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Jam and Honey

Jam and Honey is a recently opened restaurant in Lincoln Park.

Viola’s Take:

I had heard that the food was pretty good from my friend Shaz who lives nearby. One day after housesitting for their staycation in a local hotel we decided to BYOB it up.  Oh, what a shame that things weren’t as good as they could have been.

BYOB restaurants are pretty kickass in my opinion. Its super lame though when a restaurant is overcharging for mixers like orange juice. We each got a tiny glass of fresh squeezed orange juice.  I’m not a penny pincher but it just seemed like an unfair price point for the amount we got. I should have heeded the warning of the internet that the service was lackluster as well. Our waitress stopped by 3 times total including order taking. I’m not a high maintainance customer but if I need something (like missing toast, ahem) I need someone to ask. And honestly if the food were good enough I would totally be cool with all of this. Sometimes shit like that is worth it for something that you would slap yo mamma to eat.

That just wasnt true unfortunately. Blink and I make a habit of ordering everything and then just splitting from there (post on the theory of this forthcoming). So we got the Chorizo Potato Hash and the Chicken and Waffles.

Firstly the Chorizo Potato Hash. Womp womp. The dish was full of roasted peppers and a bit of meat but honestly nothing tasted of chorizo. This is especially strange considering the amount of grease that looks distinctly of the paprika infused sausage. So without even the taste of chorizo and all that grease I was disappointed. In addition to that there was a significant execution flaw in my eyes, the potatoes. It’s sort of silly that the potatoes were grey in the hash. Not all of them but there was a greyish hue which indicates that they were probably cut early in the morning and not stored correctly.  Shame. Its a simple thing to cut a potato. Do it a couple times during the day or store your cut potatoes in water so they dont grey. Simple.

The chicken and waffles was average. I rather enjoyed slathering them both with the housemade orange marmalade. That was delicious and should be used more often in the dishes. Oh and the dollop in the center is a great honey vanilla butter. I wish I had more of it. Goodness gracious I would eat that slathered on bread any day of the week.

Blink’s Take:

I’m… gonna keep it short and not so sweet on this place. The location of this restaurant will keep this place limping on for ages. Our two dishes had nothing to set them apart. Whats more is there was a line out the door to eat here. WHY FOOD GOD? WWWWHHHHHYYYYYYY!?!?! The chicken was dry, the chorizo didn’t seem like it had chorizo in it and our waitress ignored us. I hope another more worthy owner moves in and serves some good food to the over entitled students that frequent their site.

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Valentines Day Viola Style

For Blink’s Valentines Day things I made him brunch and gave him a delcious box of chocolates. The chocolates were from a kickbutt local company that we both highly reccomend. Their carmels are something I tremendously enjoyed. (I’m not a chocolate person as a general rule)

For his brunch I planned to have some blood orange mimosas as booze needs to be reppin in order to qualify as brunch. Also because I had to use the blood oranges I impulse bought because they looked so yummy. The other thing I made was some candied bacon in the shape of a heart. We often make it for brunches. Simplest recipe ever. Oven at 350. Slap some bacon on a well lined sheet pan. Sprinkle some brown sugar and perhaps some maple syrup on it and bake for 20 minutes. Delicious. The bacon shriveled to a very awkward shape that was nowhere near a heart so I decided to spare anyone from having to see the pictures.

For even more Valentines day spirit I made pink tinged pancakes. Or at least tried to. I took this recipe and doubled the amount of raspberries. I think that made it purple more than pink as you can see. I didn’t cut them into heart shapes as suggested after the miserable disaster of the bacon. So good though. In hindsight I probably shouldnt have picked these pancakes for Blink’s brunch as they are more my taste than his but he enjoyed them slathered with butter.

The final thing that I  made is Bob’s favorite brunch dish ever. Corned beef hash. I used a recipe from my favorite site maybe ever, Serious Eats, and rocked it out. Blink was there when grocery shopping and he called corned beef has as soon as he saw me buying the cut of meat but he said that he was surprised with how I did. His favorite part was the addition of the poblano.

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A Diatribe about Champagne

Quite possibly this is the most uppity thing I will ever post about but it bothers me. Truly, it does.

During the brunch that this blog was conceived at there was a table next to us. It was full of obviously well off upper 20 somethings who seemed impeccably dressed, if all you care about is labels, and picking daintily at their food.  We were in River North so I expected the this sort of people.  I noticed they had mimosas so I got jealous as I was under the impression that this was sadly a boozeless place. It apparently was BYOB but my anger reached a peak when I realized what champagne they were using.

Veuve clicquot.

My friends, I am a champagne drinker and that is not a cheap bottle. Like $40 at least. What in god’s green earth made you think fancy champagne was going to be enhanced by orange juice?! In the delicious mimosa equation (see highly technical diagram) the place to upgrade is clearly in the juice not in the champagne as any old bottle of Andre (~$6) will do.  Fresh squeeze oranges, import blood oranges from Portugal, at this point even gold leaf the fucking rim not waste an incredibly delicate well-balanced champagne.

To me it is a case of knowledge and class versus excess that you can afford. Just because you can buy several bottles of high-class champagne and drink it during brunch doesn’t mean you should. If you knew your ass from a hole in the ground, you would know that this isn’t a good place to spend that money. Buy your tiny little dog something diamond encrusted instead. A good place to spend money is on the accents that cost. Something like good olive oil, whole vanilla beans, the fancy not flourescent red maraschino cherries or if you’re THAT rich some truffle products.  Sigh. Money ain’t never bought class.

I had not yet mentioned any of this to Blink when they had finished that one and now brought out a bottle of Moet Chandon. I whispered my irritation and then proceeded to judge them for other things. Like how the overprocessed blonde was wearing 6 inch black leather platform heels with jeans and a sweater to brunch. You are not doing the walk of shame. Stop it. You are too old and too rich (obviously) for such tomfoolery.

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