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Bottomless Steak Frites? Yes, please!

Last night, we dined with friends who recommended a joint in Cleveland Park Called Medium Rare. I had never heard of it and upon arrival, noted that the vibe in the place was more hip/casual than a typical steakhouse. That’s because it’s not a typical steakhouse…

Our friends told us we would love the menu because there weren’t many choices to fret over. If by “not many choices” they meant “only one choice” then they were right on the money. The menu consists of… wait for it… Steak Frites. Only Steak Frites. With a starter salad and lots of fresh-warm-crusty-tender-airy-blissful bread and butter. Ordering for the table consisted of a simple “medium rare all around, please” and we were off to the races.

The salad was yummy, but really, who’s here for salad? Bring on the frites! The main dish arrived – slices of tender, flavorful culotte steak and fantabulous crispy fries. The steak was slathered in “secret sauce” which roughly translates to “makes your tongue happy”. When I had inhaled the contents of my plate, I was already scheming to steal my husband’s fries when lo and behold… who should come by but a man with MORE Steak Frites!!! Could such a place exist? All you can eat Steak Frites?!?! I considered myself one of the luckiest people on earth as I poured more secret sauce and dug in. I couldn’t finish this portion, but if I had, you know what? They would have brought me EVEN MORE Steak Frites!

Oh – not that it could get much better than bottomless beef and fries, but dessert was excellent – an over-the-top hot fudge sundae with both sprinkles and jimmies. And a massive slab of multi-layered, multi-fudge, multi-yum cake. A fitting end to a decadent and yet delightfully simple dinner.

Our host, bartender, and server were really nice and laid-back. And of course, the steak was fantastic. And bottomless! What a great idea… Thanks, Medium Rare!

(And I’m sorry we were late… Cleveland Park is, like, REALLY far away. Thanks for being so cool about it.)

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Blessed indeed…

In this morning's Food Section, you will notice an unconventional covergirl. Her name is Sister Barbara Smickel and she makes Gouda right here in Virginia. If you want to read something inspirational, take a moment to check out this story. I love seeing folks who are truly passionate about what they do – and am reminded how lucky it is that work exposes me to people like this so often. Case in point: when Sister Barbara describes the hand-test of her cheese curd: "It is very prayerful … Like a communion with the Lord and what is becoming cheese under my fingers."

Thank you, Washington Post, for sharing Sister Barbara's passion with us. What a great way to start the day!

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Live(ish) from the Fancy Food Show

Hello, food lovers! I tried to tweet photos live from the Fancy Food Show, but was thwarted at every turn by my arch-nemesis, Technology. So, you’ll have to settle for an update the day after. After a few years of attending, my trusty cohorts (Maud & Tommy) and I made it through the show in record time – practice makes perfect! We left fat, happy, and with a long list of new items soon to arrive at Cheesetique. Examples, you say? Read on to see just a few…

1. New salami, because nothing is better than new salami
This one hails from Creminelli and is flavored with Whiskey. Sadly, it won’t be available till later this year, but when it’s ready, you know we’ll be the first to have it. I was also reminded how super-delicious Creminelli’s Prosciutto Cotto (cooked ham) is. So much so that we’re already working on a new sandwich with this and Grafton’s new raw milk take on Leyden. Check out the photo – yes, that is a buffet of cured pork.

2. Who you callin’ a Jerky?
Ah… road trips. The reason beef jerky was invented (at least in my world). All it takes is a tall cup of coffee and a bag of jerky to make the miles fly by (and give you the greatest breath ever). Well, what’s old is new again with Field all-natural beef jerky. Super-tasty, super-chewy, and deliciously déclassé. This screams, “I’m gonna dry my beef and I don’t care who knows it, dog-gonnit!”

3. Me with a big Gruyere
No explanation required.

4. Funniest cheese label ever
We affectionately call this the “Dirty Old Man Cheese”. Who even cares what’s inside when the label looks like this? Older bearded gentleman. Pert young ladies hand-feeding him cheese. What’s not to smile about?

5. Chocolate with deliciously wacky ingredients
From one of our favorite producers, Vosges, comes a new line of “Wild Ophelia Road Trip Chocolate”. These ingenious creations feature the best chocolate filled with ingredients like BBQ Potato Chips, Peanut Butter & Banana, and even Beef Jerky.

Things we took away from this year’s show:
1. I officially declare 2012 the year of Jerky. It’s in chocolate. It’s in cheese. It’s free range and all-natural. Down with the Cupcake – long live Jerky!
2. Raw cheese is everywhere! I rank this right up there with the proliferation of free wi-fi and the invention of the deep-fried candy bar. It warms my heart. Thank you, brave cheese makers, for sticking to your guns and producing the best cheeses you can.
3. Entrepeneurship is alive and VERY well. There were pickle people (yeah Gordy’s!); there were chocolate people; there were milk straw people (don’t know what that is? you will soon!); there were cheese people (lots of ’em!); there were ham people; there were jam people. You name it, someone has thought of a way to eat it. It was inspiring to see them all at work (and play). Bravo, exhibitors, for bringing us your inventive and inspiring wares!

See you next year…

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Calories, Shmalories

I once said that it makes no sense when restaurants display the calories of each item (people will eat what they want to eat, regardless). Well, while browsing in Au Bon Pain this morning, I naturally gravitated toward the muffin/croissant section. Then I saw it… 410 calories for a muffin!!! Needless to say, I left with a banana and an apple instead. So, I guess it works.

Cheese, anyone?

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Cheesetique is a Washingtonian “Cheap Eats” Again!

