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The Art of Solo Dining: Table for One

Posted by CMH Gourmand on July 31, 2010

“A lot of people find solo dining an unpleasant experience, and it is certainly true that many restaurants can make it intimidating as they lead you through a crowded restaurant to a seat where you will be so conspicuous that you should have a large neon sign above your head reading “Sir William of No Mates”. Others in the restaurant will stare at you, many will compose their facial features to express pity, others contempt. All will be hugely glad they are not in your situation.

-Simon Makumdar, in his book Eat My Globe

It is frequently brought to my attention that I am atypical. Recently, I was speaking with a female friend and she shared she has never seen a movie by herself because it freaks her out. We then started to discuss dining and the solo question came up again – many people are uncomfortable eating alone inside and outside their abode.

While I think any meal is better shared with friends, by circumstance and my own nature I frequently dine alone. Apparently I do so much more often than a typical person. I do have some advantages in the area. I am an only child so I am well practiced at entertaining myself. I have lived alone almost as long as I have lived in the company of others. Because I have rarely had the luck in life to have instant access to people that have the combination of the time, money and interest to pursue my passions to the extreme extent that I do, I often head off on my own since I figure if I wait for someone to be ready…..I’ll keep waiting. As for temperament, for those of you that follow the Myers Briggs, I am an INTJ, a rare personality type known for being fiercely independent.

All of the this being said, I decided to start asking around about the art of eating alone. This is a summary of what I found (accuracy is +/- 91%). Women are more uncomfortable with dining alone than men. Most of us seem comfortable dining out sans company at breakfast and lunch. Dinner seems to be the apex of discomfort. Friday and Saturday night solo dining is absolutely feared especially if it is at a fine dining establishment such as Alana’s or the Refectory.

For those of you new to the world of solo dining, I would suggest reading the book – Alone in the Kitchen with an Eggplant. The book is a buffet of stories about eating, cooking and dining alone. For some a meal shielded from the world is a can of cold refried beans and for others it is an extravagant meal without the pomp and circumstance needed by the presence of others. I discovered the writer/blogger Erin Ergenbright in the book and have found her to be a great source for Portland area dining establishments and advice in general (guess where one of my next trips will be).


It you are ready to test the waters of independent dining – here are a few suggestions from years of experience:

Take a magazine, not a book.

A book says to people – “don’t approach me, I am deep in thought” and it says, “I am a nerd, I eat alone all the time”. That can be a good thing – if I don’t want to be bothered, I take a book. I more often take a magazine along for the meal. Magazines are easier manhandle and maneuver around appetizers, entrees and cocktails. If you spill on a magazine, no big deal, it you spill on a book – well – it may bring you to tears or get you in deep trouble with the library. You are likely to read through a magazine while eating a meal which allows the opportunity to leave the place with two accomplishments – a completed magazine and a finished meal. A magazine says, come interrupt me… if you must, while a book says – I am here to hide so don’t come and fill my water glass when I am thirsty. Magazines are great for quick bursts of distraction between bites.

Buy an iPhone.
I hate those people. You know them. People that cannot and will not disconnect from their electronic worlds and must interface and interact with their handheld devices constantly – even during a conversation or in the company of their companions. Not cool. I have started to do this on occasion and I think I have caught myself most times. When dining alone, a “crackberry” is OK, but an iPhone is so much more fun. It is also the perfect tool for a food writer or food enthusiast. Having quick access to notes, a camera, the Internet, Urbanspoon, etc., makes discreet food research much more viable. While between courses you can make lists, check e-mail, twitter about your meal instead of twittering your thumbs and have an quick and easy way to avoid unwanted attention or conversation. This is the perfect tool for creating a “shield” from others at a bar. Or it can be a quick way to strike up a conversation if someone is looking for directions or hoping to settle a bet.

Sit at the bar

Most restaurants will serve you the full menu at the bar or in some cases offer an even better and cheaper bar menu. In between bites if there is too much dead time – you can always drink. Bartenders are used to the fine art of chatting with customers that want the company or drifting away when chatter is not on your plate for the night.

