-y buttery sauce that if I recall right, had white wine in it as well. It was damn tasty, and almost more than I could eat. The “spuds” as they call them, were big chunks of potato in a creamy-cheesy-oniony-bacony au gratin affair that, apparently got some bad reviews but I thought they were quite good. I’d eat ‘em again. And the carrots, so gooood, made exactly like my grandma used to make them. Like for real, she prepared them exactly the same as these were. I have to say I was impressed with my fish, though I was told by the chef that next time, I have to try the tuna. So I will be going back, after I hit up a couple of the other Haymarket restaurants for sure.

Tasting Notes: Bruichladdich 10

Posted on November 29, 2007

Yep, time for another round of tasting notes. We’ll go with the Bruichladdich 10 year, thank you very much. Bruichladdich is a mighty tasty whisky from the isle of Islay, and the only independently operated one of two independently operated distilleries on the island (thanks Armin!) The distillery has been around since 1881 and ran until 1994; it then shut down until it was purchased in 2000 and renovated. Most interestingly, they came under the scrutiny of American intelligence, as their stills can be used to make chemical WMDs, apparently. Their website has a number of webcams from around the distillery, as well as videos of the whisky being made. Interesting stuff, but on to the whisky itself.

Its nose is definitely the lightest of the Islay bunch, not very smoky but still very rich. Touches of sweetness and slightly oaky. Tastewise it has just a hint of peat, with a lot of malty flavor. It has a very pleasant finish, and is surprisingly soft for a young Islay. I’m not gonna lie, out of all the scotches I’ve tried at JTK so far, this one is my favorite. Gonna have to ask for a bottle for Christmas, for sure. Mmmm.

Image courtesy of the Bruichladdich website

A Lot of Booze

Posted on November 22, 2007

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This is what happens when I realize how full my liquor cabinet is. From left to right: Absente (Sarah’s faux-absinthe), Johnny Walker Gold Label, Navan vanille cognac, Maker’s Mark, Cragganmore 12 year, Kahlua, Phillips-Union vanilla whiskey, Bacardi Select, Campari bitters, Danzka Vodka, Hangar One orange vodka, Svedka vodka, Vermouth, Blavod black vodka, Pernod Pastis, Bombay Sapphire (Sarah’s again), Sazerac Rye whiskey, and Pama pomegranate liqueur.

I need to work on some mixology, see what I can create (though I think I need to expand the collection a little more too. Perhaps track down some 350/500 mL bottles for that). Really though, I need to drink more so I can work this collection down some. Anybody want to help?

I’m not concerned though, you’re not really an alcoholic until you are making your own simple syrup. (Which reminds me, I need to make some.)

Tasting Notes: Cragganmore 12 and Isle of Jura

Posted on November 16, 2007

I thought I’d try something fun. I have a little notebook I carry with me when I go a drinkin’, so that I can make notes of the different things I try and remember what I like. I call it my scotch diary, though really it applies to any tipple. Anyway, now you can expect from time to time, a post, a review if you will, of what I’ve been drinking.

To start off with, the other night I cracked open a bottle of Cragganmore 12 year, a gift that was given me by an old friend. A Speyside single malt, the Cragganmore distillery has been running since 1869. This whisky is light gold in color, and has a sweet, mellow bouquet with a hint of sherry. Then I drank some. It has a very full, almost floral taste, with a bit of char. It is very smooth, and somewhat complex, with a smokier, less herbal finish.

3.5 out of 5

Next up in the ole diary, I had the opportunity to try Isle of Jura whisky. We have a number of scotches behind the bar, and I spend many slow nights smelling them and salivating. Me and the other bartenders have decided to do a tour of the many whiskies, so I thought I’d start with Jura. Isle of Jura is the only whisky made on Jura, and classified as an Island whisky, a subset of the Highland family. I tried the 10 year, which is honey amber in color, with a sweet, almost honey-like nose. Tastewise, Isle of Jury is very spicy, almost forceful. At first, it doesn’t have the heavy peat flavor associated with whiskies from neighboring Islay, though that “mouth full of smoke” flavor soon appears, with a lasting aftertaste.

3 out of 5

7 Things You Didn’t Know About the McRib

Posted on November 10, 2007

Ah, every year McDonalds unleashes the McRib upon the country, and it is our duty to eat one as remembrance of how disappointing it is. And thus, I present to you a list of facts about the beloved ribwich.

1. The original boneless rib sandwich was invented in Sweden in 1547 when King Gustav Vasa’s castle was besieged by rebels from the town of Småland. All that was left to feed his troops were loaves of bread, twelve boars, and a smoked sauce made from honey called rydbojölk. King Gustav I ordered the sidemeats peeled from the boars and placed directly from the boar onto the sandwich, raw and drizzled with the rydbojölk. Onions, pickles, and cooking were added in later generations.
2. The modern McRib was developed in a laboratory at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln. Scientists were working towards creating a stronger caulking compound when a careless lab technician spilled some of his McNugget BBQ sauce onto the drying compound. The slotted shape of the sandwich was originally due to planks of wood laid across the compound to see how well it would bond to the wood. Soy paste and a small percentage of sawdust from the wood were added to give the sandwich/caulk a more palatable mouthfeel.
3. The world record for the most McRibs eaten goes to the late Olaf Gustafson, a Swedish immigrant who, upon emigrating to the United States in 1982, was so excited to discover his favorite food from his homeland was featured on the menu at a New York McDonalds, he swore to eat one every day. He consumed 796 McRibs before his death in early 1985 of advanced heart disease.
4. The worled record for most McRibs eaten in a single sitting belongs to Japanese salaryman Takahashi Matsuzaka, who in 1998 consumed 23 of the sandwiches in a thirty minute span of time. Immediately upon completing this astonishing feat, doctors pumped two pints of BBQ sauce from his stomach.
5. Pop musician Joe Jackson’s song “Steppin’ Out” was inspired by a girlfriend who took him on a date to McDonald’s. They were “steppin’ out” for a McRib. The lyric “But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine” refers to the red and yellow arched sign about the fast food restaurant.
6. A very rare, but incredibly popular, phenomenon is when McDonald’s corporate release calendars align in such a manner that the McRib sandwich and the Shamrock Shake are available in the same time period. Called the “Black ‘n’ Irish” by some, many locations offer this combination as a special combo meal. The sweet sauce of the McRib and the minty flavor of the Shamrock Shake are perfect compliments to each other. This phenomenon occurs approximately thrice every decade.
7. Former Prime Minister of Estonia Mart Laar was so fond of the sandwich that he requested a McRib plate, complete with french fries and a McNugget appetizer, as the official meal for his inauguration dinner in 1992. Twenty-two McDonald’s cooks were flown in from Germany to prepare 150 McRibs, 900 McNuggets, and 125 pounds of french fries, for various heads of state, visiting dignitaries, and national celebrities. It is unknown whether they had apple pies for dessert.

I hope you enjoyed these facts about the history of a popular sandwich, and remember, every time you eat a McRib, you’re eating caulk.

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