Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Downsizing: The Incredible Shrinking Ice Cream Package

Have you purchased a half gallon of ice cream lately? If you answered yes, you are either lying or very lucky. The half gallon package of ice cream is all but extinct.

First the industry reduced the standard half gallon package to 1.75 quarts and now the standard is 1.5 quarts. For those expecting a commensurate reduction in price, you will be surprised to learn that there was none. Industry executives plead that reducing the size of the package was a more palatable alternative to raising prices or using lesser quality ingredients. For a mea culpa offered by an ice cream industry executive. See http://icecreamjournal.turkeyhill.com/index.php/2008/08/15/shrinking-ice-cream-package/.

The half gallon package is not alone. Haagen Dazs, for example, has reduced the size of its pint to 14 ounces from 16 ounces and yet continues to label its package a "pint." As you might imagine, other ice cream companies are not happy about this development. Ben & Jerry's responded to Haagen Dazs' repackaging with the following statement:

One of our competitors (think funny-sounding European name) recently announced they will be downsizing their pints from 16 to 14 ounces to cover increased ingredient and manufacturing costs and help improve their bottom line. We understand that in today's hard economic times businesses are feeling the pinch. We also understand that many of you are also feeling the same, and think now more than ever you deserve your full pint of ice cream.
To the extent that you share Ben & Jerry's sentiments, and continue to want to purchase a full half gallon of ice cream, I can suggest a visit to Whole Foods Market. When I last purchased ice cream at Whole Foods, they were offering a half gallon of their store brand ice cream for $4.99--a fair price for a good wholesome product.

Eat up,
The Regular Guy

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Conte's: An Oasis In A Food Desert

339 Witherspoon St
Princeton, NJ 08542
(609) 921-8041

Those of you familiar with Princeton will not be surprised by my saying that the area is not a hotbed of culinary delights. In fact, my wife and I came close to not moving to the area eighteen years ago due to the dearth of decent eating establishments. I remember being served pizza at one now-defunct Italian restaurant that reminded me of the version served in high school cafeterias - - you know, white bread slathered with ketchup and a slice of velveeta.

While there has been considerable improvement over the years, the area remains food challenged. Conte's is a notable exception. It has consistently turned out the best pizza in the area for a generation now.

The decor is early VFW hall. The restaurant/bar is housed in a large rectangular room with no frills. Metal tables and chairs serve as the sole decoration.

The bar is long and continues down the entire left side. Two televisions hang behind the bar. These are not of the HD variety; they are vintage console sets that go well with the bottled Rolling Rocks that are the bar's staple. Micro brews have yet to find a comfortable home here. The bar, however, serves a noble service since there is usually a wait for a table. One of my fonder memories, is sitting at the bar with the kids and watching them slurp down Shirley Temples.

While waiting for a table, a server will approach to take your order. If there are menus, I have yet to see one. The pizza is thin, almost wafer like. It is cooked until well-done, the cheese bubbling and golden brown and the crust crisp and dark. All of the standard toppings are available and are fresh and generally superb. Those seeking pineapple or thai chicken toppings will be treated as if they ordered corned beef on white bread with mayonnaise at a Jewish Deli.

This is not the California Pizza Kitchen. It is real food for real, if somewhat stiff and preppy, people.

Eat up,
The Regular Guy.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Peter Luger's: "Steak For Seven"















Peter Luger Steak House
  • 178 Broadway, Brooklyn, NY 11211
  • 718-387-7400
When one thinks of food for the regular guy, meat and potatoes is at the top of the list and when one thinks of meat and potatoes, Peter Luger Steak House is tops. Even though I had lived in New York for four years (86-90) and have maintained an office there throughout my legal career (86-present), I had never been to Peter Luger's. So it was with a fair sense of excitement that I and six fraternity brothers descended on Brooklyn on a cold and windy February night to celebrate a mini-reunion.

The first thing you notice about Peter Luger's is the atmosphere: there is none. If you like your food served with a minimum of BS, this is your place. Wood tables, wood floors and bright lights.

