It's been a pretty newsy week already with updates on Wako Roll and BJ's Brewhouse.
There's a little more today. The photograph of the piece of blueberry pie that accompanies this blog came from Cafe Homestead. While I was there today, cafe manager Derek Varejcka told me the next farm-to-table dinner has been scheduled for March 17.
It seems like everyone I speak with regarding the new BJ's Brewhouse coming to the corner of Highways 6 and 84 near the Richland Mall can't wait for it to open.
Well, there's good news and bad news on that front.
The most insightful thing I ever heard enigmatic football coach Mike Leach say was that when it came to breakfast, the chicken is involved, but the pig is committed.
I think he meant it as a metaphor. I can't remember how or even if it applied to football.
Anyway, that metaphor is on my mind at the moment as I just finished a Whizz-pig burger at Captain Billy Whizzbang's.
Would you like to know when the new sushi and Korean food restaurant in Central Texas Marketplace is going to open? So would owner Hong Park.
I spoke with Park on Monday morning as he worked in his kitchen. He's waiting on inspectors to give him the green light to open for business, but he doesn't know when they're going to get around to him. He has finished the new restaurant right down to most of the final details and said he hopes to open by the end of the month, but he couldn't say for certain.
Since we decided last week that Friday would henceforth be Fried-day, we couldn't go too many weeks without featuring one of Waco's favorite fried treats, the George's crazy wing.
A crazy wing — a boneless chicken wing stuffed with jack cheese and jalapenos, wrapped in bacon and, here's the kicker, deep fried — is fantastic on its own. But is there anyway to improve upon it?
As I read the cover story in the February issue of Texas Monthly early Wednesday evening, my fingers still smelled of barbecue. Well, to be honest it could have been that my fingers smelled of barbecue, or it could have been that the barbecue smell resided in my beard, which collected plenty of grit and sauce at lunch almost six hours earlier.
Or it could have been that the smell lingered in my brain as a smoky imprint left by delicious ribs.
Exactly six weeks ago, I wrote in this blog about Mi Tequila opening a second location in the Austin Avenue space formerly occupied by Sebas Cocina.
Then on Tuesday I learned that the space will soon have yet another new tenant.
[ Guest blogger Sarah Lake writes her own blog "Life of Love," is working toward her PhD in behavioral neuroscience at Baylor, and is significantly more qualified to write a Valentine's Day blog than Chad ]
By Sarah Lake
For Valentine’s Day, I challenge you to do something you’ve never done before.
Because I’ve never been one to dare others to do things I haven’t done, I wanted to celebrate the holiday by going someplace and doing something I never had before: wine tasting at Tehuacana Creek Vineyards and Winery.
We had a blast at the Cafe Homestead prime rib farm-to-table dinner on Saturday night. And so, we would like to present the video highlights and some commentary from WacoFork friends.
Thanks to Cameron Weed, Caleb Roberts, Katie and Tye Barrett, Anna and Mark Waldrop, Stephen Evans and Phong and Thanh Le who contributed to the video.
Of course, thanks to Derek Varejcka and the whole Cafe Homestead staff for hosting us and preparing a fantastic meal. Derek told us the next farm-to-table menu could be out as early as this week. So if the food and fun in this video looks like something you want to be part of, check back here for further details.
It's Friday, but I declare it to be Fried-day.
From now on, Friday blogs will feature fried food (reader's note: by "from now on," I mean that it will mostly be Fried-day on Friday, unless there is breaking news that takes precedence on the blog or my doctor puts an end to Fried-day). That's the reason for the beautiful photo of fried catfish from Krispy Chicken that accompanies this blog. Blue skies, the Alico building, french fries and fried catfish. Glory, hallelujah, what a day.
