Showing posts with label BBQ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BBQ. Show all posts

Saturday, July 21, 2018

biloxi, part I - the food

Here we come Biloxi!

Who goes to the beach, but doesn't really go to the beach? Apparently, we do. We headed out to explore different parts of the Biloxi, Mississippi area. Things outside of the beach and casino scene. Sorta. Biloxi is pretty much a straight two hour drive from our home base of Baton Rouge. It's an easy drive if you don't hit a couple of downpours that slow traffic to a virtual halt.

This will be the first of a two-part blog. We'll do things a bit different this time. We're covering the food stuff first with our adventure spots to follow. Let's dig in.


Two Pigs

Friday, day one in Biloxi, started with an early dinner not in Biloxi. We hit up The Shed Barbeque & Blues Joint. It is located in nearby Ocean Springs, MS. It was featured on The Food Network and has a menu of award winning BBQ. The Shed is exactly how it sounds. It's informal, mostly covered outdoor eating (with giant fans to keep things comfortable). We placed our order at the counter and found a spot in the line of picnic tables, just close enough to one of the fans so our things wouldn't blow away, and I grabbed a variety of their available sauces.


Lot of available real estate on those plates.

We both went with the pulled pork. Eric's in sandwich form, mine straight pile o' meat. We also had the potato salad (good stuff), coleslaw (basic stuff) and baked beans (sweet but not savory stuff). So was the BBQ award winning? Meh. It was decent, but the portion sizes were disappointing. Comparing this with the BBQ that we can get in Baton Rouge, we were underwhelmed. We didn't grab a variety of things, so that was our mistake. We can't give a fully accurate review, but the portion size was our main complaint. Perhaps you will have (or had) better luck.


The not-so-secret recipe?

Late Saturday morning we once again found ourselves in Ocean Springs. Downtown Ocean Springs is a quaint spot lined with shops and restaurants. It was a nice discovery (that we'll revisit later) on our way to our true destination: The Tatonut Shop. I can already hear you, "What the heck is a tatonut?" We're talking donuts, but made with mashed potatoes. What? That's weird, right? Wrong. That's delicious! There's no arguing with the popularity of the place. The line was out the door. People leaving with dozens upon dozens of these things! 


You have to eat this to understand the glory.

We made it to the counter after about a twenty minute wait. We ordered a couple of plain and a couple of chocolate covered. First things first: No, it does not taste like potatoes. I'll argue that it is better. It is similar to a fried donut, but not weighed down by the oil. It's lighter, but still just the right about of density. The taste is slightly off from what we're used to. We studied them after every bight. First couple of bites: Something a little different here. Do I like it? A few bites later: These are pretty good. Different, but good. Last bites: These may be the best things I've ever eaten! Why are these not everywhere?! If you are ever in Biloxi then drive the ten minutes to Ocean Springs, wait in line, doubt what I'm telling you and then send me your thank you notes later. Don't limit yourself to a couple. Get a couple of dozen, so you don't regret that choice like we did. 


Entrance to Mary Mahoney's courtyard!

Late breakfast meant a late lunch at a place recommended by a friend, Mary Mahoney's. This is in Biloxi and is such a nice place. You enter through a beautiful courtyard that includes an oak tree that is over two thousand year old. It's a big tree. The restaurant is centered around one of America's oldest homes. This means that you aren't sitting in one giant dining room with everyone else. The are multiple rooms for dining, so it gives you a quieter intimate atmosphere. Pictures of presidents and celebrities hang all around. It's kinda fancy, but not overly so. 

The lunch menu is a steal for what you get. Quality stuff here gang. Eighteen dollars will get you a three course meal. Salad, entree with the vegetable of the day and dessert. You will not leave hungry. Eric went with a snapper stuffed with shrimp and crab sauce. I had shrimp stuffed with crabmeat dressing. We both had the bread pudding in rum sauce. Everything was good, but the highlight, as it should be, was the main course. Eric couldn't stop talking about how good his was. It was starting to get a little uncomfortable. We get, Eric. Stop moaning. 


Perfectly cooked stuffed snapper and crawfish etouffee.

After a fun-filled day on the water, you'll have to wait for part II of blog to read about that, we headed back to downtown Ocean Springs. On the way to tatornut town, it looked like such a charming spot that we had to go back. We walked along Government Street scouting the restaurants and checking their reviews on Yelp. All I knew is that I wanted shrimp and somewhere quiet. No live music beating my eardrums. Turns out that limited our choices a bit. 

