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Leena Eats: Trencherman restaurant in Chicago

Leena Eats: Trencherman restaurant in Chicago

The chestnut agnolotti, butternut squash and miso broth, smoked pickled grapes at Trencherman in Chicago.

Oh Chicago. How I’ve missed your food! Don’t let the Bay area know, but I secretly think your restaurant scene is the best in the country. So innovative, so delicious, and every restaurant so different from the last (something the Bay area does NOT do well). So when I planned a visit over Thanksgiving 2012, I knew I wanted to check out one of the many new restaurants that have popped up since I left in late 2009. I consulted my local food peeps, and decided to try out Trencherman, a New American restaurant in Wicker Park.

More photos of food after the jump!

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Leena Eats: Just kidding…NOW I’m back! And with dinner party photos!

Leena Eats: Just kidding...NOW Im back! And with dinner party photos!

DUDE. You guys. I made this. For reals. Lovin the Momofuku Milkbar cookbook right now!

So. I said I was back, and clearly, I lied. What I actually meant is, hi, see you again in four months or so. Leena Eats: Just kidding...NOW Im back! And with dinner party photos!

I spent from mid-June through early October studying my ass off for a little test called the GRE, because I decided hey, wouldn’t it be fun to get a doctorate and research food and culture for a living? It paid off, because I didn’t completely fail the math, and I did ok in the verbal and kick-ass in the essay section. BUT. It also meant no brain energy was left at the end of day to cook, let alone blog about food. Or exercise. Or eat well.

But I did occasionally bust out some winners, the cake above included. That bad-ass monstrosity was a chocolate chip cake layered with passion fruit curd, chocolate crumbles, and coffee buttercream frosting from the Momofuku Milk Bar cookbook.

More after the jump!

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I’m back and filled with more food than ever!

Hey there! Sorry for the several month break there. I have been busy chasing after a 1 year old (she is one now!!), dealing with hospitalizations (yay IBS!) and eating my weight in summer produce. Here’s a quick review of what you’ve missed.

First, and most importantly, Ella turned one! She REALLY got into her cake eating. Big surprise there—she IS my offspring!

Im back and filled with more food than ever!

A little cake for my face, a little for my hair. A little for my face, a little for my hair...

For her first cake ever, I made her a delicious chocolate cake topped with cream cheese frosting and sprinkles. She loved it. She also loved staying up until 11pm, which is what happens when you flavor your chocolate cake with real, caffeine-filled coffee. Joy.

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Leena Eats: Pican, kick-ass upscale Southern food in Oakland

Leena Eats: Pican, kick ass upscale Southern food in Oakland

Light is not a word Pican knows well. The "Chicken and waffles" at Pican: chicken livers and hen of the woods mushrooms served with a parmesan waffle and marsala truffle glaze

I stumbled upon Pican a few months after my daughter was born. My husband and I were desperate for a night out without the baby, and once we had a babysitter, I did a quick yelp search and came up with Pican. Upscale Southern food? Done and done.

I became Pican’s bitch shortly after my first meal there. With creative twists on class Southern dishes, comfort food I crave on a regular basis, how could I not? They had me promising to do very bad things for another bite of their smoked brisket meatloaf. Smoked meat is my kryptonite.

More food porn and restaurant review of Pican after the jump!

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Leena Cooks and Eats: Scenes from a Chili Cookoff

Leena Cooks and Eats: Scenes from a Chili Cookoff

It's been a while, but Leena's Fifth Annual Feed Me Your Chili Extravaganza has risen again!

I didn’t always love eating chili. As the story goes, I overdosed on my mom’s chili at the tender age of 3 and got sick. The memory of this made me avoid chili for the next 20 years or so (I still can eat red kidney beans without gagging a little), until I went to culinary school and decided to try making a chili recipe I could actually stomach.

That was 2005, the year of my first chili cookoff, and this year is number five. The cookoff has followed me from Chicago to Australia to California, and has yielded some of the most interesting chilis I have ever tasted (like a kangaroo chili with Vegemite and a Thai chicken chili), and this year was no exception. The big surprise? Really delicious vegetarian chilis that were more than just beans and water!

More chili cookoff food porn after the jump.

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Leena Bakes and Eats: Iron Cupcake SF October 2011- Candy

It’s been a few months (and a baby) since I last participated in Iron Cupcake SF (January 2011, as a matter of fact). But with most of the baby weight and ALL of the gestational diabetes gone, I was ready to take on Iron Cupcake by storm. The monthly challenge: candy. Something I have made into an entire food group for the better part of my life! So I got to work creating my dream candy-inspired cupcake. Heaps of food porn and a killer cupcake recipe after the jump.

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Leena Eats: The big one–The French Laundry.

Leena Eats: The big one  The French Laundry.
I’m not worthy, Mr. Keller! But I sure as hell am gonna pretend I am as I eat your delicious-ass food!

So, I dreamed about it. Made grand plans with friends to go there while drinking too much wine. I never actually thought I’d go there, at least not any time in the near future, and then something awesome happened. I had a baby, and because the entire process (except the end result) SUCKED, my awesome husband got me a gift certificate to the mecca of all food places…The French freaking Laundry, people.

Are you ready for some killer food porn of the highest culinary degree? Really? Are you sure? You might want to grab a sandwich, cuz I won’t be responsible for your drool-soaked keyboards. Food pron, French Laundry style after the jump.

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Leena Eats: NYC with a baby!

Leena Eats: NYC with a baby!
My trip to NYC started as all my trips to NYC do–with a trip to the Doughnut Plant. This is a yeast-raised donut in fresh raspberry glaze.

