Sunday, July 19, 2009

I ♥ Supermarket Sushi

Convenient But Mysterious:
Grocery Deli Sushi Solved.


Local sushi lovers are relatively spoiled when it comes to finding top notch dining out options, but it wasn’t always that way. Takara first introduced the idea to downtown Coeur d’Alene in 1992 and they remained the area’s sole provider of Sashimi and Maki Rolls until about midway through this decade when sushi bars began popping up faster than you can say “Domo Arigato Mr. Maguro.”

Bonsai Bistro, Syringa , Fisherman’s Market, Japan House and Sandpoint’s Oiishi are all great sushi spots, but there are times when a formal dining affair isn’t really feasible and that yen for sushi just won’t cease. Perhaps insomnia has you up in the wee hours toying with the idea of ordering a Ped Egg when suddenly you’re stricken with the urge for Unagi Eel. Or maybe you just want to emulate Molly Ringwald in “The Breakfast Club” and impress your lunch break pals with your flair for the exotic.

Thank Buddha for the convenience of pre-packaged, ready to eat supermarket sushi, now available in the deli sections of pretty much every big-name grocery store in the region. While there’s certainly nevery any real comparison between the readymade variety and the real deal, there are some passable and even entirely edible options available in the fluorescently lit display coolers of North Idaho.

I think I first spotted supermarket sushi locally at Safeway, first at the mega-deli inside the Neider location and later on at the old-school vintage model Safeway downtown, which is my daily grocery haunt. A California-based company called Fujisan is the actual party responsible for the “sushi product” sold in our local Safeway stores, and it doesn’t take a lot of experience with real sushi to realize that what Fujisan makes is a far cry from it. It’s like the difference between a wedge of Brie and a spray can of Cheez Whiz.

Both the connoisseur and the curious realize that the most important aspect of good sushi is freshness, and what Safeway offers just doesn’t quite cut it. It's clear from the expiration dates that he Fujisan truck arrives from Seattle about once a week, and even on arrival day these rolls seem somehow lackluster. Things turn even grimmer after they’ve sat around a few days, when the rice begins to absorb the orange stain of the carrots and the avocado goes mushy brown. Also, every piece is unnaturally identical as if mass produced by machines rather than hand rolled with love.

Still, desperate times call for desperate measures and I’ve learned that with enough soy sauce and wasabi, Safeway sushi tastes slightly better than it looks. Their basic California roll is do-able if fresh, but avoid the Surimi Roll, which is filled with a gloppy Krab-mayo salad and is unpleasantly sweet with a slightly fishy aftertaste. I’ve noticed a small selection of Fujisan trays recently at local Albertsons stores as well, possibly for deli-goers burned out on Cheap Chicken Mondays.

Super 1 Foods’ sushi has much more to offer in terms of freshness and quality. Even visually, it’s closer in spirit to restaurant sushi. These eye-catching assortments are hand assembled and most include several different varieties of nagiri and maki style sushi, as well as the ever-popular California roll and even Inari, which is rice inside fried tofu. The giant Rainbow Roll is decorated with slices of avocado and drizzled with a tangy sauce. I like their Mini-Pack Tuna Combo, which included a small, tight tuna roll cut in 6 sections and a piece each of maguro, unagi, and ebi (tuna, eel, and shrimp).

According to the sticker on the package, Super 1 sushi is made fresh daily in Spokane by “Eson Gib” (read it backwards) with no further info other than a phone number. Intrigued, I called and reached a slightly confused woman with a very thick Asian accent. “I got your number from my sushi tray,” I yelled into the phone. It seemed to take a few moments for her to understand. “Ah yes, Super 1”, she finally said. I awkwardly attempted some small talk but it was clear we had a language barrier in effect so I just told her “my compliments to the chef” and said bye-bye. I have an image of this kind woman in my head, faithfully awake at 4 a.m. every day, greeting the fresh fish man and expertly assembling sushi trays exclusively for area Super 1 stores. I can't vouch for the accuracy of this soft-focus fantasy, but have no reason to believe otherwise.

Word is that Fred Meyer has an actual sushi chef on site during the day, although I’ve never been early enough to catch the action myself. Even the after hours selection is quite fantastic; with good sushi, the fish should gleam and visually tell you that it was swimming happily until very recently and Fred Meyer succeeds on that level alone. The freshness is even more apparent in the flavor. My “Shoreline Combo” contained a spicy tuna roll and four pieces of nigiri; salmon, tuna, eel, and yellowtail.