Take a notebook
As much as I love my MacBook, when I need to get big thinking done or reason through a challenge, a notebook and a pen can’t be beat. If I am not writing and plotting then I still have plenty to do. I find my best thoughts come when I am unplugged and only focused on one thing – eating. I am constantly making lists of things I need to do when I plug back in. I find the piece of paper a good guide to get everything done. And I find crumbling the list and pitching it in the recycling bin provides a tangible sense of accomplishment, you can’t get that from a deleted word document.

Don’t chat on your cell phone

Sitting in an eatery chatting on your phone is rude and among my biggest pet peeves. It disrupts digestion (thanks Alana). I would love for public places to bring back phone booths to serve as containment areas for long, loud cell phone talkers so they can take their conversations into a private place instead of a public forum. If you are bored between courses, try the strategies I have listed above or send a text. Unless someone is dying there is no reason why I need to listen to your conversation in the small spaces of a restaurant…take your phone and yourself outside.


Surefire solo dining experiences:

OK, now that you are mentally prepared and have some strategies for killing time between courses, here are a few suggestions for your solo flight into solitary dining.

Northstar Cafe
Northstar caters to large parties and individual diners with several types of eating spaces. There are large communal tables where people can intermingle. There are also round counters with a center placed pillar to shield from eye contact and other counters placed at the windows facing out to the views of the street. At Northstar, you place your order at the counter, get a number so your meal can be delivered to you and while you are waiting there are plenty of magazines to read for free or buy for later.

Deepwood
I am deeply devoted to Deepwood. Their bar menu and cocktail selections provide variety at a good value. If you have time to kill between bites – just read the menu and the wine list – each provide entertainment for twenty minutes or more. The bar staff can talk food and spirits in depth if you are looking for some education to pass your time.

Nancy’s
Nancy’s is the original eat it and beat it destination in Clintonville. For dinner, you have one or two choices for your meal. So you do not need to waste time or conversation with the ordering process. You could probably get by with just pointing if need be. You pick what you want to eat. You eat it. And then, you beat it. With an empty stool and some focus you could be in and out in under five minutes. Or if it is slow, you can leisurely hang out, read the paper and talk local comings and goings to your heart’s content.

If you have more tips, please share them.

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Jimbo’s Burger and Biker Bar: South Bloomingville

Posted by CMH Gourmand on June 14, 2010

During my many years of roaming around the Hocking Hills I have driven by Jimbo’s countless times. I was always intrigued by the place but never stopped due to being too full, too hurried or too late to my next destination. Or maybe it was the 50 to 100 Harley’s parked in front of the place that made me hesitate to halt my journey. I deferred on each opportunity to drop in and drove on by.

Recently I found out that Jimbo’s likes hogs of both varieties – bikes and pigs. Jimbo’s is famous for their Hog Burger, a large, all pork sandwich that gets a lot of buzz on the biker boards. This was the tipping point for me and called for immediate investigation.

The drive from Columbus or Athens to Jimbo’s is scenic and serene (at least at the end) since the bar is located near Old Man’s Cave and Ash Cave. My Subaru sauntered into the gravel parking lot and felt a bit out of place even through there were only two bikes and a sports car in the lot. Walking inside, I was immediately pegged as a greenhorn/city slicker/cracker but accepted and welcomed in spite of my lack of credibility. My initial thoughts of the place channeled images of the Blues Brothers Band walking into the country and western bar in the Blues Brothers movie. Except this is a biker bar and I was clearly bikeless. I announced that I had arrived to try their famous big burger. One of the patrons asked how many I was going to get, since he described them as being “like White Castles”. Having a bit of forewarning on burger size, I played along and let him know that since I already had lunch, I was going to limit myself to two. I ordered a hamburger and a pork burger so I could give both a fair shake.

While I waited for the food, I chatted with the staff and the customers – all of whom are regulars. Jimbo’s is open Thursday to Sunday with reduced hours during the winter but a slightly larger menu when it is cold. The off season menu includes a fan favorite chili and a Texas style corn chip chili casserole, which reads as divine. The decor is a mix of motorcycle, NASCAR and hog themed (motorcycle and pig) chic, so I was somewhat out of my element. There is an impressive T-shirt collection affixed to the ceiling that took a long time for me to read (and appreciate). I learned the bar is packed most of the night and day on Saturday and Sunday. It often starts to fill up early Friday afternoons when the weather is good. Bands play during the weekend. The patio seats up to forty and the sprawling bar can pack in a good number as well. There is a great map in the main entrance which displays each large and small road in the region and highlights the best bike routes for customers.

