tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19733976714959159802011-12-22T08:33:35.642-08:00Bikes. Food. Eating. Drinking. Wine. Travel. Skiing. Bozeman.<br> The occasional giant sandwich.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.comBlogger1891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-10270494406846709512011-10-30T17:08:00.001-07:002011-10-30T17:08:47.999-07:00

Big yum. Sent from my iPhone Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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This view, comes with dinner. Sent from my iPhone Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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The sun makes a much anticipated return to Bozeman. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Mmmmmm....waffle day!   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Hipsters are masters of irony. Let's take one of the reddest states in the union, and transform a college and government town into a land-locked micro Seattle or Bay Area facsimile. Boise and its food have been the center of attention in several food and travel mags lately. With this in mind, the author and his faithful traveling companion and co-gastro-adventurer left Bozeman for one of the

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The Jazz Tradition Listen on Posterous I've always enjoyed the way drug commercials ask "isn't time you talked to your doctor about..." In that spirit, here is a new promo for The Jazz Tradition that will air on KGLT. Thanks to Brodie Cates' excellent work, I like the way it turned out. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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The morning edition awaits a reader in a Bozeman alley.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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How do we roll in Bozeman? How about French and Mediterranean cafe's opening up in the same weekend, only two blocks apart? Take that, down economy!The recently opened Chickpea Cafe offers traditional specialties like Baba Ganoosh, Hummus, and Falafel, all house-made. Pictured below is the Hummus Shawarma plate: roasted and seared beef and lamb over hummus, pickled vegetables, and pita. Not

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-78783224189200352442011-03-05T20:05:00.001-08:002011-03-05T22:25:07.836-08:00

Tonight was pizza night, with provisions from our good friends at Bozeman's All Things Italian. The two home-made pies were made with "00" flour, and the bottle of 2007 Tuscan Bran Caia tasted like a million bucks. The "00" crusts baked up thin, crispy, and chewy. For toppings one pizza was adorned with thin-sliced potatoes, Tallegio cheese, and Da Vino Salami from Salumi. The second slightly

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Francophile's delight: France has come to Bozeman. Okay, there is no Arc de Triumphe at the intersection of Main and Willson, but if you happen to stroll into the nearby Cafe Francais des Arts you might find yourself glancing out the window looking for Parisian landmarks and....wait...is that an oooooo--aaaaaa--ooooo--aaaaa siren of les sapeurs pompiers? No, but what you will hear is

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If horses could fly, Slim wouldn't need to wait for no dern 737. Spotted in the Dallas-Fort Worth airport. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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This is why I will never be a vegetarian. Bone marrow (at least of the bovine variety), when done nicely like the example below from Osteria Stellina in Point Reyes Station, California (http://osteriastellina.com/) taps deep into the collective cave-man (or woman) cortex. Like "beef butter", the slightly unctuous marrow spreads into a flavorful sheen onto whatever lucky delivery vehicle the diner

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Here's hoping that your Thanksgiving is filled with deliciousness - with a few images from the San Rafael Farmers market in Marin County, California.  See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Point Reyes National Seashore is a wonderful place. Green (this time of year at least) rolling farmland dotted by holstein cattle tumbles into the sea on a spit of land that is slowly sliding past the North American continent. Tomales bay, and the San Andreas fault underneath, divide Point Reyes from the mainland. Beaches both wild and calm, cows, native elk, cliffs, and moss-covered forests fill

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With the "extended play" button firmly pressed on Montana's summer of 2010, we decided to take the twisty back roads of the Beartooth Highway. Nothing quite satisfies like the 11,000-foot-high plateau that is the Beartooth Mountain Range. Rolling tundra on the top and u-shaped glacial valleys below await the Sunday (or in this case, Saturday) driver. Judging from the collection of roof-racks,

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A "wine bar" in West Yellowstone. Yes. Small plates, "tapas", and dishes that include house-made naan, chorizo-stuffed-and-bacon-wrapped-dates, grilled lamb with mint pesto. Yes. Yes. ...and Yes.The Madison Lounge opened this winter initially offering refreshment of the liquid variety. In late June, a food menu arrived. Thanks to the Lounge and a local caterer joining forces, you now have another

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Let me get this straight...hot dogs, Hawaii, fish burgers, in Bozeman? I love creative thinking just a much as the next guy. I love creative cooking maybe just a bit more...and this little place seems to have both going on.I stepped into the just-opened Papulo Dogs today dead-set on a hot dog; it's in the name after all. I ended up with a whole different animal - literally.I had a "burger" of