It’s pretty good stuff, it's quality comperable to sushi I’ve been served at actual Japanese restaurants. Accompanied by an ice-cold bottle from their large selection of Sake (I like Sho Chiku Bai), it's a refreshing meal for hot summer days when actual cooking seems like a rare, sweaty form of torture.

Best of all, the Fred Meyer deli clerk provided one of those rare moments of great customer service. I feared the small plop of wasabi provided just wouldn’t cut it; I like a lot of the green stuff. So I offered to purchase another little plop. To me, it's that intense horseradishy head buzz that makes the sushi experience so sublime and addictive. She had to dig around to even find the wasabi vat, but she did it with a smile and scooped out enough to last ten rounds, no charge. This unexpectedly kind gesture instantly charged my mood much like the heat of the wasabi itself charged my tastebuds, causing my eyes to well with tears.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Q & A With Jesi B of Jesi B and the All-Rites

11 Silly questions
for Jesi B.


(Coeur d'Alene's hottest R&B/Funk/Soul quartet Jesi B. and the All Rites headline O'Shay's "O'coustic" music festival this Saturday, July 18. Be there or be dodecahedron.)

1. You are such an amazingly musical chica, from hosting Karaoke to open mikes to fronting your very own R&B band. Did you have a musical childhood? How did it all begin?

JB: I grew up in Coeur d' Alene and was always involved in the special chorus for school. I didn't find out until 9th grade that I sounded good by myself. I started doing a lot of live theater and sometimes after the shows the grown ups would sneak me into the bar for karaoke. It was a slippery slope from there

2. Tell me about the rest of the All-Rites. Are they kinda like Pips? How did you all get together?

JB: The All Rites are comprised of three elements, Justyn Priest on guitar, Tanner Aunan on the bass, and Brian Burke on drums. They are nothing at all like the Pips. They are far too busy laying down the slammin' groove to dance around. JP and I met while I was working at the Cd'A Brewing Company and he and Tanner came over to my basement for a "jam sesh" and we all clicked. Brian joined our crew about a year ago and completed the sound.

3. What are 5 albums you'd want with you if you were stranded on a desert island?

JB: Ben Harper and the Relentless 7, White lies for Desperate times
John Legend, Get lifted
Bob Marley and the Wailers, Chant down babylon
Ani Difranco, Not so soft
Red Hot Chili Peppers, Mothers milk

4. What's the craziest thing that ever happened back in the day when you were hosting Karaoke down at the old Fort ground Tavern? I have some fond but weird memories.

JB: Bitches on the bar (can I say bitches?) and rallying the troops for 3 am naked swimming at the city beach. I never lost my clothes but I totally had to run interference with the college security officers.

5. Name a few of your favorite other local musicians/bands and why you dig them.

JB: Cure All Remedy (Spokane), uncompromisable energy
Kristen Marlo (Spokane), smoky smooth songstress
Ozmo Boogie (CDA), unadulterated endorphins
Ron Greene and The Right (CDA), floor me every time


6. Any plans for Jesi B. and the All-Rites to hit the recording studio or maybe put out a quality live recording? We need it.

JB: We are working on recording soon. We have some quality tracks in the works you will find them on the MySpace (www..myspace.com/JesiBandtheallrites) very soon.

7. You're playing O'coustic fest at O'shays. Is playing acoustic something pretty different for the band? Do you have a special set list lined up for this event? How will it be different other than unplugged?

JB: There's going to be more soul, more grit. Whiskey straight from the jug, you dig? Remember when you first ate bubble gum ice cream and you realized your not just eating ice cream, your getting gum too. Its a two for one. You walk away with something. Our show is going to leave with something to chew on.


8. Where else can we catch Jesi B. in action in the future and on a regular basis? Still haunting some good open mikes? Where?

JB: We are headlining O'Coustic fest at O'shay's on Saturday July 18th and The swamp in Spokane with our musical significant others Cure All Remedy on Friday the 17th. And I do occasionally head to the Iron Horse on Wed Nites for Open Jam.

9. What is your favorite Chinese Restaurant in North Idaho and why? What do you usually order?

JB:Chinese Gardens is now and will always be my favorite! It's been the same since I was 10! LEMON CHICKEN! (aw, now I want lemon chicken)

10. If you were a flavor of Ice Cream, what flavor would you be and why?

JB:Ben and Jerry's White Russian. (Pretty sure they don't make it in the small containers anymore) I'm smooth and you can't have just one bite...

