Posts Tagged ‘food’

North Island Finale (for now)

Wednesday, March 11th, 2009

Back home, one of the tv shows that we got roped into is Lost.  For all of the ridiculous things that happen on that show–and there are many ranging from mysterious black smoke that drags people away, a tropical polar bear, and an island that has apparently moved–the most unusual thing may be the extreme amount of “neck sweat” that the characters constantly sport.  Yeah, I know it’s a tropical island, but it always seems a bit over the top.  And who really sweats from their neck so much?  We’ve never experienced that kind of sweating–until last night.

Yesterday was our last full day on the North Island for awhile, and we went out in style. We woke up at Battle Hill Regional Park and were given a treat of fresh eggs from the chickens on this working farm/forest park.  It was just the beginning of a day of indulgence.  After making the short drive into Wellington we made a quick trip to the library and then headed to the legendary Embassy Theater.  The Embassy is a beautiful old theater that played host to the Lord of the Rings movie premieres.  I have never seen a movie in a theater quite like this–and we just about had it all to ourselves for an 11:00 am showing of Slumdog Millionaire.  We had our pick of the big leather chairs and settled in with Coke and popcorn in hand.  We decided that we would splurge a bit, so we checked into the Bay Plaza Hotel overlooking Wellington’s beautiful bay.  We did have a great view of the bay right from our bed–an old photo of the bay in 1929 graced the wall of our room, otherwise all we could see was the hills and houses overlooking the bay.  Wrong side of the hotel I guess, but it suited our needs perfectly.  Shower, bed, refrigerator, and just a few minutes walk from The Front Room–a music venue where we would later see Old Crow Medicine Show in their first ever Wellington performance.  What a treat!

Embassy Theater, Wellington 03-04-2009 4-50-27 PM OCMS, Wellington!!! 03-04-2009 10-12-04 PM

Before the show we had an incredible dinner at Sweet Mother’s Kitchen, a creole style place also just a couple of blocks from the hotel.  We had been there the weekend before with the Triggs and Ursula, our favorite fellow WWOOFer.  Ursula had steered us there after the beer festival and picked a real winner.  Finally some spicy food!

By the time we walked over to the music venue there was already quite a line of folks waiting to get in.  The Front Room was the perfect venue to see Old Crow–one big room, a balcony and two bars.  No chairs, no tables, and a fired up Kiwi crowd.  And, there was also no ventilation whatsoever.  It didn’t take long into the opening act to realize that things were heating up.  After just a few songs, we couldn’t take the crush of people up front and made our way up to the balcony where things weren’t so crowded.  And that’s where the neck sweat really started.  It was so hot and humid that we, and everyone else, were drenched head to toe.  It was so bloody hot, as they say here, that the bass player spent most of the show shirtless.  We did our best to show everyone how things are done back home in the States and I think we nailed it.  It was really such a treat to get a little taste of home here in NZ.  It was a great way to close out our time on the North Island, and we can’t wait to stop by Sweet Mother’s for dessert on the way back north.  After eating three meals there we never had enough room, so it will just have to wait.

One thing we’re learning along that way is that we take free internet for granted back home.  Most libraries, cafes, etc. do not provide free internet access and it can actually be a bit pricy to hop online.  As we head south, it might be harder and harder to get online, so the posts may come a bit slower.  We’ll try to keep us as best we can!

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Which Way to Mount Doom?

Thursday, February 26th, 2009

Tongariro National Park 02-19-2009 1-26-34 AM

Following our stint at Waiinu we headed inland (this was very hard to do) to check out Tongariro National Park.  Tongariro was the first national park in New Zealand, boasts one of the best day hikes in the country, and is home to a number of active volcanoes, including Mount Doom!  Of course, it’s not called Mount Doom, but it’s the volcano that was used for Mount Doom in the Lord of the Rings movies.  At last, we would have a chance to climb the mountain and cast the ring into the fiery…what would a blog about New Zealand be without at least one reference to Lord Of The Rings?  Or sheep.  So, in honor of stereotypical New Zealand here’s a sheep.