We are so proud to report that Washingtonian Magazine has just named Cheesetique's Cheese & Wine Bar as one of its 100 "Cheap Eats" for the third year running! What this means is that you can enjoy an ample meal in the Cheese and Wine Bar and still have something left over to grab something in the shop wink

Thank you SO MUCH, Washingtonian Magazine!

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Cook’s Illustrated Brings Me Joy… and Reflection

I love Cook's Illustrated. Perhaps it's as simple as the fact that it caters to both sides of the personality: foodie and geek. One reads not only about flour, for instance, but which flour performs best in blind studies of various recipes. It's like Food & Wine crossed with Popular Science. Today, I had the privilege of reading Christopher Kimball's editorial, "Zero Degrees of Separation", in the July/August issue. This is a column that anyone who cares enough to read this  blog should read. In other words, if you are a cheese person, you are a "Zero Degrees of Separation" person.

While reading Mr. Kimball's thoughts, I was reminded of my own sense memories. The arrival of a new, pillowy soft-ripened cheese from Australia with a downey rind soft as a baby's bottom. The damp, fetid scent of a perfectly mature cave-aged Stilton. The distinctive smell of a cheese that is past its prime. Frankly, there is no other like it and the second it hits your nostrils, there's no mistaking. (Note to all you Cheesetique mongers: sniff early and often!)

Thank you, Mr. Kimball, for providing us with the perfect foodie/geek resource issue after issue. But thanks especially for reminding me to keep the degrees of separation as limited as possible.

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Well, would you want to milk a moose?

We just stumbled upon a farm in Sweden that makes moose cheese… for $500 per pound! Considering moose are massive (or should I say "moosive") and really testy, I can't say I'm surprised. Apparently, it takes two death-defying hours to milk a moose and all you get is one gallon – and maybe a broken bone or two. The funniest thing about this farm is that they also point out the other attractions for visitors – fishing and golf. As if watching some poor fool try to milk an 1,100-pound moose isn't enough of a diversion. Those Swedes are just so cooky…

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A night at Sensorium… Cool and Savory Indeed

I laughed. I cried. Ok – I didn’t actually cry, but the pillow-esque mini clouds of deep-fried ricotta dough did make me a little misty. Combine that with the hot pepper fudge and berry and saffron crèmes and it was a little piece of heaven. But wait. It actually gets better… how, you ask? Well, imagine indulging in the aforementioned treat while a woman with a flower in her hair strums a ukulele and smokily sings “It’s so sweet what you’ve got” while a steam-punk-inspired man plays kazoo behind her. Huh?

Where is this place where culinary excellence is combined with synchronized performance art… and card tricks? The answer, my friends, is Sensorium.

Sensorium is a festival of the senses. The idea is to simultaneously engage all five of them (well, actually, six – there was a fantastic fortune-teller scene). As we ate, we were endlessly entertained by a collection of “hosts” who were fearless, energetic, and yet totally warm and approachable. The whole affair took place in a geodesic dome on the DC waterfront. Don’t know what a geodesic dome is? It’s a dome that’s geodesic. Duh.

Anyway, on to the food. I picked some of my favorite courses to tell you about, though there were twelve in all – and none disappointed.


The evening started with the amuse bouche, a liquid-filled “kir royale” sphere that we theatrically combined with the granules on the left. Only once you shoot it do you realize the granules are actually high-end pop rocks that frizzle in your mouth and serve as the ultimate palate cleanser (who knew?). It was both retro and progressive. And did I mention that as we were frizzling, the hosts were doing a lively imitation of human pop rocks? Yeah.


The most luxurious fennel salad I’ve ever tasted. The fennel was actually velvety, due to the addition of Gorgonzola (nice use of cheese, by the way!).


Pork belly on a chair. Yes, that is a little chair. And a little table. With a green onion on it. And the pork belly is SITTING IN THE CHAIR. It was delicious, but I don’t think the Chef would be surprised to hear that playing with the tiny furniture afterward was the highlight of this course.


I debated including this photo because I am betting that there is no other machine like this on earth and others would be dying to replicate it. But it was so amazingly cool and I couldn’t possible do it justice with only words. This is the before-dessert palate cleanser. Lemon pudding in tiny spoons is frozen solid using liquid nitrogen that is piped through copper valves table-side. Needless to say, after much wine and general merriment, each of us wanted to stick our tongues in the liquid nitrogen. We were cautioned against it, thankfully.


During courses, the hosts entertained in every possible way, from dancing… to reciting monologues… to wearing huge fish on their heads and “swimming” about… to doing card tricks. Here I am participating in one of these tricks. I totally SWEAR I have no idea how my seven of hearts ended up in his other hand. He was right next to me, as you can see. Guess I’m just that easy to distract.


Yes, this is a man with a huge woven fish on his head. His movements, the lights, and music would have you convinced you were under the sea. Behind him is part of the geodesic dome. As you can see, it’s geodesic.

When I saw Chef Bryon Brown at the end of the evening, I gushed. The performance artists mingled with the contented crowd and I just wanted to be near them in order to absorb their incredible energy. Each and every one had given their all. At first, you can’t believe they can do this without being embarrassed (strutting like chickens, jumping around in hysterics while yearning for something both “COOL" and "SAVORY"). Then, once you relax and embrace the experience, you wish you had the same ability. That is how wonderful they were.

Thank you to Bryon and his whole cast for giving us an evening we will not soon forget – and might never be able to replicate. Cool and savory indeed.

* For the sake of full disclosure, I should tell you that we are friends with Bryon Brown, the Chef and creator of Sensorium. We have dined at his roving supper club (Artisa Kitchen) and he is part of our personal supper club as well (yes, we’re lucky). As such, I was prepared to fake it, just like that friend whose kid is kinda homely but you ooh and ahh anyway (come on – you’ve all done it). Well, I very quickly realized that there would be no faking required.

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