11. Someone offers to buy you a drink. What do you order and why?

JB: It depends, usually I just drink beer but if they look rich I go for GOOSE!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Roger’s Ice Cream & Burgers

Roger’s Ice Cream & Burgers
1224 Sherman Ave.,
Coeur d’Alene, 765-5419.

“Quick! Grab it before your teacher sees it!” I whispered to the little girl. She was glaring teary-eyed in shock and sadness at her just-dropped chocolate ice cream cone on the sidewalk, which seemed to be looking up at her like it would hop back up into her hand on its own free will if it could. She was among a group of about twenty hyperactive preschool-aged “Art Camp” kids and two very frantic “Art Camp” teachers still all dressed up in their Kiddie Parade outfits. They’d decided to besiege an already busy Roger’s Ice Cream moments before my arrival.

The little girl gave me a quick wide-eyed glance and went for it, rescuing her rapidly melting treat in the nick of time. “Five second rule, it’ll be alright,” I told her, but she was already too far gone back into her ice cream to care, detachedly covering her face and hair with chocolate goo as if it were one of her Art Camp projects.

I listened to each and every one of those kids approach the girl at the walk-up window and order their ice cream. “Um…I’ll have a…uh…um…vanilla!” After the long, grueling moments of indecision, almost every kid would pick plain old vanilla, with only a couple of token chocolates thrown into the mix. When one brave boy climbed up to the window and ordered a scoop of bubblegum, I wanted to applaud him for his sheer vision and ingenuity.

Certainly, the kids had plenty to choose from. Roger’s doesn’t offer quite as many flavor options as some of the national chains, but here quality trumps quantity. Many flavors are made from scratch locally, with the addition of popular favorites from Denali Flavors such as Caramel Caribou and Bear Claw. Also on hand is the vanilla peanut butter-fudge swirl of Moose Tracks, the flavor that prompted former VP candidate Sarah Palin to say it was “near and dear to my heart”, but you don’t have to let that stop you from enjoying it.

New owner Mark Randolph has done a mighty terrific public service by resurrecting Roger’s from real estate oblivion, after it sat painfully empty for an entire summer last year. Long time locals and in-the-know visitors alike were beginning to seriously worry that the historic walk-up eatery had become a thing of the past, destined to be torn down and replaced by pricey townhouses or yet another Home Depot. For decades the place was known as the Dairy De-Lite, and it was the headquarters for several generations of neighborhood residents seeking cheap sustenance and old-fashioned refreshment on hot, lazy afternoons on the way to and from the beach.

The original Roger’s Ice Cream was born in Moscow in 1940, eventually relocating to Coeur d’Alene for a stint at the corner of 4th and Sherman. It finally took over the current spot from Dairy De-Lite in 1992 with very few noticeable changes. Similarly, Randolph has managed to erase the memory of Roger’s hiatus by leaving things virtually the same, including the classic red and white exterior, the cheerfully adept teenage staff and the uncomplicated burger selections. The menu’s lack of variety is refreshing in a fast food world where too many multiple choices results in a form of mental block known as Jack in the Box syndrome.

Available options include a single plain burger or cheeseburger, of course. Then there’s the Double-D with two patties and cheese, the Triple-D with three patties and cheese, and I had to ask the counter girl just to make sure, but yes indeed, the .44 Caliber burger includes 4 beef patties and cheese piled high on a bun. Fries are available in one size only, and that’s the extent of the food menu other than Randolph’s healthful new additions of a Turkey Burger and a Veggie Burger.

The gaggle of preschoolers finally cleared out and I placed my order. Between the radio and the chaos of cookery, the noise level in the tiny kitchen was so intense I had clarify after the counter girl looked at me sideways and said “uh, sorry, we don’t have ribs.” I smiled and said it a little louder; “I’ll have a Double-D with fries and a Mr. Pibb.” We laughed and I added on a scoop of homemade Huckleberry Ice Cream.

I grabbed one of the picnic tables in the shady covered outdoor patio and wrapped my fingers around my Double-D burger. A Roger’s burger can be a messy beast; the patties sprawl outside of the borders of the bun and the shredded lettuce and tomato slices are piled high. There’s a dense layer of a thick, white spread made from (I think) whipped mayo and cream cheese. The beef itself is sizzled up on a well-seasoned grill and tastes comfortingly home-cooked. My fries were pretty much cold but still tasted great. Thin, crispy, golden brown potato strips with skin deliciously intact and salted so well I retain water just thinking about them.