Ah, NYC. I’ve only visited you twice before, but each time, you’ve rocked my stomach three ways to Shang-hai. So I was incredibly stoked to be introducing this awesome city–and a few very close friends of mine–to baby Ella. Although traveling with a baby is never easy, we made sure to hit up all the food stops on my list, even if we had to carry the stroller up the subway stairs in the rain. Which we did. It was worth it for some kick-ass dumplings, but I’m getting ahead of myself. First, a little more donut porn.

Leena Eats: NYC with a baby!
The daily flavors at Doughnut Plant. Yes, they totally had my coconut cream pie filled donut!! Holla!

I was first introduced to The Doughnut Plant on a food tour of NYC’s Lower East Side given by The Enthusiastic Gourmet in 2005. What’s not to like about artisan donuts with creative, seasonal flavors? The owner, Mark Israel, opened The Doughnut Plant in the basement of a Lower East Side Tenement Building in 1994 using his grandfather’s doughnut recipe, and bicycle to deliver the donuts to local shops like Dean and Deluca. After perfecting his techniques, he opened the shop in 2000, where he’s been ever since. The shop has expanded to Tokyo, where there are nine shops today.

I particularly enjoy his filled donuts, which are square with a hole in the middle, yet filling is in every bite! So creative. So delicious. In addition to the raspberry glaze donut, we also had a coconut cream pie filled donut and a pistachio glazed yeast raised donut.

Leena Eats: NYC with a baby!
Flavors of the day at The Doughnut Plant. See how some of the flavors are translated into an Asian language? The shop sits right next to Chinatown, so I assume this is for their Chinese patrons.

More food porn after the jump!

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Leena Eats: Adventures in Dining Out with Babies

Leena Eats: Adventures in Dining Out with Babies
Ella loves her some injera bread. Even if it takes 6-8 hours to reach her.

After four months of pretending I don’t have a baby while dining out, I have come to a sad conclusion: I have a baby, and she does indeed throw a kink in my dining out plans. Really wish someone would have pointed that out to me BEFORE I conceived, but what ya gonna do?

Here are a few tips I’ve picked up along the way to survive an experience dining out with your baby. If these don’t work for you, don’t worry–it’s probably more your baby’s fault than mine.

  1. Go to ethnic restaurants. The idea here is ethnic restaurants tend be a bit noisier than most restaurants, hiding any unwanted noises your little precious angel may make. Ella has fit in well at most Mexican/Ethiopian/Vietnamese/Chinese restaurants we have subjected her to. We even got lucky at our favorite pho shop and had a waitress take pity on us. She whisked Ella away and played with her on the other side of the restaurant while my husband and I got a few seconds of two handed eating. It was a beautiful thing (especially once I realized she wasn’t going to be sold on the black market, she was just playing with chopsticks). Read the rest of this entry »

Leena Eats: SR24 (Final pre-baby meal!)

Leena Eats: SR24 (Final pre baby meal!)
Crispy pork belly @ SR24 in Oakland.

I’m putting this post up for sentimental value. The restaurant just closed at the end of July, and this meal was eaten at the beginning of May, just days before I gave birth. I was feeling large and slow at this point, pretty much praying daily that the baby would hurry up and get the eff out of my belly. The pork belly pictured above was delicious, especially with the runny egg, and I’m pretty sure I managed to eat most of this, even though I was sharing with two others.

So behold, one of my last meals out as a childless person. More food porn to come!

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Leena Eats: How to Drink a Mango

Leena Eats: How to Drink a Mango
A Champagne mango, also known as manila, honey, and ataulfo mango.

Shortly after my daughter was born, my parents flew out from Chicago to California to meet her. While wandering through my neighborhood one day, my father excitedly came across a variety of mango that he called “juice mango”. Back in India (where he is from), there are several varieties of mangoes that were considered “juice mangoes”, meaning you could literally drink the pulp of the mango. As kids, my father and his brothers would purchase a juice mango on a hot, sweaty day and go to town, ending up sticky from head to toe and overflowing with fresh mango juice.

This particular variety was sold as a Champagne mango, and of course, my dad just couldn’t resist buying a few to juice at my house. A demonstration was in order!

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Leena Eats: A sexy sundae from Humphrey Slocombe in SF

Leena Eats: A sexy sundae from Humphrey Slocombe in SF
A thing of simple beauty: the tin roof sundae from Humphrey Slocombe in San Francisco.

During the past two months of my new baby’s life, I have been determined not to lose sight of the activities I loved the most before she arrived, cooking and dining out among them. Cooking has definitely been the more difficult of the two activities (Ever try opening the oven door with a baby strapped in a carrier across your chest? They come a LITTLE too close to actually falling in the oven.).

So I’ve been trying to eat out as much as possible, and one of my little excursions with the baby has been to Humphrey Slocombe, an artisan ice cream shop in SF’s Mission neighborhood. On this trip, I sampled their staple flavor, Secret Breakfast (bourbon and cornflake ice cream), which was surprisingly delicious. But the stand out? The tin roof sundae, which consisted of vanilla ice cream, hot fudge, candied peanuts and a sprinkle of Maldon sea salt.

The combination of the rich chocolate with the crunchy sweet peanuts and the hit of salt at the end is positively addictive. And if I didn’t have a baby strapped to me, you bet your ass I would have put some hurting on SEVERAL sundaes. The extra 10 pounds slows me down.

~LTG!

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Humphrey Slocombe

2790 Harrison Street

San Francisco, CA 94110

(415) 550-6971

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