The burgers are 1/2 pound, after cooking. There are over a dozen toppings available and several specialty burgers. The Jimbo Burger features grilled onions, cheese, mushrooms and bacon. The blend of pork for the Hog Burger is specially prepared by two different butchers just for Jimbo’s.

I tried both burgers. Lifting and looking at the burgers, each seemed to weigh much more than 1/2 pound on an extra large bun. Both were served open-faced with the bun top on the side. As a signature, when sour cream and/or other condiments are ordered, they are used to write out Jimbo’s in script on each burger. I liked both of my burgers. I might give a slight edge to the Hog Burger. It had a good pork flavor which was not fatty or greasy. Ultimately, the topping combinations may be the key to burger bliss here. I ordered Velveeta on my Hog Burger which took me back to my youth while taking it away at the same time. The burgers are priced at $5 and $6 which is an excellent value. (@CMHTobias gave the leftovers a hearty endorsement as well, eating them before the car left the lot).

Ordering the two burgers and eating (most of) each gave me significant street credibility with the the regular patrons and staff. I was on a first name basis with everyone by the time I walked out the door. I was asked to come back soon and to keep an eye out for some of my new friends when in Athens, as it turned out we knew some of the same folks.

If you are hiking the Hocking Hills set aside a little time and stomach space to try a burger from Jimbo’s before or after you hit the trail.

Jimbo’s Bar and Diner
23356 SR 56
(somewhat southwest of the intersection of SR 664 and SR 56)
South Bloomingville, OH
740.332.6550

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Creating a Clintonville Cocktail

Posted by CMH Gourmand on April 20, 2010

O'Reilly's - where dreams are born....

O’Reilly’s serves as the Sorbonne of Clintonville. It is the domain of muses, great ideas and grand schemes.

The evening started innocently as mine often do. I was at O’Reilly’s. I was consuming my first ever Irish Carbomb (a pint of Guinness with Bailey’s Irish Cream and a shot of whiskey). The dropped shot starts an explosion in the pint glass and therefore must be doused quickly. I can’t say the description of having to chug curdled alcohol was a selling point, but since I had never done this…I had to do it. I survived.

Afterwards, the bartender mentioned that she preferred Guinness with a shot of espresso vodka poured into it. I am not a Guinness fan so anything to make it more appealing will be pursued. Since I was already in an experimental mood, I ordered one of those. It was awesome. It had a milkshake quality to it which highlights the best of Guinness, the best of espresso and the best of vodka. When I left four hours later I had forgotten my find.

I returned a few weeks later and immediately remembered my new found friend. When I asked I about it, I was told the drink had no name. As I was drinking it, I started to think about beershakes that I sometimes make. Then I started twittering about the type of beershake I would make inspired by this O’Reilly’s concoction. There seemed to be a buzz about my buzz inspired creation.

The next day I acquired my supplies. I picked up two pints of Denise’s ice cream – Espresso Chip and Coffee Oreo. I then purchased a six pack of Guinness and a bottle of espresso vodka. At the check out line, the clerk noticed my odd array of items and asked what I had on my agenda. I explained my beershake concept to him. It appears that Kroger offers good customer service training, because the clerk said “I guess you would have to taste that to appreciate it” while his face was saying “what type of freaks do we let shop here now”. I was thinking “dude, you would be lucky to have a friend that would have the vision to create a beershake for you.”

This is the final version of an O’Reilly’s inspired beverage.

One scoop of Denise’s espresso chip ice cream
Guinness stout poured to the height of the ice cream
Pour in espresso vodka to taste
Blend, Pour, Drink. Repeat until supplies are exhausted. Don’t use twitter during this process.