The grand finale was the ice cream cone, a scoop of rich homemade vanilla blended with what our local Stickman refers to as “Purple Gold,” sweet, plump Huckleberries. I was so enrapt in its tangy goodness, I had to stop myself from smearing it all over my face and hair, and if I’d accidentally dropped it on the dirty sidewalk, I’d have just picked it up and kept eating. Five second rule, you know.

Friday, July 10, 2009

O'Shay's O'Coustic Fest 2009

Monday, July 6, 2009

Record-Breaking Skinny Dip Attempt at Sun Meadow

Someone posted to the LDS Skinny Dippers Web Forum that the Sun Meadow Nudist Ranch near Worley has "...a nice indoor pool, and a very hot outdoor jacuzzi. Very low key environment, perfect for the first timer or reluctant spouse." First of all, I don't regularly frequent the LDS Skinny Dippers Web Forum. Actually, I came across it on a Google search for Sun Meadow. Now, I'm not saying anything either way about the Mormon's beliefs, but I'm pretty sure they aren't known for getting naked and playing tetherball with Delores and Merle from Grand Forks.

One thing's for sure, you won't catch my naked booty anywhere near the recreational areas, but apparently some people get some kind of free and easy feeling out of letting their dangly bits play free in the summer breeze. Sun Meadow has a growing membership of folks who flock in from all over the nation to enjoy a clothing-optional getaway in sunny North Idaho. Or should I say mooney North Idaho. They've got events and live entertainment going on every weekend all summer long. High School speech teachers frequently recommend picturing your audience in their underwear or nude to help tackle a case of stage fright, so I guess if you're performing at a nudist ranch you're able to just skip this step entirely.

Coming up this weekend, Sun Meadow hosts another uh, unique event and below are the details they provided. If you're comfortable naked with strangers, why not show up and help put North Idaho in the Guinness Book for something entirely odd.

If you'd like to participate in this national event at a place where you're not likely to be arrested, check out the 2nd Annual Skin to the Wind Festival of Fun at Sun Meadow Resort July 9 to 12 near Worley, Idaho. A highlight this year will be an attempt to break the Guinness Book of World Records largest skinny dip ever in North America. The American Association for Nude Recreation is coordinating the record-setting event and the folks gathered at Sun Meadow will do their part Saturday July 11 at high noon. The public is invited to participate in this event nationwide. Rules require all participants to be completely nude to be counted. First time skinny-dippers are welcome and shyness will be accommodated, hosts at Sun Meadow say. "Skinny-dipping is a wholesome tradition as old as mankind and frequently honored in art and movies. It celebrates the natural joy of plunging into water without hindrance of clothing."

Rob Quist will appear in concert at Sun Meadow Resort Thursday, July 9 at 8 p.m. as part of the 2nd Annual Skin to the Wind Festival of Fun. Rob's original music tells tales about people and history of Montana and the West. He has shared the stage with many musical greats including, Tim McGraw, Martina McBride, Dolly Parton, Heart, and The Allman Brothers to name a few.

--Our Second Annual Skin to the Wind Festival of Fun!
--Thursday, a concert with Montana's own legendary country music singer/songwriter, Rob Quist (tickets $12).
--Friday night volleyball, homemade soup, salad bar and homemade bread, and a DJ dance at 9 PM.
--Saturday, be a part of the Guinness Book of World Records! The World's Largest Skinny Dip will happen all over the country, and especially at Sun Meadow. We've even figured out a way for non-nudists to participate.
--after the 4:30 PM pot luck patio party and 6:30 PM dinner, another concert (TBA).
--Every day, DJ tunes by the pool, gourmet meals from scratch, fun workshops, Planet Earth videos, concessionaires, massage, and lots of fun!
--Package prices available.
--Sunday evening enjoy our pot luck dinner at 6:30. Nothing to bring? No problem. Just let us know and contribute $6.

Sun Meadow Resort
30400 Sun Ray Trail
Worley, Idaho 83876

Phone (208) 686-8686
website

Sunday, July 5, 2009

In Search of the Ultimate Fish and Chips

I received an email in my inbox recently from a reader inquiring, “Who has the best all-you-can-eat Friday fish fry in the Cd’A area?” This reminded me of a friend of mine from Wisconsin who asked me the same exact question when he first moved to town. I have a feeling this reader must also be from Wisconsin since as far as I can tell, the idea of the traditional Friday fish fry seems to be at it’s height of popularity almost exclusively in the church basements, cafeterias and diners of cities like Milwaukee and Wauwatosa and every town in between.