Sheep 02-26-2009 1-42-19 PM

I’d love to include a picture of Mount Doom, but we never really saw it–we were foiled by a raging storm.  We got to Tongariro just in time to set up our newly acquired tarp (Ethan, you’ll be happy to know that we spent the two extra bucks to avoid the dreaded blue tarp).  We set up the tarp, pulled out the chairs, and pretty much sat there through the biggest storm of the summer.  We did manage to see a pretty neat waterfall, and watching the stream near our campsite turn into a raging river was cool too.  We spent a lot of time in the Visitor’s Center waiting out the weather which was not letting up at all.  We checked out the exhibits two or three times apiece.  We watched every minute of every video display inside that place.  If you ever want to know anything about the history of skiing in Tongariro just send us your questions.  Worried that we would soon become a part of the exhibit, we headed out into the rain and drove back to our refuge under the tarp.  The Tongariro Crossing hike would just have to wait until another time–the weather forecast wasn’t much better for the next few days.

We were in for a real treat though.  The drive from Tongariro towards Levin was full of landmarks including a giant carrot, a giant gum boot, and a memorial to a train wreck (normal size).  We spent a few days on the beaches near Levin and then headed to Celtic Organic Winery where we’ve been for the past 5 days.
Ohakune Carrot 02-20-2009 3-45-33 PM Giant Gum Boot 02-20-2009 4-36-10 PM

You might be saying to yourself, “Why do Tim and Joanie seem to only go to farms that produce alcoholic beverages?”  Well, I don’t know what to say except, why not?  Clearly the benefits are outstanding.  Celtic Organic Winery has been fantastic.  Malcolm makes some very tasty wines in the old Celtic tradition. They age outside through the seasons instead of in a cool cellar.  We’ve had some delicious plum port wine, plum wine, celtic mead, green ginger wine, green ginger sparkling wine, whiskey mac, and feijoa wine.  I better go make sure I got them all.  Our first day here we were able to put our labeling skills to use, but since then we been focusing our energies on some outside projects.  We helped build a fence, weed some gardens, and for the past two days we’ve been cleaning up the 10 pine trees that were just cut down.  There’s now a massive pile of limbs out in the field, and it’s a bummer that we won’t be around to see the fire when it’s burned.

One of the best things about being here are the shared dinners that we have with Malcolm and his wife Deb.  We just had an incredible meal thanks to Malcom’s trip out in his boat today–fresh snapper.  We, I should say I, enjoyed some mussels yesterday.  Joanie was brave enough to give them a try, but isn’t the biggest fan.  We had fresh fish the first night here as well, and several other delicious meals in between.  We’ve got a bit of work to do tomorrow morning, and then we head south to Wellington to meet up with Ron and Jill from White Cliff Organic Brewery to help out with the Wellington beer festival.

The Brewery

Wednesday, February 4th, 2009

White Cliffs Organic Brewery 02-01-2009 1-45-32 AM

Ahhh, there’s nothing like beer.  Even better, there’s nothing like good, organic beer.  Picture this:  A small organic brewery set on the west coast of New Zealand above the White Cliffs.  Two beers, ale and lager, masterfully brewed with the finest ingredients–barley, hops, yeast, and rainwater.  That’s right, four ingredients.  Nothing else.  Outside of the brewery is an avocado orchard full of fruits, and when things are quiet, the sound of the waves crashing on the cliffs.  At night, a brilliant starry sky with Orion and the Southern Cross shining bright illuminates the path to a small cottage among the avocados.  Can it get any better than this?

For the past four days we’ve been here at White Cliff Brewery enjoying our first week of WWOOFing.  The brewery was easy to find–it’s just off the main road that takes you down the west coast and a giant beer bottle greets you from the road–there’s no missing it.  We arrived here on Sunday and have spent the last four days working (there must be a better term for this) and having fun.  The brewery is a true family business–Mike, Rene, Ron, Jill, Dylan, and Christie run the brewery and adjacent White Cliffs Estate function center.  Our hosts are an incredibly generous family and it’s a real pleasure to get to share their company, work alongside them, and help out however we can.