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...just might have their beer/wine license now. Just a guess.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Tonight's warm weather made me crave simple food that doesn't involve a hot skillet or oven. One of my favorite salads is a simple mix of cannellini beans and conserved tuna with greens tossed in a balsamic/Dijon vinaigrette. I substituted smoked salmon in a pinch tonight. While I prefer the tuna, this substitution worked out quite nicely. Jen's bread toasted, and with olive oil added nice

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-14658748537763496792010-06-23T06:48:00.001-07:002010-07-19T19:07:30.479-07:00

Thank you, food gods for guiding the old school bus that is Taqueria Las Palmitas to a parking spot in the heart of West Yellowstone.Here's the drill: get on the bus, place your order, wait for tasty Mexican goodness. Consume. Benches and counters line the front half of the bus, with the kitchen in the back. A few picnic tables outside are available if the weather is playing nice.Today's special

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While I was enjoying an exceptionally tasty BLT tonight (BLaT, more accurately: bacon, lettuce, avocado, tomato) on Jen's fresh-baked no-knead pumpernickel bread, I couldn't help but merge the sandwich's name with the classic hip-hop tune, the O.P.P. Wrong? Yes. Result? I'm down with the B.L.T. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-81715941217545728652010-06-14T19:57:00.001-07:002010-06-14T19:57:37.065-07:00

Just after dinner tonight I noticed this little fellow wandering outside our kitchen window. Perhaps a little too fearless of humans, he (or she) didn't seem too concerned about the sound of my rapidly clicking shutter. After taking a few moments to vogue for the camera, it was time move on to other foxy things... See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from

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Idaho's Big Spring bubbles up out of the ground like a giant water feature that landscapers try, but inevitably fail to recreate in man-made fountains, ponds, and pools. Just a thirty minute drive from West Yellowstone, this little oasis is where the Henry's Fork of the Snake River gets underway. Right here.Crystal clear water, huge (and protected) trout, muskrats, gulls, chickadees and general

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-91451010390262399342010-05-22T16:36:00.001-07:002010-05-23T07:16:37.771-07:00

A rainy/snowy Bozeman Saturday set the tone for our lunchtime outing to the Bacchus Pub. My desire for calories track upward whenever the temps drop and humidity levels rise. Welsh rarebit never fails to come to the caloric rescue. A mixture of good cheese and a rasher of bacon broiled to bubbly perfection, rarebit will simultaneously restore the life-force within and send your triglyceride level

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-27858244816203892382010-05-04T20:16:00.001-07:002010-05-04T20:16:43.522-07:00

A few beavers have taken it upon themselves to dam the Gallatin River just as it exits Yellowstone Park. From the looks of things, their efforts are paying off.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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It must be spring, the Lambos are out in Bozeman.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Spoiler alert: I like Bozeman's Lemongrass Thai. If you want to know why, read on:Bozeman's long wait for Thai food came to an end late in 2009. Not just a fix for the occasional pad thai or Thai iced tea, the restaurant promises diners something more...authenticity. Plus, you'll find an inspired food-focused wine list. Owners Pam and Shannon seem completely fixated on providing an authentic,

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Big spring storm + Bridger Mountains = Happy skiers and riders. Turns: earned. Lungs: burned. Worth the effort? You decide... See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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In prepping for tonight's Thursday Evening Jazz show, I find myself transfixed, again by this tune: Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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In March of 2009, Bozeman's downtown landscape was altered by a natural gas explosion that claimed the life of one person and altered the course of many others. Located next to the blast site, Starky's Deli closed because of extensive damage. A little over a year later, Starky's is back. While Glen, Kathy and several familiar staffers remain, this is not the Starky's you remember. This is

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Yep...this about sums it up: See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Last night's white bean/rosemary/arugula pizza from Bozeman's Emerson Grill becomes an elegant breakfast with a pretty poached egg on top: See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-41188331844478294792010-03-20T06:42:00.001-07:002010-03-20T06:58:42.340-07:00

I like Bozeman's college-y, sports-bar-y Spectator's. I like it's unpretentious atmosphere, bereft of any downtown-Bozeman hipness. Football players, boiler technicians, college professors, and rowdy frat kids mix it up in this classic Southside Bozeman watering hole. The food is nachos-and-beer simple. The waitresses throw off just the slightest "Coyote Ugly" vibe. The beers are cold and many

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-39422980286765794512010-02-27T18:18:00.001-08:002010-02-27T18:18:09.259-08:00

Thanks to a recent pizza-n-eggs experience at Bozeman's Emerson Grill, we whipped up a "pizza carbonara" tonight. Using Jen's home-made crust as a base, we added mozzarella, peas, crispy speck, olive oil, potatoes, and...two fresh farm eggs. Not only does the end result look beautiful, but the egg, peas, potato, and pig all play very nice in the pizza sandbox. We cracked the eggs just before we