It seems most folks there faithfully follow the guidelines of Lent and start their spring weekends with a day completely free from red meat consumption. Bottomless quantities of cod and other fish are breaded, deep fried and consumed with piles of fries and tartar sauce for not much more than five bucks a head. Extended families get gussied up and gather together for this ritualistic seafood binge; in certain circles it's the social highlight of the week. It's so popular that virtually every restaurant and roadside dive in Wisconsin has some type of Fish Friday special.

I hate to break it to you my dear reader, but as far as I can tell, we don't celebrate Fish Friday here in North Idaho. While there are plenty of area restaurants serving fish and chips, as far as I can tell there are no regular "Friday fish fries" happening every week at the Methodist Church or the VFW Hall or whatever. That's a shame too, because I'll bet there's nothing finer than the fried fish cooked up by some old geezer who’s had 49 years to perfect his method and make people line up out the door for another platter full of the good stuff.

I’ll admit, I’m not fortunate enough to have sampled all the fish and chips in town, but I do have a few experiences with the subject matter. Rob's Seafood and Burgers has been around in Post Falls forever, selling cheap cartons of cigarettes and greasy fast food. They do have an "all you can eat" special that runs all the time for the reasonable price of $8.95. However, their quality is wildly inconsistent; I’ve had excellent food there, but I’ve also fallen victim to indigestion due to the consumption of an oily, crumbly mess atop cold french fries. Also, I’m extremely leery as to the cleanliness of the kitchen and dining room, both of which could visibly use a little love and attention.

Zip's Drive-In wins my personal award for favorite fish and chips. They use flaky, flavorful halibut served in thick chunky morsels rather than thin fillets. The fried batter is always dense, golden brown and crunchy, and Zips has the best tartar sauce ever invented. Add a handful of their trademark, crinkle-cut fries and you've landed in a partially hydrogenated paradise. Occasionally, they do overcook their fish slightly for my taste but I've never had a really bad batch in over 20 years.

Fisherman's Market on Kathleen Avenue in Coeur d’Alene has only been open for a few years but has already gained a reputation as one of the best seafood joints in the area. In addition to classic cod or halibut, they fill their little plastic fish baskets with fried Mahi-Mahi, clams, oysters, and whatever happens to be the catch of the day. I’d heavily recommend the catfish, a rare treat in this part of the USA. It’s incredibly moist, delicate and rich with flavor. Everything is served with your choice of eight different wacky tartar sauce varieties, including a fun green wasabi tartar sauce. The place doesn't look like much from the outside, but once you come in and sample the goods you'll think you've died and gone to Pike Place Market, which is basically Heaven for seafood lovers.

Another fairly new establishment offering a classic cod and chips combo is the Chicken Basket on Northwest Boulevard. I’m thinking they really ought to consider switching the name to “Fish Basket” instead. I found their chicken to be passable, but it was the broasted cod and fries that really blew my taste buds. My basket included two massive chunks of fresh, flaky fish dredged in a lightly crisp outer shell, a massive pile of fries, a side of home made coleslaw, a dinner roll, a foil wrapped pat of butter, lemon wedges and a cup of their piquant tartar sauce. The broasting process leaves the fish moist and divine, and the whole thing is a steal for under ten bucks.

Don’t rely on my advice, fish craver; I posted the original question on the Get Out blog and readers responded with some good ideas of their own. Jack wrote in favor of Skippers, saying “I am clearly not a connoisseur of fish and chips, but I always thought that theirs was pretty good.” Howard recommends O’Malley’s Pub in Rathdrum, calling their fish and chips “absolutely killer.” Lynne’s comment was “the Office Tavern in mid-town and Capone's both have pretty good fish and chips.”

No place received as much unbridled enthusiasm as O’Shay’s on Lake Cd’A Drive. “It’s O'Shays fish and chips for me, especially when they do the Salmon. We were in Ireland and Scotland and had a lot of fish and chips and none compared,” says the local blogger known as “Me”. An anonymous commenter agreed, saying “O’Shays has the best fish and chips ever, and they pour a beautiful Guinness.” On that thirst-inducing note, I will definitely be seeing you there.