Helping out has come in the form of weeding the grounds, transplanting comfrey, cutting firewood, tasting beer, bottling, and our favorite task–labeling!  Ever since we visited Maker’s Mark, Joanie has wanted to try her hand at labeling bottles.  Now she is a real pro at the job and hopefully Smuttynose will take notice!  The brewery just underwent a rebranding and the labels are just one of many improvements that have been made in the past two years.  Check out the brewery website here for a look at the new brand.  You might even want to order a shirt once they update the online shop–and at the same time see my first “modeling” gig.  I think I’ve found my true calling in life–beer shirt model.  There must be someone out there willing to pay me for that!

We work about 4 hours each day and then join everyone for a delicious lunch usually consisting of lots of fresh food–tomatoes, avocados, lettuce, plums, breads, cheeses, an African style beef jerky, etc.  There’s a bunch of chickens on the property here too, so we’ve got our pick of fresh eggs every day.  After lunch we’re usually finished with work, grab a pitcher of beer and are on our own for the rest of the day.

White Cliffs Beach Walk 02-02-2009 2-08-15 AM

We’ve been taking advantage of that time off to walk along the beach below White Cliffs (only accessible at low tide), head into New Plymouth to see the Festival of Lights and listen to live music, or catch up on skype calls, reading, or finding the next WWOOF farm.  There’s a beer and wine festival on Saturday that we’ll be helping with and the next few days will likely be busy with preperations for the festival.  We’ll be sure to post some pictures–it’s being held at a winery a bit south of here with an absoultely incredible view of the ocean.

The Perfect Day

Thursday, January 22nd, 2009

Phoenix 01-14-2009 10-28-52 AM

It’s not just the Arizona Cardinals who seem to be enjoying a string of good luck here in the Grand Canyon State.  We’ve had some incredibly good fortune as of late, and we’ve got a lot of catching up to do here on the blog.  To skip ahead for a second here, we’ve landed in San Diego and have been enjoying the incredible weather and outdoor fun so much that we’ve been neglecting the posting for a bit.  It’s hard to forget where we left off though–a trip to Pizzeria Bianco in Phoenix.

I had read about this place in a book about one man’s search for the perfect pizza (sounds like my kind of journey).  It’s only opens at 5:00 pm and we had a bunch of time to kill, so we figured we’d park nearby and walk around downtown for awhile.  We had no idea what we were in for.  The pizzeria is located on a small sidestreet that is mostly closed to car traffic.  There’s just enough room for a few cars to pull onto Adams Street and turn into the pizzeria parking lot.  And, at 4:00 pm that is exactly what we found out.  There were 4 or 5 cars stopped in the road and the pizzeria lot had a chain draped across the entry.  We sat there in our car for a few moments and thought about driving around the corner, parking the car, and walking around downtown for the next hour while waited for the restaurant to open.  And then, we had our first bit of good luck for the evening.  A fellow in the car next to us rolled down the window and said, “He’ll pull back the chain in a few minutes.  Better not go anywhere.”  Words of wisdom to two inexperienced Pizzeria Bianco customers.

Sure enough, in a few minutes a man walked out of the pizzeria, pulled back the chain blocking the small lot, and we pulled into a space.  In the meantime, people started coming out of the woodwork and gathered out in front of the restaurant.  The place wasn’t opening for another hour.  We didn’t really know what was going on, but this flurry of activity seemed like a good indication that this pizza must be something special.  Mimicking the others, we sat ourselves at one of the tables in front of the pizzeria, soaked up the afternoon sun, and listened to the energetic conversations around us.  We weren’t the only out-of-staters.  And then, good fortune struck again when some folks asked if they could sit down next to us at the table.  Harry and CJ and their daughter Jackie were out to celebrate one last meal at Pizzeria Bianco before Jackie moved to Salt Lake City the next day.  It seemed like we had a lot in common with Jackie’s sister Adrian who had taken a trip around the world years ago, including some time woofing in New Zealand.  We had a wonderful conversation, and Harry and CJ invited us several times to stay the night at their house in Phoenix.  It sounded like a great idea, and it was a real treat to have some new friends so we took them up on the offer.

