My food is on the grill
Posted by Patrick Corkum on April 11, 2010
My parents came into town this weekend for the Cherry Blossom Festival down in DC yesterday. Unfortunately, as I am sure you could figure out from my post on Puking, my wife and youngest son (Ty) were unavailable to attend the festival. There were a ton of people down there. It was unfortunate because the festival would have been really cool. That is, if you could see anything. The day was rather interesting and I could’ve chosen about 10 different things to write about from yesterday. I may still do that, but I thought I would post on our dinner because I love the restaurant so much. The restaurant is bd’s Mongolian Barbeque. The place rocks! I have been going there for over 10 years now. Everyone that I bring there loves it!
The restaurant is a really cool idea, and I have been to other Mongolian BBQs before, but this one really Americanizes it (is that really a word?). The premise of this place is that you take a bowl, fill it with raw food (everything from beef, shrimp, pork and chicken to different style noodles to an assortment of vegetables), fill a little cup with a sauce (such as Teriyaki, peanut, Szechuan, etc…), add some spices if you want, and then bring it to someone to cook on a really large grill right before your very eyes! <Here’s where you say “ooooohhhhh”, “ahhhhhh”>. Oh yeah, then you eat it. Now, I am a moron for not taking a picture of the food bar. But, I did take one of the grill:
Unfortunately, the picture I took does not really do a great job of explaining what goes on. Go Patrick! What they do is take a lot of people’s food and cook each person’s food right next to each other and three guys walk around the grill (not sure how they don’t get cooked themselves being over the grill for so long) and use these long knives to cut up and cook your food, moving one to the next. The great part is that when you get your food at the end of it all, you sometimes get a surprize! What is that surprize, you may ask? Well, my daughter figured it out quite quickly, noticing a green pepper on her plate. <She didn’t choose peppers from the food bar>. Now, you are saying, but I am a vegetarian, what if someones meat gets mixed in with mine? I say to you, stop being a vegetarian and eat some meat for crying out loud, it is good for you! They, on the other hand, have some sympathy, if you tell them, and put up barriers between the food to help you out. If you have an allergy, they have a grill in the back that they will cook the food on, just let them know.
I always love the food and there is something for everyone, no matter what mood you’re in. I took a picture of my creation <I love cheese and throw a lot on, I’m weird like that>.
Oh, you get to go back for as many plates as you want and they won’t make you eat one that you made if you don’t like it. Isn’t that nice? Anyway, moving on, my son was not feeling too well, it seemed he was quite tired. His appetite was a bit off, so he just got noodles:
Which, may I add, he ate almost nothing of. To show you how much he ate, I doctored the picture above a little to let you play a game of “Find the Missing Food” to show how much he ate:
Yes, there is food missing. It was his birthday, so they gave him a free sundae, which I took a picture of and which he ate more of than the noodles:
If you can’t tell, my daughter loves being on front of the camera. Fortunately, PJ didn’t eat too much of his dinner, because my wife would’ve had a lot more work to do when we found out in the middle of the night that he too has the bug that she and Ty had/have. See yesterday’s post on Puking. Anyway, all the employee’s wear shirts with sayings on them that really fit my sense of humor. The sayings are also scattered around the restaurant on other things too. For instance, on my soda glass:
Okay, I’m wrapping up the post, I swear! I know it is getting long. I am sorry, please forgive me. The place has one down side, in my opinion (at least the DC location). The food is good, but it is the kind of food that can make you have to use a special room, if you catch my drift. And, as for the men, they have a special room on the main level, which is a one person special room, and another up a short flight of stairs which has two standing spots and one full-service throne. That makes a total of 2 useful places for men for a large number of people. Fortunately, it has not been an issue for me, but, I imagine someday it might be. Anyway, if you have one near you, take your kids there, they will LOVE IT!
Pat, that is ALOT of cheese!! Happy Birthday PJ!!
You can never have TOO much cheese, though!
If Stan, thinks it’s a lot of cheese, it must be really bad.