So with all of this said and done, there is a point to this story. Columbus has long been in search of an identity. Other cities have distinctive foods that are part of their mystique and add moxie to their menus. New York has Reubens and hot dogs; Chicago has deep dish pizza, Italian beef sandwiches and hot dogs; Philadelphia has Philly cheesesteaks. You get my drift. Columbus might never have a culinary calling card, but maybe Clintonville can.

This beershake was inspired at a Clintonville bar and uses Clintonville-churned ice cream. The concoction needs a name. What do you think it should be?

As for the Guinness and espresso vodka combo, that does not have a name either. Drop into O’Reilly’s, try this enhanced Guiness with a pepper burger then ponder on a good name over a game of Galaga. Do this for O’Reilly’s, do it for Clintonville and we will see what comes from this inspiration.

Update: In the Ville we now call the beer and vodka combo a Clintonville Cocktail (CC) and the version with ice cream the Clintonville Cocktail Royale (CCR).

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Easter Bunny Beware!

Posted by CMH Gourmand on April 4, 2010

CMH Tobias before the festivities

CMH Mom and I have our own fun spins on holiday meals. For Christmas we go to a Chinese restaurant and for many Thanksgivings we would go to Waffle House for breakfast. For Easter, we create an Easter Egg hunt for CMH Tobias. Each egg is filled with scrambled eggs or sausage then placed in the backyard for discovery.

This year we had a bit of a twist. A bunny has been popping into and out of the yard all day and CMH Tobias is patiently waiting for a supplement to his holiday meal. So far Easter Bunny – 3, CMH Tobias – 0. Toby is currently hiding in the the raspberry bushes waiting for round four. As an Appalachian Porch Hound, he has a taste of game and refuses to come back inside. We will see how the day goes. (And yes, I do have some self loathing for engaging in dog blogging).

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Pattycake Bakery: Innuendo in the Backroom!

Posted by CMH Gourmand on February 5, 2010

There is a sign by the register at Pattycake Bakery which reads: “We have X-rated cookies behind the beaded curtain in the backroom for Valentine’s Day! Just ask the counter help and we’ll show you our goods.” Oh My! I was titillated with visions of all types of naughty baked goods. I was also terrified. Had “Jimmy’s Angels” of Pattycake gone bad or dirty or smutty? Or could it be that these Vegan bakers had cookie cut-outs of kittens, hamburgers and high fructose corn syrup cans they could not bear to show in public? I did not have the nerve to ask on the spot to go behind the curtain, so I e-mailed the fabulous Sarah B. and made arrangements to do some investigative reporting.

As it turns out neither my fears nor hopes were realized. Pattycake has a variety of heart-shaped cut-out cookies for Valentine’s Day. Some of the messages are naughty, some are very naughty and a few are nice. Kitty Scheinbach and company seemed to have channeled my amorous modus operandi with such straightforward messages as “I Passionately Like You” and “You’re my Chocolate”. For the bashful, there are messages such as: “dinner?” and “Do You Like Me?” with a check box for yes or no (I guess one could just bite out the box that did not apply). Strangely, there were no cookies that said: You are my Pattycake or Let’s Play Pattycake. The nice messages are similar to what are found on the candy hearts I passed out in third grade. As for the other messages, well, they are a bit randy. With a little lead time, you can also have your own saucy message iced on a cookie for your honey and that message does not need to be FCC approved.

Here are a few samples from the backroom.

I don’t have anyone to bring cookies to this year, but I did get this consolation prize in the backroom.

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Third Anniversary – Why I Write and a Short History of the Blog

Posted by CMH Gourmand on September 2, 2009

Several people bugged me to start a blog for years. I deferred because I thought it was just some passing fad. I am a late adopter of all technology (no Facebook account, no I phone, a TV from 1993, no DVD player and I bought my Macbook in July 2008. I had dabbled a little by doing some content for Columbus Underground in the early days of CU 2.0 or 2.5 (circa 2004) but that was as close as I was getting to the new Social Media.

When I started this blog my goal was to keep up my HTML skills and keep down my frustration from two book deals gone belly up. The week before I had jumped out of an airplane, the first chute didn’t open but as you can read, the second one did. It had been a long August after a very long year. I had no mission or focus for the blog other than to write on occasion to reuse, recycle and rework some of my content that did or did not get published elsewhere. The name for the blog came from the name I had used for online dating – most of my dates did not get the name either.

