By Jack Venus This bruschetta recipe is perfect for a late night snack or for guests. Quick and Easy Bruschetta (serves 4-6) Ingredients: 1 Lf. Ciabatta bread, sliced into wide 3/4-1″ thick slices 2 Roma tomatoes, cut into 1/8-1/4″ thick…
Category: The Belly, 2005 to 2008
Would you like God with your sandwich?
By Madame Broccoli Jesus, Mary and Joseph! I had almost forgotten what it was like to be Catholic and my husband (Jewish) was virtually clueless, but it quickly came back to me when I entered the restaurant known as Joseph’s…
The month in review
Sure, sure, sure. It’s been a while since The Belly’s been filled. But, dear readers, you know who loves you, right? Yes, Lewis does. And Lewis, while he hasn’t posted in about a month (not even delivering on his promise…
A guy takes a month-long nap…
…and look what happens. First Levain, then Five (although that didn’t last long enough to be missed) and now Auriga. If La Belle Vie implodes, fine dining would appear to be on its last gasp in the Twin Cities. Discuss.
Hey, Kid… (Overheard in the Santa Land line.)
Reported by Harold Kid, let me fill you in something: this whole Santa thing is a bunch of BS. Think about it. How the hell is that fat man going to squeeze down a frickin’ chimney? Right. Flying reindeer? If…
Johnny Apple tips over
Take note, folks. While R.W. Apple wrote more about food, wine and travel for the New York Times in his later years (and was one of the best at it), this guy was also one of the greatest international news…
An ode to culture
By Harold In addition to the toll it takes on one’s pocketbook, liver and rectum, the principal downside of being a first-rate boozehound, at least for those of us inclined to write about it, must be the persistent lack of…
Paint your chicken green
By Lewis Here’s something I first cooked a month or so ago (and again about a week ago) but never got around to posting. See these two little guys? Poor little jalapeños. Hardly ripe for pluckin’. But I had no…
Beer No. 26
By Harold Overconsumption. It’s not a real word. And even if it were, it’s not one you’d hear out of my mouth. It implies too much consumption, as if there were such a thing. Consumption, let me remind you, is…
Grilled swordfish. Oh yeah.
By Lewis Lookie there. Them’s slabs of swordfish I bought at Coastal a while back. Again, I’m late with the post. Can’t remember the last time I cooked swordfish. Nice stuff. But not that pretty steak you’d have on your…