We ultimately chose Mosaic Tapas Restaurant and Bar. There was a jazz band at one end of the large patio, so we sat inside. The food was a mixed bag. Eric enjoyed his giant bowl of chorizo and shrimp paella. He should not have eaten it all, but he did and he paid for it. I had the shrimp scampi. It was just meh. The service was also slow. Especially since we were practically the only people eating inside. There were more staff than inside diners. And the staff was more into their own conversations than anything else. Then there is the restaurant itself. It just looked like it didn't know what it was trying to be. There was a small disco ball on the ceiling that made it feel like we were dining on a dance floor. The six inch stage that was ten feet from us suggests that I'm not far off. If you look at the menu then you'll see what I mean. There is a little of everything on there. Bit of a warning sign if you ask me. We gave it a shot, so you don't have to.


Cool treats from the Pop Shot.

We hopped across the street for dessert from Pop Brothers. It's a small place with a giant chalk board menu. You step up, order at the window and enjoy your dessert while walking the downtown streets. They have everything from your standard popsicle flavors to your more exotic mashups. From fresh fruit strawberry to lavender milk and honey. My pineapple jalapeño pop helped pick me up from dinner disco.

Our final Biloxi spot was again not a Biloxi spot. It was, again, an Ocean Springs spot. A late start had us landing at Woody's Roadside. There is a location in Biloxi, but we decided on this one, since it seemed crowded every time we came and went from Biloxi and Ocean Springs. The Biloxi location appeared to be a bit of a tourist trap. It just had that look. This location was a bit low key, but still the same name. So we weren't really sure, but gave it a go. This ended up being a bit of a surprise. 


Fried green tomatoes straight out the fryer. Scorched taste buds alert!

We started with the fried green tomatoes. These were straight out the fryer. We all know the feeling. You take a bite of food only to be hit with the feeling that the food is cooking your mouth, breathing in and out, desperately trying to cool it. Wanting to spit it out so bad, but know table manners is all that separates us from the animals. Or something like that. Anyway, back to the (cooled off) tomatoes. Paired with a spicy remoulade sauce, this was pretty good. Eric had spicy sweet chili shrimp tacos. They were messy, but he really liked them. I went with a shrimp poboy. I could not get enough shrimp on this trip. Something about being on the coast and seeing shrimp boats, I suppose.

Our food choices were hit and miss. Tatonut heaven to dinner on the dance floor. I suppose we caught a little bit of everything. If you're in the area then definitely consider Mary Mahoney's for lunch. Dinner if you're fancy. Woody's isn't an expensive tourist trap. You'll find some nice seafood options. The Shed wasn't our bag, but maybe it was just not for us. I wouldn't dissuade anyone from going. You may like it. Just didn't quite hit the mark for us. If Mosaics has a 'Under New Management' sign when you visit then consider it. No sign, no go. There are plenty of options in downtown Ocean Springs. Pop Brothers is a nice grab and go dessert. And of course, The Tatonut Shop. Just go. This is not optional. If you go to Biloxi and don't drive over to Ocean Springs for tatonut then I'm not sure this blog is for you. We'll just have to agree to disagree on the level of how wrong you are. Tatonuts are life.


Blog Part II, Straight Ahead!


Friday, February 23, 2018

big bend or bust

In Alpine it seems the early bird gets the worm (or in this case breakfast). We missed out on breakfast offerings and there was a pause before lunch. We will say after barely two days in the desert we had to swing past a pharmacy before we hit the road. Pro Tip: Make sure you have lotion, chapstick and stay hydrated when you're in the desert.  


Greetings from Alpine

As mentioned in our last post, we decided to drive Big Bend via Marathon, so we could enter the park at Persimmon Gap. Along the way we made a quick stop along Highway 90 to capture this Target in the middle of nowhere. Seems this Target Marathon is just a spoof "guerrilla art" installation poking fun at Prada Marfa. With that checked off our list we carried on our way.  


Target Marathon

We basically sprinted through the town of Marathon. Sorry Marathon it isn't you; it's us. We had our eyes on the prize. We were so close to Big Bend.  


Proof. We made it to Big Bend National Park

At last we made it to Big Bend National Park! It took us what seemed like hours to get to Panther Junction. We had to stop by the the Fossil Discovery Exhibit (and every few feet to get out to explore, take photos, and walk around). We made it to Panther Junction (hundreds of photos later). Who needs a welcome center? "E over there. Over!" Eric (ie. E) was clueless. "There!" Eric was oblivious to the cutest little...pig-like...things. Eric had the fancy camera, so off he went to capture National Geographic worthy photos of the animal. Turns out, you're not really supposed to run after these things. Thanks (after the fact) park ranger. Eric was trying his best to coax the animal out from behind the cacti. Stacy is (apparently) a javelina whisperer. Wait. What? Two more?! To which Eric responded, "I have the camera set on video if they charge you. Don't worry, I'll capture it." Such a gentleman! It should be noted, if you ever see javelina, give it some space. These are, despite our example, wild animals. 