At this point, it was getting close to 5:00 pm and soon everyone started lining up outside the restaurant.  We found our place in line–it’s all an honor system, peppered by offers to trade one’s spot in line for hundreds of dollars–and got ready to chow down.  We were seated quickly and enjoyed a fantastic meal of tomato, basil, and homemade mozzerella salad, a margerita pizza, and a Wiseguy (smoked mozzerella, fenel sausage, and carmelized onions).  Wow. This was good pizza.  It’s hard to make comparisons over time and thousands of miles, but this was some of the best pizza I’ve had.  After a memorable dinner, we went back to Harry and CJ’s for some good conversation and stories–the perfect way to end a perfect day (We had also eaten ice cream that day at the Sugar Bowl).  Harry and CJ were the most generous hosts we could imagine and we thoroughly enjoyed our time in Phoenix thanks to them.  Thank you Harry and CJ!  Hopefully we can return the favor someday!

Pizzeria Bianco, Phoenix 01-13-2009 7-53-46 PM

Roadfood

Tuesday, January 13th, 2009

Taqueria Pico de Gallo Tucson, AZ 01-11-2009 6-34-56 PM 01-11-2009 6-34-56 PM 01-11-2009 6-34-56 PM

When we do set out at the start of the day and have a destination in mind, one of our guides aside from the atlas has been the book Roadfood.  This is a resource that anyone on a road trip should absolutely have.  It’s a guide to over 700 of the best local eateries all across the country.  These are places that maintain that local flavor both in their sense of place and sense of taste.  At most of these places you can get a meal for under $10 and you can often pick them out at lunch time by the crowd waiting outside (the surest sign of some good eats).  We’ve been able to check out 6 places so far on our travels, and haven’t been let down once.  I already wrote a bit about our trip to Arthur Bryant’s in Kansas City, but we’ve also been to:
Homemade Ice Cream and Pie Kitchen–Lousville, KY
Plaza Cafe–Santa Fe, NM
The Frontier–Albuquerque, NM (twice!)
Nopalito–Las Cruces, NM
Nellie’s Cafe–Las Cruces, NM
Tacqueria Pico de Gallo–South Tucson, AZ (This is, according to the Roadfood authors, the best Mexican restaurant in the country.  After two visits I can’t disagree with that, but I’m willing to put it to the test.  El Farolito here we come!)
Sugar Bowl–Scottsdale, AZ (This is where Dennis the Menace would go for ice cream in the cartoon strip)

Every one of these places so far has been a local treasure.
Next up is a place that isn’t in Roadfood but I’ve read about elsewhere–Pizzeria Bianco in Phoenix.  If you want to check out some good descriptions of these places and more in your area, check out http://www.roadfood.com/

Albuquerque

Thursday, January 8th, 2009

We’ve been heading mostly south the last few days towards warmer days and nights and plenty of sunshine.  When we got to Albuquerque we had a few missions:  1.  Eat at the Frontier Restaurant  2. Check out Petroglyphs National Monument and 3. Find the De Anza Motel.

The Frontier Restaurant is a great place to eat in Albuquerque (not an easy word to type over and over).  They make some great New Mexican food here and it’s ready about 3 minutes after you order it.  The place is huge and must get mobbed by the U of NM crowd during school, but it was fairly quiet while we were there.  Petrogylphs National Monument is a very interesting park on the west side of town where 700 year old rock carvings can be found on the side of a mesa.  And, last but not least, the De Anza Motor Lodge is the site of one of the most memorable and infamous Albers’ family vacation stops of the 1980′s.

Luckily, both the Frontier Restaurant and the De Anza are both on old Route 66 just a few minutes apart.  If you check out the pictures, you’ll see that the De Anza is obviously not open for business anymore.  However, it doesn’t look all that different from when I was there 20 or so years ago!  There might even be less ants in the rooms these days!  While it was sad to it so run down, it gave us a good laugh…and it’s probably for the best!

