Comparisons can be very evolved or not🍴

If I didn’t write it, you may not believe it, but there are some downfalls to eating out most of the time. Going out to eat can be a drug, how so you ask? Well you are always chasing the greatest high of your life, endeavoring to once again trap the same high you had during your first hit (I don’t write from experience, but I do watch 60 minutes) and by the same token when going out to eat you are constantly chasing the last best meal of your life. With each meal, you want to experience the same level of deliciousness, the same level of elation, and the same level of indulgence. Comparison to the last restaurant or the last meal of its kind closes down your mind, hinders your palate from fully participating in the upcoming taste encounter, and has the potential to leave you in a position of not being able to judge rightly. So what is the cure? The cure is to clean your mental palate, remove your biases, and adjust your tendency to be partial.

Sure Morgan’s Brooklyn Barbeque in King of Prussia, Pennsylvania is not the formerly opened Warmdaddy’s nor is it the hood bbq that you deemed flavorfully reliable, but it definitely is not a slacker either. First up, was the candied bacon, now believe or not I have never had candied bacon, chocolate covered bacon yes, but candied no. This bacon was medium sliced slab bacon, meaning that with every bite you felt the thickness of the bacon, and it because of that thickness, although it was well cooked you never tasted burnt since you always had a little chewiness with a little bit of crunch. What you did get though was that brown sugar, and let me tell you it was super sweet, it was the equivalent to drinking grape Kool-Aid with a half a jar of sugar added to it. It was so sweet the saltiness which is the true heart bacon was lost, the balance was extracted from what had the potential to be extraordinary if done correctly. But one small bump in the road did not deter me from the old school mac and cheese, which was large enough to feed a table of five, yes in a conservative manner, but enough for each person to receive a healthy portion for sure. This mac and cheese was beautifully browned on the top, piping hot on arrival in a cast iron skillet, and classically cheesy. I simply enjoyed it, no extra spices required, no extra cheese needed, a really delightful side to my pork ribs and potato salad. 

To the untrained eye some may call my pork ribs a bit burnt, but they looked just like a smoked rib should, you totally should have some char without tasting char, you totally should have some smoke, but by the same token have all the tenderness in the world, and that is exactly what I had, and it was good, when I mixed the sweet bbq sauce and the slightly spicy bbq sauce together it was a concoction that made every bite quite enchanting. Next up was the potato salad, and it was before my first bite of the potato salad that my biases attempted to creep in, my prejudgement endeavored to overtake me, why you ask? Well it was the color, the potato salad was aioli colored, a color my brain didn’t quite understand at the onset, it also had red onions in it, and once again I was off putted, but despite my narrow-mindedness I powered through and took my first bite, and gosh darn it, I liked it, now was it my mama’s potato salad? A resounding no, but it was still good, so I went in for several bites thereafter. It was creamy, it was flavorful, it was tangy, and it carried a zing, and I was here for it. Next up was the collards, the portion was small and the dish quite spicy hot for collards.You see there is quite a difference between being spicy because it is adding a next level to the taste, and then there is being spicy hot for no reason, and this fell in the neighborhood of no reason. The collards were not flavorful, and I assume it was because I didn’t detect that it was cooked with meat, a neckbone, a turkey bone, some pork fat, something to make that pot likkor sing. But I ate it, because you never have a really good excuse to leave vegetables behind in light of the fact that it is here to help us not harm us.

To end the evening I ordered the fried oreos, simply because I felt compelled to and second because what a delight to not have to wait until a fair comes to town to get a fried oreo, and it served as a sweet ending to a delectable meal.

Morgan’s bbq you were a bbq spot that I enjoyed, I laid aside my preconceived notions and tasted every bit of food with openness and found myself not only pleasantly surprised, but with taste buds that thanked me in the end for taking a chance, and for that I will always be grateful. Well done Morgan’s Brooklyn Barbeque, well done. 🍴

A little Dainty, Definitely Classy, Some Pomp, but no Circumstance 🍴

Afternoon tea is an absolutely delightful concept, it checks all the boxes that women endeavor to achieve during an afternoon with your fellow ladies. Afternoon tea allows you to step into a Bridgerton moment by wearing fancy tea hats and cute dresses. It is in that moment where you have a wide berth to glide like a gentle stallion and with every step you take you inform the other patrons in the room that you have arrived. Women have the total freedom to carry a light cape or sweater without reservation, yet the bonus is, it is the tea that gives you a warmth, and with every sip, you can delve into the pomp of the moment and hold your pinky out just a smidgen for sophistication purposes of course.

The afternoon is a tricky time of the day, you may not be particularly hungry if you are a breakfast person, but you certainly can eat, by the same token you may not be a breakfast person, but unequivocally a dinner person, but who wants to be starving until dinner like you are on a Keto diet, so the dainty two bite sandwiches during tea time is the most befitting.

Prince Tea House in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Chinatown, has the cutest tea house, the decor is simply adorable, the environment is quaint enough to feel the togetherness you went there to feel in the first place, and the service was soft, yet efficient, and neat. First up was the Mango tea, with coarse brown sugar, fragrant, but not an overpowering sweet at all. To be honest I smelled more of the mango than I could taste, but the smell was refreshing, yet tantalizing, and caused me to be more present in the moment and so for me it was a win. The tea tier was comprised of: pastrami with swiss cheese, deviled eggs, tuna salad with fish roe, cucumber with tzatziki, and crabmeat with jalapeno, warm scones, and macaroons.

Afternoon tea is a simplistic concept, so it is the details that make the tea special, in this case the Prince Tea House took the extra step to make the pastrami warm, no cold cuts here, the cheese was melted, the crabmeat with jalapeno although I am convinced that it is was imitation crabmeat, yet it was tastefully shredded to create an illusion of fresh crabmeat and the jalapeno added a much needed kick to wake up your nasal passages just slightly. I am not sure if they were baking scones in the back or if they were purchased by an outside vendor. But either way, those scones with buttery, they were warm, they were delicately sweet, they were delicious, with every bite I smiled, and to be totally honest I felt like a lady, a greedy lady, but nonetheless a lady.

Some may assume that I always feel like a lady and I most certainly do, but there are just moments where what you engage in makes you feel more pretty, more dainty, more delicate like the flower that I am. And to some degree macaroons do this for me, I mean they are first and foremost one of the prettiest desserts, they have all of the inner parts of greatness, when you bite the crumb level is minimal, due to the chewy consistency, so less dabbing to the lip gloss which keeps your lips popping, the cream on the inside is tight enough so no run off is happening. This lemon and pistachio macaron was giving all the life it had inside of them. The lemon carried a hint of tang, and the pistachio an inkling of nuttiness. In a nutshell, the desserts added a nice crescendo to the crustless sandwiches and perpetually warm tea. The delicacy was on fleek at the Prince Tea House and I was totally here for it. I have been to quite a few tea houses in my day, and I will certainly add this true find as a fav. Well done Prince Tea House, well done.🍴