Three years later, I do have mission – promoting and growing the food culture in Columbus. I profess that Columbus is the Ice Cream Capital of the World. Columbus, per capita, has a great selection of superior restaurants and can hold its own against most other cities. Another thing the capital city delivers is fun and often free food functions. We have great galas on the grand scale (and sometimes the high end) such as Dine Originals Restaurant Week, Taste of The Future, The Food and Wine Affair, Taste of the Independents and a lot of North Market events.

On the smaller scale – there are a plethora of wine tastings to choose from every week. My favorites are at Hills Market and House Wine. As for events – in the 90’s when I went to cooking classes, food workshops, etc., I was typically the only guy in a pack of cougars and felt a bit out of place. Now – Columbus has Cupcake Camp, Bacon Camp, Pizza Grand Prix, “Meat Up’s”, Beer and cheese tastings and more. If you want to do something fun with food, there are choices every week. I was speaking with a lawyer visiting from New Orleans this week at a presentation for my day job. She was impressed by what we have to offer as a culinary city.

For your to do list:
When you are sitting next to someone from out of town, mention what we have. When they ask where you are from – just say Columbus, drop the Ohio….they should know

So what else? Promoting eating local and knowing where out food comes from is important and will happen more often. Slow Food Columbus does this through education and great events. I am a proud member of this group and had the honor of putting together my first food tour this year as one of our events. I plan to write more about where our food comes from before it gets plated in the restaurant kitchen.

So what next? Continuing to look for places just off the radar, growing the appreciation for Taco Trucks as well as the new immigrant kitchens in Columbus. And while doing all of the above – getting myself back into balance and working through my own omnivore’s dilemma soon to become a disaster.

Here are some of the major milestones of CMH Gourmand.

August 2006 – It begins.

January 2007 – 100 people view the blog in one day – I am excited.

March 2007 – Writer and Filmmaker George Motz joins me at the Thurman Cafe and Gahanna Grill for two of the 100 hamburgers he will feature in his book. A new seed for Thurman Burger fame is planted.

Fall 2007 – Walker Evans helps me get invited to a Central Ohio Restaurant Association meeting. I met Liz Lessner and we become friends. (And I get to go to her wedding in August of 2009 – FUN!)

October 2007 – I am invited for my first gig as a judge for a food event at North Market. Best job ever!

December 2007 – Food bloggers are profiled in the Columbus Dispatch. My bit involves the Ohio Deli. A seed is planted for Ohio Deli Dagwood fame. On a downside, for the photoshoot I have the sandwich in my mouth for almost 30 minutes. I get 1300 hits in one day – and I thought 100 was good.

January 2008 – First Columbus Foodcast goes live.

March 2008 – Columbus Underground does a Dagwood eating contest at the Ohio Deli. Walker Evans does a great video of the event. The Dagwood gets more fame on the internet via You-Tube. I make several new friends via Columbus Underground.

March 2008 – Slow Food starts a convivium in Columbus. I meet Bear and Colleen.

Spring and Summer 2008 – My posts on the Thurman Burger and the Ohio Deli Dagwood sandwich are linked on the website – This is Why You’re Fat. More seeds planted.

September 2008 – I met a Hungry Woolf via a North Market cooking class. Thanks for the tickets Mary Martineau! This is the first of many culinary adventures.

September 2008 – My main Columbus Underground cronies, Hungry Woolf and I become card carrying members of the Highland Estates Social Club and start our journey to becoming loyal Slow Food board members.

October 2008 – I go to Chicago with the Dirty Franks Crew and eat hot dogs all day. I tour the Vienna Beef hot dog factory!

Fall 2008 – I start to notice a lot of searches for “Thurman Burger” and “Dagwood Sandwiches” and “Columbus Food Blogs” in my web statistics – I am puzzled by this.

December 2008 – The television show Man Vs. Food premieres their show on Columbus. The featured items – The Thurman Burger (a Thurmanator) and The Dagwood Sandwich. Web statistics go crazy.

January 2009 – Taco Truck research begins. I become slothful and stop exercising (bad idea).

