The Friendliest LEMON CUPCAKE Around…

September 3, 2010

Can you see his big goofy grin?

The bread soup smiled, the cupcake smiled– the food at Tender Greens is alive! Either that, or I’m getting a little anthropomorphism-happy here. (Probably that.)

So what do you do to very friendly food? You hack away at it with a knife! Of course.

Owww. Nice cupcakes finish DEAD.

This reminds me of some Wee Sing style video I used to watch when I was a kid, where they met The Muffin Man and he quartered his muffin (as in the food, not the Lady Gaga whatever-she’s-talking-about muffin) so that everybody could share.

These photos are also making me think, “One potato, two potato, three potato, four.”

Is he making a kinda resigned Charlie Brown face here? (With his one remaining eye squinched tight?)

I feel so incomplete.

But honestly, I didn’t see any of this face stuff until I uploaded the pictures. Let’s talk about what the cupcake tasted like: The frosting was very sweet, but I always go light on the frosting. Just enough to add a little bit of flavor/moisture. The cake was a bit drier than I’m used to, but not necessarily in a bad way. Maybe in a… European way?

As I said, I thought it was buttery, Bea thought it was sugary… it was probably a little bit of both. Now that I think about it, though, maybe it wasn’t that buttery. I was forgetting what buttery tastes like. (It happens.)

Oh, here’s a picture attempting to show you the strange curvy design of the Tender Greens silverware. And I think that piece of cupcake went uneaten. Yay for even the smallest bit of willpower.

Groovy.

Speaking of desserts/willpower/buttery-ness, the Crepe ‘N Around truck is outside. I’m debating whether to get a savory crepe, a sweet crepe, both, or nothing at all. Last time they were here I didn’t try anything. I’m not THAT hungry, but it’s apparently delicious. And they have a s’more crepe.

HMMMM.

xoxo…


Does It Get Any Better Than BREAD SOUP?

September 3, 2010

Bread soup brings all the Elysse to the yard.

(The reflection on the side of the bowl looks like a big smile. Coincidence? I think NOT.)

Every time I go to Tender Greens, I waffle over whether or not to try the roasted Roma tomato bread soup. I mean, I definitely know I WANT to try it. Tomatoes, soup, bread? Check, check, check– sounds amazing. I’m just like, do I really NEED to add a big soup to my big salad order?

On Wednesday night I finally WENT FOR IT. Man oh man, was that a good call. The soup was a really nice consistency and was super-delicious and tomato-y. And there were plenty of chunks of bread within, perfectly saturated. Not too soggy. Just soggy enough, in a French onion-esque way.

If I ruled the world, every soup would be bread soup. (I generally DO dip bread or crackers into my broths.)

The green stuff on the top is… basil oil? Some sort of oil. At first I wanted to remove the oil, but I didn’t have anywhere to put it. So I became one with the oil. Er, it became one with me, because it went into my stomach.

Wanna see the bread? I don’t care what you want, I’m going to show it to you anyway.

From the depths of my soup...

I tried to get Bea to share the soup, but she pretty much left it to me. (As she did with the sweet tea, later that night.) What an enabler! Haha. But she agreed that it was delicious. (And I was a jerk, because I ate all the bread before I let her have a taste.)

It’s a good thing the soup was awesome, because my Chipotle BBQ Chicken salad was not nearly as good as it was last time.

You've changed. I don't know if I can trust you anymore.

Speaking of salads, another round of Souplantation is scheduled for tonight. They’re following me (the real me) on Twitter, as of this morning. And tweeting at me. That’s when you know… you’re a Souplantation addict.

I’ll tweet the lemon cupcake separately, because this post is focused on BREAD SOUP. (And has enough pictures already.)

Since autumn weather is seemingly upon us, I’m guessing that I’ll be having this delight again soon. With a small salad, because this soup shouldn’t be put in a corner. It’s the STAR.

xoxo…


The Attack of the Chocolate Burger

July 29, 2010

Can you see it lurking, ready to destroy us?

Last night I went to Tender Greens with Whit and Brent, and we were feeling festive because Brent is moving to NYC in a matter of days. Running out of time! So we got a bottle of wine (Gruner… of Austria). (We were on our way to a long movie, and the extra liquids in my bladder would prove near-fatal.)

As we approached the registers, we came upon the desserts. “Is that a chocolate BURGER?” Brent asked. Then: “We have to get one.”

Once the universe starts handing you cake, it just doesn’t let up.

Soon everybody around us (including the people who worked there) were abuzz about the “chocolate burger,” because it is such a hilarious concept. (The girl at the cash register told me that it’s actually called a whoopie pie… we’ve spoken of whoopie pies before.) (And whoopie pie is still a more ridiculous name than chocolate burger.)

I mean, it really did look like a burger.

You be the judge.

It’s two round fluffy cakes with frosting in the middle… the cake version of a macaron.

And THEN as we walked to our table, buzzing about our chocolate burger, we caught the attention of the table next door.

“How’d you manage THAT?” a woman asked. “A bottle of wine!”

“Uh… we bought it?” I said, with maybe a bit of I’m-hungry snark in my voice. Then I realized that the woman was Famous Actress Jennifer Coolidge. Ooops.

We didn’t actually acknowledge that we knew her, so I think she thought we were unawares. She told us that her table of three had eaten FOUR desserts, including the chocolate burger (we had a respectable two desserts– also bought some blueberry cobbler bar thing). She also took a picture of us with our food, because we probably seemed like tourists.

So any actress who eats lots of desserts and is willing to take pictures of idiots with their food is a-okay in my book.

Later, when I recounted this to my mom, she said, “Oh… the ‘bend & snap’ lady?” That hadn’t occurred to me at the time. But yes. Awesome.

I'll bend and snap for cake.

Oh yeah, and the other day I was late for a dinner with some friends (including Brent) and missed seeing JANE LYNCH. That would have been more blog-appropriate. I apologize to everyone.

xoxo…


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