Next, you notice the food choices. There are few. We were offered steak for one, steak for two, steak for three or steak for four (ranging in price from $39.95 to $167.80). We improvised and ordered steak for seven. All such steaks are porterhouse, which are comprised of both a tenderloin (which includes the filet mignon) and a top loin (or New York Strip) separated by a bone.

Before that, and in response to some whining from one of the more high maintenance members of our group (oh who am I kidding, we are all high maintenance, except for Tony who may be comatose) the waiter brought over a menu. There are some additional offerings, including a rib steak, lamb chops, fresh fish and a Luger Burger. There are also appetizers (including sliced tomatoes and onions, sizzling bacon, salads and shrimp cocktail) and vegetables (including a variety of potatoes, broccoli, creamed spinach and onion rings).

We started with the bacon, shrimp cocktail and and sliced tomatoes and onions. I didn't try the bacon (doctor's orders), but this was not your father's thinly sliced variety. As advertised, it was sizzling and thick. There were no complaints. Did I mention that my fraternity was of the Jewish persuasion? The tomato and onion slices were ripe, thick and and fresh. The shrimp and accompanying cocktail sauce were excellent.

The steak followed on two large plates that were placed on the table at an angle so that the meat would not swim in any grease. The steak was sliced so that we could choose the pieces that met our individual temperature preferences. I imagine that there are better steaks somewhere at some price, but this was an experience that I would not have traded. The creamed spinach (not too creamy) and the Luger's Special German Fried Potatoes (well done and crispy) were ideal accompaniments. The steak sauce is good enough to be bottled and sold in supermarkets.

I didn't try the dessert, but the apple strudel and "holy cow" hot fudge sundae looked like they should. I'm not sure if I would use the word cow to describe a dessert at this place, however. In fact, if I were a cow I'd steer (no pun intended) clear of Brooklyn altogether. All desserts can be served with homemade schlag (whipped cream). The brothers of Beta Sigma Beta will appreciate the significance and coincidence of that word.

All in all, Peter Luger's was a special place to celebrate a special night with a special group of guys. Eat up,

The Regular Guy

Charlie's Sandwich Shoppe: "Best Breakfast in America"

Charlie's Sandwich Shoppe
47 Columbus Avenue
Boston Massachusetts, 012116
(617) 536-7669

The "Best Breakfast in America" proclaims the menu of Charlie's Sandwich Shoppe and they just might be right. When visiting Boston last weekend with the family, the concierge of our hotel (Jury's on Stuart, Street -- excellent by the way, but requiring a different blog) recommended Charlie's for a good, wholesome breakfast. It might have been nice had he also mentioned that it was closed on Sunday's, but at least you now know. Another crucial piece of intelligence is that it is cash only.

This place is straight out of the fifties. (For my Northeast Philly friends, think Essen House but smaller and older). As you enter, you pass the register on your left and then a counter with perhaps twelve seats facing a working grill. Opposite the counter, there are maybe six or seven tables that are shared when the restaurant is busy. This is not a place for pretense. If you want water, you get up and pour it for yourself.

As for the food, it was just what the doctor (not a cardiologist, however) ordered. I had the self proclaimed "award winning" turkey hash, eggs and toast ($7.85). I'm not sure what award it received, but I smiled all the way through. The kids had the french toast ( $5.85) and my wife the blueberry griddle cakes and bacon ($7.25). Both were excellent.

The breakfast menu is completed with a full array of omelette options and expected variations of eggs, french toast and pan(griddle)cakes. Lunch offers virtually every sandwich option, including pulled pork, subs (this is Boston -- no hoagies here) soups, salads and and even entrees like meatloaf, fried chicken and sirloin steak.

Charlie's is the kind of spot I enjoy, whether it be for breakfast, lunch or dinner; a simple setting with good food. Restaurants like this will be the focus of the Regular Guide To Food and I'm thrilled to highlight Charlie's Sandwich Shoppe in our inaugural post. Eat up,

The Regular Guy