March 2009 – The Third Pizza Grand Prix is held at Wild Goose Creative – another partnership is born!

March 2009 – TacoTrucksColumbus goes live!

June 2009 – The TacoTrucksColumbus website is in the Dispatch, on TV and Podcasted all in 24 hours! The site gets 8000+ hits in one day. I now have one blog, 1/3 of the Taco Trucks blog, occasional posts for Slow Food Columbus, a few food events and still work fulltime. Things are busy, busy, busy.

There are many other great moments and persons not mentioned above. Several people contribute to what I do. Anyone I eat with has to share their food and wait for me to take photos. Zach and Mary deserve the credit for doing all of the leg work for the podcast and keeping that going.

People say all the time – “It must be great to make a living by eating”. I then have to tell them that this is a non profit venture and watch their bubble burst. But this is my living of sorts, my life is about what and where I eat. Most people talk about sports or their jobs – both bore me to tears. I am what I eat – not what I do or watch. I don’t expect (or want) fame as a food writer on this blog. I never expected to make any money doing this. I get something much more rewarding. I have made incredible friendships with people I would have never met. I have had opportunities and experiences that I would never had without my connection to this blog and the people that read it. I hope that those reading enjoy doing so and will continue find it is worth their time.

Spending hours each week writing, eating everywhere, and taking photos: pricey. Making firm friendships and having a lot of fun: priceless.

Now back to our regularly scheduled content – already in progress.

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Etta’s Lunchbox Cafe – As Seen on TV

Posted by CMH Gourmand on August 19, 2009

Ettas Lunchbox Cafe / Ettas General Store * 35960 SR 56  * (in between Ash Cave and Athens) * New Plymouth *  740.380.0736

Etta's Lunchbox Cafe / Etta's General Store * 35960 SR 56 * (in between Ash Cave and Athens) * New Plymouth * 740.380.0736

En route to Athens with Hungry Woolf and Taco Drew we drove by a place I have passed many times before. I am not sure what prompted us to stop, maybe it was the llamas or maybe it was …….Free Kittens. Regular listeners of my podcast will know that kittens are the key to good vegan baking! We stopped with low expectations. I left kicking myself for never investigating this gourmand goldmine before.

We parked HW’s Subaru (what all good food writers drive) then I crossed State Route 56 with the intention of getting a menu for future reference.

I could not figure out where the cafe could be. After some awkward wandering and no eye contact searching and scanning, I found a laminated menu by the cash register that looked uninspiring. Then I noticed the Lunchbox Museum. I was now inspired.

A very large back room is filled with Lunchboxes from the early 20th century to present. I was greeted by the owner, Tim. It was a true trip down memory lane (even though I was a brown bag kind of kid – I did not want the attention or the pressure of product endorsement inherent to lunch boxes associated with me). Tim acquired much of this collection in yard sales, thrift stores and trading in Columbus over many decades and moved the collection to Etta’s several years ago. Tim has his entire pitch down from delivering it countless times per day for years. He is a wealth of knowledge about his collection and the lunchbox industry.

The collection includes old lunch pails, thermos bottles, metal boxes and plastic boxes. Some are in mint condition but many are not. The boxes include everything from Mickey Mouse to Hooters. There several unexpected and exotic examples on the shelves.

The blackboard on this box says:  I am personally responsible for the sins of the world. Reminds me of my not so happy days at Bishop Watterson.

The blackboard on this box says: "I am personally responsible for the sins of the world." - Reminds me of my not so happy days at Bishop Watterson.

The museum has been hailed by Ohio Magazine, numerous other publications and several TV programs. I finally found the cafe but I did not try the food. I did a bit of online research – by report the meatball sandwiches and pies are supposed to be good. One person reports having to pay $2.50 to see the lunchboxes. We did not pay anything, but we did not ask about admission.

We also discovered several hard to find pops (or soda) and other items of note in the cooler. At some future point I’ll drop back in and sample the food.

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Eat Trout: The Mystery Solved?

Posted by CMH Gourmand on May 24, 2009

Thanks to Bear, Rockmaster Mike and Blammo (1.5 of these names are real) for solving the “Eat Trout Mystery” on Columbus Underground. It cost me five al pastor tacos while it cost Mike and Blammo hours of their lives….but it was worth it.