Making Friends with Javelina.

Pro Tip: When you only have a few days at a National Park, check in at the visitors center and speak with a Ranger. They can tell you the points of interest that should be seen with a limited amount of time. The rangers gave us the routes to take and offered up other words of advice (especially with a park at full capacity).  

We carried on our way through the park knowing we would be back the following morning. We still managed to take more photos. I may have stopping to photograph every cactus we came across. Hungry, we decided to start heading toward Terlingua. After a wrong turn (I blame Waze, Eric blames Stacy) we made it to the Terlingua Cemetery. We stopped to wander around and take a few photos.  


Terlingua Cemetery Chisos Mountains in the Background

We then headed back to a roadside bbq place we had passed earlier. DB's Rustic Iron BBQ hit the spot. We had the smoked turkey, sausage, and brisket. The food was delicious and we caught the sunset while dining al fresco in the desert. Besides being a Ghost Town, Terlingua is also the home of an International Chili Cook-off. Apparently, it's a pretty big deal, so check it out if you're in the area on the first Saturday of November.  


Roadside goodness.

After dinner we pressed onto our next AirBnb (where we would stay for two nights). We stayed at the Greasewood Grocery. It was once a small grocery store that was converted into a cabin. Pam was a lovely hostess. The Greasewood had great views of the stars at night and sunrises in the morning. We had to learn to conserve water here. The showers had limited amounts of hot water. We became champions at maximizing the hot water. We hope we helped West Texas and their drought with our water conservation efforts.      
Greasewood Grocery. Home Sweet Home for two nights.

The next morning, after quick hot water showers, we headed back into Terlingua for breakfast and coffee at La Posada Milagro. They had a good breakfast and great baristas. I pretended this was the desert version of Starbucks. Note worthy points: if you're a wifi junkie then the town of Terlingua has free wifi, the park has cell phone service, and our AirBnB also had coverage. Along the highway, however, there was no cell service or wifi. Both nights at the Greasewood the sheriff pulled into the parking around the grocery. We assumed to use the free wifi. Wifi is life. We feel ya. 

After breakfast, we hit up a gas station. Eric's PTSD was still fresh from almost running out of gas. By the time we entered the park it was after 10:30 am. We knew, based upon what the Ranger told us the day before, we should head to Santa Elena Canyon. The views were breath taking. We also met lots of friendly hikers along the way. Don't be afraid to talk to the people around you here. Everyone is in a great mood! 


Eric and Santa Elena Canyon 

Our next stop was the Rio Grande Village. It was here we pulled the trusty Yeti out and had a picnic lunch. We also broke out the map and Eric insisted we get another hike in before the day ended. Off we drove to Mule Ears Spring Trail. It should be said...this hike...we never finished. We came close, but no dice. There were no trail markers along the way. It wasn't until we returned home, and I was telling a coworker of this hike, that we discovered the All Trails App. Had we known of this app, someone (Stacy) probably never would have had the extreme meltdown in the Chihuahuan Desert. In her defense, every hiker we came across said, "You're close!" or "It's just another 1/3 of a mile to go!" Those people...terrible with measurement and time. Big...fat...liars.    


Mule Ears and the Chihuahuan Desert (aka, Never-ending Hike)

Once we made it back to the car, Eric decided it would be best to head back to Terlingua to feed his hungry girlfriend. The Starlight Theatre is quite popular. We had about an hour and a half hour wait, but they've thought of that. Next to the Starlight is the Terlingua Trading Company gift shop. It's full of local art and all kinds of souvenirs at every price point. There was entertainment outside on the huge porch. A (local?) group of musicians played the entire time we were there. We caught our last desert sunset of the trip here. 


Sunset from The Starlight Theatre Porch 

The Starlight had amazing chips and guacamole. The chicken-fried wild boar was pretty delicious, too. When in Texas they know chicken-fried things. Take advantage. During the meal we were able to catch more live music on the theatre stage. It was a great end to a fun day of hiking and exploring Big Bend and Terlingua. 
   


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Monday, February 19, 2018

how many miles to alpine?


