Some weekends are spent with a jam packed itinerary of events; some are lazy. And some are filled with unplanned adventure, which is usually the best.
After running some quick errands Saturday morning, we were both a little hungry but not starving. We wanted to grab something at the Honest Weight Food CoOp since we were in that neighborhood, but then just as we were driving there I remembered reading about Chester’s Smokehouse, which is just down the road.
We were a bit awestruck at first. Is that the right word? We sort of stared at everything, unable to formulate a plan at all. Mister and I eventually decided to split a smoked turkey sandwich, with bacon of course, on rye bread. We also picked up two bags of their own jerkey ($5/bag), a hunk of in house smoked sharp cheddar ($2.50), and a quarter of a pound of bacon (equaled five slices) for Sunday breakfast.
We took the sandwich to Washington Park, and enjoyed a chilly (but dog free) moment of fall sunshine.
They do not mess around with wimpy sandwiches. When we unwrapped this mountainous sandwich, Mister and I were both surprised by how much turkey there was. This is half of the sandwich, the smaller half I might add, and my tiny hand is stretched to the max trying to hold it all.
While they weren’t stingy with the turkey, it was on the bland side so there wasn’t anything magnificent about it. It wasn’t bad, but between the turkey and the lettuce, I felt like all the flavor was being sucked out of the rest of the ingredients. The bacon was crispy, burnt greatness; combined with a little horseradish dressing it was the better part of the sandwich for sure. If nothing else, I’m intrigued to try out their other offerings.
After this “snack,” we were hungry for an early dinner, and decided to head up to Ala Shanghai. Since we were there at around early-bird special hour, the place was nearly empty and we were in and out much faster than we anticipated. Maybe because it was Halloween night and everyone was out doing more interesting things?
I wasn’t a huge fan of the duck (there was no part that was crispy, and no sauce or seasoning; maybe I just ordered wrong) The lo mien was pretty standard takeout fare, but the beef was really great. There were leftovers of course, but that’s usually the best part.
As if we weren’t gluttonous enough that day, we stopped at Bella Napoli on the way home.
Mister got his standard cannoli, we got a piece of peanut butter cheesecake to share, and a black and white (half moon) cookie for Sunday. How have I never had their cheesecake before? It was so incredibly creamy, I could have easily eaten the whole piece myself.
Sunday morning we shared chocolate chip pancakes, scrambled eggs, and the Chester’s bacon. The bacon was really good, and it cooked much faster than store bought bacon. Is this a chemical preservative type thing thats missing from their bacon…or is it just a weird thing that happened? [If it matters at all, I normally cook bacon on a tinfoil lined sheet pan in the oven.]
After all of that food and eating, we ventured out to the Indian Ladder Trail at Thacher Park. This is my favorite time of year to do this trail, its not as crowded, the weather is just cool enough, and the views are amazing.