Read the story here…. and add to it if needed.

Solve a mystery, win two tacos: “Eat Trout”?

Columbus Corners:
This project brought to you by the Columbus Social Media Cafe. The project offers a focus on parts or Columbus we may or may not know about.

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EAT TROUT: A CMH Gourmand Mystery?!?

Posted by CMH Gourmand on May 15, 2009


While hot on the trail of a new Taco Truck something unexpected materialized.

I was using Google Maps in Satellite View mode to track a taco truck when I noticed something very strange. Written on the roof of the building by Los Guachos Taqueria is the phrase “Eat Trout”. That is it. The print is in large letters and can only be seen from the air. How did this get there? How long has it been there? What does it really mean?

The building is El Volcan Nightclub which caters to Spanish salsa dancing and Latino bands. If it said Eat Salsa or Drink Cervesa I might understand. Eat Trout? Doing some cyber-sleuthing, a Google sightseeing site noted this strange notation in September of 2007.

To see the EAT TROUT go to:

Google Maps

Type in:
461 Commerce Sq, Columbus, OH

Select: Satellite View

Scroll in, your will see EAT TROUT upside down on the roof.

al Pastor....in progress

al Pastor....in progress

Someone, somewhere knows the answer to this mystery. Please help me solve it. If you do, I’ll buy you two al pastor tacos at the scene of the (?) crime.

Dos Tacos al Pastor con pina, cebolla y cilantro

Dos Tacos al Pastor con pina, cebolla y cilantro

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The Cost of a Free Chipotle Burrito

Posted by CMH Gourmand on March 12, 2009

Life is a series of questions.

Toe-May-Toe or Toe-MAT-Toe?

What would you do for a York Peppermint Pattie?

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?

Do you want fries with that?

Today’s question: What would I do for a free Chipotle burrito? The answer: Stand in line on a cold day for 45 minutes.

It is standard practice for Chipotle to give away a burrito and a drink on opening day at any new location. This helps train staff, works out work flow kinks and generates good will. Also, since this is common knowledge for any Chipotle eater, word gets out fast. Philville Phil called me and asked if I wanted to make a run. Since this was a week where I have already been forced to turn down two free meals due to a very full schedule, I said yes.

Chipotle opens at 11:00 AM, we arrived at 11:05 AM. There looked to be about 150 people ahead of us. We pressed on. I checked in with Phil, he reported his spirits were high and his core body temperature was about 98 degrees so we opted to stick out the line.

End of the line, 11:05 AM

End of the line, 11:05 AM

The burrito queue reminded me of the soup lines during the Depression, but no one was depressed here because they were getting a free burrito and drink. At random intervals staff brought out small samples of chips and salsa. The hot salsa kept me warm.

While I caught up with Philville Phil, we crept up in the line and watched it grow from behind. As a woman walked out she reported she arrived at 10:36 AM and was number 7 in line. She left at 11:22 AM, however, it was clear she had dined in – so subtract at least 8 minutes there. We were near the door so we were staying and accepted we were going to be late getting back to work.

Near the door, 11:39 AM

Near the door, 11:39 AM

One can not stand in line for over thirty minutes in the cold without thinking of other lessons in courage – Valley Forge, skipping school to stand in line for Metallica tickets and such. The gentleman in front of us was a true American Hero. He had one young son in his arms the whole time and he had another child to pick up at 11:55 AM. His other child was at a daycare. Childcare facilities tend to be hardcore on pick up times and charge a late fee or keep your kid. The gentleman does not normally do the pick up so he called his wife. He discovered that the pick up window was 11:55 – Noon. It takes 5 minutes to get to the daycare, there were 15 people ahead in line and it was 11:49 – no worries!

American Hero, bottom left corner.

American Hero, bottom left corner.

We got our grub, got stuck in traffic and took way too long for lunch (don’t worry Governor Strickland, I reported it and made up the time). Philville Phil asked me if it was worth it. Is 1 1/2 hours of my life worth a free burrito…no. But the story and the companionship were worth the price.

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