After a night in San Antonio it was decided we should refuel and hit the road with a BBQ lunch in our bellies. A quick search let us know our travel food idol Anthony Bourdain was going to be no help. He was too cool for San Antonio BBQ and Tex Mex. Sorry Anthony- your loss.  Andrew Zimmer  was going to have to point us in the right BBQ direction.  Off we headed to Two Bros BBQ Market.  Two Bros BBQ was delicious. The smoked sausage and pulled pork we shared hit the spot.  They also had a great pickle bar and something that was a little unexpected: Grape Kool-Aid was a drink option.  
Two Bros BBQ Pulled Pork


Once lunch was over, with filled out bellies we hit the road to Alpine, TX. After driving for hours we passed Fort Stockton. Fort Stockton had three exits just off Interstate 10. Lots of options for gas. Eric's co-pilot (ie. Stacy) was very optimistic the Alpine exit would also be a cornucopia of gas stations. Much to the co-pilot’s (ie.Stacy's) dismay this was not the case. It was either turn around and go back to Fort Stockton or run out of gas on the way to Alpine. After trying to interject humor, the car was headed back to Fort Stockton. We pulled into a gas station with only 7 miles left to go on the tank. One of us (ie. Stacy) was still trying to find humor. One of us just knew that we would be stranded on the interstate.  At least we can both laugh about this now. By both of us, we mean one of us. When people tell you anytime that you see a gas station in West Texas to fill up-  listen to those sage words of advice. Fill up. Even if you're at half a tank. Fill up. Trust us!  


The highway into Alpine was quiet. We were in awe of the scenery. Each mile became better and better. We were both excited and in wonder of what lay ahead.      
Alpine and Marfa Ahead 

We stopped in Alpine for dinner at La Casita. Another fun fact: a lot of places aren't open in Alpine on certain days of the week. Things are hit or miss. La Casita hit the spot and saved us from traveling hungry. 


Big Bend Brewing, Tejas Clara.
Marfa was where we ended our day. We were going to do it Marfa style. Our first AirBnB in an Airstream. Our host (thankfully) had the heater going a full blast when we arrived. It was so cold! Eric was living his best life in the Airstream. It's safe to say Stacy wasn't. If you're a fan of tight spaces, limited hot water for your showers, and a bathroom a foot away from the bed then the Airstream is for you! Stacy slyly suggested the next morning that Eric take the first shower. After many attempts and a (slight) meltdown, Eric was able to get the shower door to shut.  
Apache Pines RV Park. Stardust neon in the distance.
With the car reloaded, we headed into Marfa for coffee and the best breakfast burritos of our life. Marfa is not well marked. If you see a lot of cars parked around a place then it's safe to say that's the place you've been searching for. Eric was wearing his Bu-cee's shirt with a Matthew McConaughey quote from Dazed and Confused, "It would be a whole lot cooler if you did." It seemed the only logical place to go for breakfast was a place the mighty McConaughey highly recommend. Marfa Burrito was breakfast burrito heaven!  
This burrito, y'all. Yes. 
Stuffed full of Marfa Burrito goodness we walked around Marfa taking in the sights and the shops. We took photos along the way. Be sure to check out our Instagram if you'd like to see more photos from Marfa. Our next stop was to the art installation, Prada Marfa.  This has been on Stacy's bucket list for over ten years. We were this close. We had to scratch it off. After photo bombing several other tourists, we decided to head on our way. We stopped more than a few times for photos along the way back through Marfa to Alpine. We also may have acquired a cool looking, weathered, skull along the road on one of these stops. Yes, we kept it. This is Texas and this is a road trip. It seemed appropriate.    
Prada Marfa
We retraced through Marfa and headed back to Alpine for the night. Our second AirBnB stay awaited us this time at Pinon Ranch Guest Cottage. We were able to walk around the grounds, enjoying the horses, windmill, and deer. The scenery here was beautiful. It was a nice tranquil change of pace. No shower doors to fuss with and ample hot water!  
Horse at Pinon Ranch Guest Cottage
After befriending the horse we headed into Alpine to check out the Museum of the Big Bend. The museum is very informative on the history of Big Bend and the region. It helped us decide to drive to Marathon and enter the park through the (northern) Persimmon Gap entrance in hopes to see more of the park. We knew our time at Big Bend was going to be limited. After driving past a few places that were closed for dinner, we stumbled into Plaine Coffee. It was a fun coffee shop meets laundry kinda place. The staff was super helpful. They were able to suggest a place that was open for dinner: The Saddle Club. We had a great meal and we had to laugh that the options there were all very Cajun! A shrimp poboy in the desert never tasted so good!  

We went to bed that night wondering what excitement the next day would hold.  Big Bend or bust!  


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