We also found time to walk around the old part of town before heading to Coronado State Monument to camp for the evening. They have some very interesting kiva murals at the monument that were worth the trip, but we also got a great tip from one of the folks working there.  He gave us directions to some incredible hot springs up in the mountains.  It was a 10 mile round trip hike through the snow to get there, but it was well worth it.

Albuquerque, NM 01-02-2009 5-59-24 PM Albuquerque, NM 01-02-2009 6-11-00 PM

Dick Clark, Eat Your Heart Out!

Sunday, January 4th, 2009

Following the Cimarron Cutoff of the Santa Fe Trail we headed toward New Mexico. With it being New Year’s Eve we figured there was only one place that we should aim for—Las Vegas! Las Vegas, New Mexico. We didn’t notice any casinos or bright lights, but the Las Vegas Inn was offering a room and participation in their New Year’s Eve bash for only $29.99. Tempting, but we settled for a six-pack, bourbon, all the backgammon we could play and a free National Forest campground. El Porvenir Campground was where we ended up after a winding drive into the mountains west of Las Vegas. We missed our annual tradition of New Year’s Eve with Erik and other friends, but we made the most of that six-pack, the bourbon and the backgammon. So much so, that like most everyone else, we couldn’t really do too much on January 1st. I guess if your new year starts out like that it’s bound to get better. That’s smart.

We mustered up enough energy to drive to Santa Fe and get some medicinal breakfast. There’s no better place to do that than the Plaza Café right in the heart of Santa Fe Plaza. Like all good breakfast joints, you could pick it out by the line of people waiting outside for a table. After some delicious chicken enchiladas, huevos divorciados and some amazing sopaipillas we felt much better and ready to conquer a walk around town. Another night of cold and snowy camping convinced us to head south towards Albuquerque and warmer weather.

We’re Going to Kansas City…

Thursday, January 1st, 2009

We left Michigan in yet another storm–this time mostly rain and wind.  We didn’t have much planned except for getting to Raven’s in Kansas to drop off a gift from a few years ago.  We did make a stop in Springfield, MO to visit the Abraham Lincoln home and get out of the car for a bit.  That night we found ourselves searching for camping in Mark Twain National Forest, finally finding a sweet campground with all of 4 campsites.  The next day brought blue skies and the promise of some serious barbecue in Kansas City.

Arthur Bryant’s is a legendary barbecue establishment in Kansas City and it lived up to the hype.  The beef sandwich is a load of beef brisket with two token slices of Wonder bread to make it a sandwich.  The sauce was incredible–tangy and not sweet.  The fries were delicious, and the setting was great–simple and all about the food.  Right down the street at 18th and Vine was the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum and the American Jazz Museum–two great museums that also helped us move around after the barbecue feast.  By the time we were done in the museums I was ready for another sandwich at Arthur Bryant’s but it wasn’t in the cards.

Yes, I’m sticking out my full stomach–sort of.

A New York Minute

Wednesday, December 24th, 2008

Our first stop was in Massapequa Park, NY for Thanksgiving and the unloading of the cars.  Pete and Jes aren’t the only ones with a whole bunch of our stuff in their basement!  Thanks Mom and Dad, and Pete and Jes!  New York was great–lots of sunny days, games of Set, visiting friends (Erik and Ellery!) and FOOD.  Tim started working on his “winter coat”, forgetting that this will be a short winter before heading to New Zealand.  Aside from the Thanksgiving feast, we also scored the All American Hat Trick.  That means three trips to All American in one week for the best burgers and fries you can get anywhere.

We hit some other NY standards as well with the Albers’ (Ken, Ellen, Little Tim, Mom and Dad) and Erik and Ellery–Jones Beach, Central Park, Grand Central Station, FAO Schwarz and, of course, McSorley’s.  We didn’t take any pictures in NY, but this one from Ken of Little Tim sums it all up.

timmy