I blogged a couple months ago about a yet to open restaurant in Cambridge called Pho Shizzle, at that point declaring it the best thai restaurant ever. Well I can now say that the food lives up to the awesome name. Corina and I went there for dinner and I can definitely say I was impressed. The decor was very chiq and modern, the service was excellent and pretty much everything we ordered was fantastic. I ordered the chicken wings with chili salt and pork balls, shredded pork and spring roll with vermicelli. Corina got the spring rolls and grilled chicken and rice. For dessert we ordered a deep fried banana with ice cream. All of it was delicious. I can say now that they are my favourite viet thai restaurant now. Here are some sketchy cell phone pictures I took of the meal.

Pork balls, shredded pork, spring roll and vermicelli

As I was mentioning the other day we made homemade chinese food. We took some pictures so you could see how everything turned out.

Here’s the Soo-Guy being fried, then me cutting it after it was done.

Corina is here preparing the chicken fried rice. On the right is the Soo-Guy sauce.

And here’s the finished product we came up with. It was definitely a learning experience. The next time I’ll probably throw some more baking soda into the chicken balls, as they didn’t really fluff out the way I would have liked. I was pretty amazed that the chicken balls and Soo-Guy seemed to be in the ballpark of the taste we were looking for. We also learned that we could probably manage with 1 chicken breast between the 2 of us, as one each proved to be quite a lot of food. Either way, it turned out awesome, though not quite cost effective. Probably all told it cost $25, but that included sauces that we can use again. Dee-lish!

Tonight I decided I was in the mood for something a little different. I had tried some Viet-Thai food awhile back when I went to lunch with some people at work and I was quite pleasantly surprised with the food. I’m a pretty picky eater for the most part, so finding some new food that I really liked was definitely a treat. Since then I’ve had a jonesin’ to try some more Thai food. Corina and I were expecting company, so we opted for the pickup route. I took a look in the phone book and it turned out there was a nice little Thai place not too far away from our house called Mostly Thai. After taking a look at their website I decided to order some fish dumplings and some chicken rolls, while Corina got the Chicken and snowpeas. I have to say, the fish dumplings were fantastic. They came with a nice and spicy dipping sauce that just topped it off for me. I will definitely be doing that again.

I tried one of those new breakfast sandwiches they have at Tim Horton’s and can say unilaterally that they are ass-tastic. These are the new inventions that Tim Horton’s is using as its answer to the McMuffin line of products at McDonalds. Let me be the first to tell you that they aren’t even in the same class. They offer a dry biscuit kinda dealy, with egg, cheese slice and your choice of sausage or bacon. Now me being in total opposition to eating cheese, I asked for my sausage sandwich without. After taking pretty much 5 minutes to assemble the thing because they managed to continually forget whether I in fact wanted a sausage, even though I had just verified this fact verbally to them. So I finally get the thing and eat about half of it only to find the egg is in fact laced with cheese. Now what’s the point of asking for no cheese, yet still ending up with cheese in the egg? You would figure they might actually point out that there is cheese in the egg if I already asked for no cheese slice. So I discarded the egg and ate just the sausage and biscuit, which were pretty boring and left a gross aftertaste. I had a coffee and it didn’t wipe out the taste, so I ate a piece of pear at the farmers market we went to and it got rid of the bad taste, half an hour after the fact.

Now I was told when blogging this, I had to mention that my friend Kitchen in fact enjoyed his breakfast sandwich. I suspect that he might have been on strong hallucinogens at the time, as I can’t really see how this is possible.

As the title might imply, I feel like waxing poetically about ribs. Maybe scratch that poetically bit and it might closer to it. All week I’ve been anticipating Friday evening. It is the return of the best type of festival. A festival devoted to consuming large chunks of what was once a pig(or cow, as the case may be). This festival I speak of is Guelph’s annual Ribfest. Last year was my inauguration to the festival. Corina’s sister had mentioned well earlier in the year about her husband and her attend every year and I was instantly intrigued. A festival devoted entirely to meat. This was a festival for me. Given they were going, I made sure to clear my calendar to attend this hallowed event.

The event last year was awesome. For $20 you get a whole rack of ribs and a side. There were 9 different trailers setup serving their spin on rib delicious-ness. Everyone has a different preferrence. There is even a trailer from Paris called Camp 31. They make badass ribs. But given I can get Camp 31 goodness any day of the week, I didn’t bother with them. I think I got either Billy Bones or Bibbs BBQ ribs last year. I also got some potato side and corn on the cob. We bumped into a group of friends who unbeknownst to us were also checking out the ribliciousness. Corina’s sister had the kids with them, so they packed it in early and we hung out with our friends the rest of the night. We ended up having some drinks and all eating Elephant ears loaded up with ice cream, whip cream and chocolate sauce. It was truly an evening of gorging to remember. This last weekend we went to a party and mentioned how we were going to Ribfest again to the friends who had attended last year and instantly anything that might have been planned for Friday was put on the backburner. Ribfest obviously takes precedence. I definitely like the idea of this being an annual occurance, because Ribfest is just that damn good.

I think my anticipation of Ribfest is almost bordering on the excitement I have in the leadup to Thanksgiving. And I love turkey. Not quite as excited, but up there. But that does remind me that turkey time is rapidly approaching. I think I want to see if I can manage 3 turkey dinners this time around. That would be ace. Gosh darn I’m hungry right now.