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Ferry boats come and go along with views of the Olympic Mountains, but when the sun got low on our last day in Seattle, we headed out for a night in search of food and drink.We made our first stop at Purple cafe and wine bar where we enjoyed the view from (and of) the huge curving bar.  The tone for our night out on the town was set by flights of wine and a cheese board. Purple, with its

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I like Seattle. On our two-day trip we were pleased to soak up not just good food, but some unusually fantastic weather. Here are a few snaps from our adventures around the city: Sea-Tac, the waterfront, 1st Avenue, the Hotel 1000 and view from within, some neon goodness, outdoor sculpture, and the Seattle Public Library. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via

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On our weekend blast to Seattle, we settled on dinner at Dahlia Lounge. What looks like Chef Tom Douglas' most lounge-y restaurant sets the mood with dark wood, paper shades, and red-hued upholstered booths. The menu is a mashup of all things Northwest with a healthy dash of Asian sprinkled about the dishes. We get things started with a couple of tastes from the sea bar: ahi tartare with tobiko

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Here's to coffee, water everywhere, and a weekend on the western edge of the continent. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-24520802661526943102010-01-18T06:00:00.001-08:002010-01-18T06:00:29.842-08:00

Yesterday's spotting of the "JFK Bar" in Anaconda, Montana got XTC's 1992 #1 song, The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead, to stick in my head. This song, allegedly about all of us...not just JFK...produced a rather controversial video (remember those?) when it aired both in the US and Europe.Now it can be stuck in yours: Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Signs from the Thunder Bird Motor Lodge in Missoula, Montana, and the Club Moderne and JFK Bar, both in Anaconda, Montana. We are lucky to have tons of preserved "mid-century" neon in our small Montana towns. I can only imagine the variety of neon that existed in the pre-Interstate United States. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-4641710217456617022010-01-09T13:22:00.001-08:002010-01-09T13:22:37.359-08:00

I love burritos. I like the "real" kind I get from the good folks at Bozeman's La Tinga. I like the huge "fake" kind that you can get from any number of burrito shops or chains. I especially like simple ones like these pictured here with a pan-heated tortilla with just the right amount of crisp and chew - holding the good stuff inside. Shot with a Nikon D70 and my new Nikkor 1.8 lens.   Posted

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-40118062786394575252009-11-26T09:02:00.001-08:002009-11-26T09:02:42.766-08:00

...Mexican food, in all shapes and forms; my ability to travel and experience new things; my wife and family; cheeseburgers; Yellowstone National Park and the many places within; Big Sur; our cat; ridiculous food; poached eggs;  any big breakfast; my bike(s); Bozeman and all the good stuff that we have here: food, skiing, scenery, people...; our apple tree; the ridiculous sunsets that I can see

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-81075109091504082852009-11-23T06:23:00.001-08:002009-11-23T06:23:07.085-08:00

Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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In Bozeman we are fortunate enough to have one of the few freeform alternative public radio stations left in the country: KGLT. "Where The DJ's Roam" is a one hour documentary that gives the viewer insight into radio's origins, evolution, and looming demise, as well as the characters that still carry the freeform, dj-driven torch. The sixty-minute video gives great perspective on how precious a

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-16380490112039924992009-11-08T21:21:00.001-08:002009-11-08T21:21:18.300-08:00

Thanks to Elizabeth for the HUGE ristra of red chiles - which allowed me to whip up a tasty batch of red chile enchilada sauce tonight. Jen's rice, some basic pinto beans and garlic-rubbed crostini topped with smashed avocado looked pretty on the brightly colored Fiesta wear. I think that it is entirely possible that heaven may just smell like freshly roasted chiles... Posted via email from

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-84983713661491801882009-10-18T21:31:00.001-07:002009-11-17T14:18:37.671-08:00

A Sunday drive to get some groceries turned into a mini road trip to Missoula. Looking for sustenance, we gathered intel from the Missoula Independent's "Best of 2009"  that guided us to Caffe Dolce for Sunday brunch.Tucked away in one of Missoula's quiet older neighborhoods, C.D.'s impressive building welcomed us with soaring ceilings and handsomely finished hardwood tables. A case of smartly

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...in Drummond, Montana.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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A pine cone as seen by a Nikon F90X on the Drinking Horse Mountain trail in Bozeman: Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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No, really. I am not kidding. Actual photo, taken today, Drinking Horse Mountain trail. The one in the air is named Rocco. Penelope is his friend. Not my names...it's on their tags. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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I will never forget the first time I had true Sonoran-style Machaca in Phoenix, Arizona. Crispy and tender at the same time, Machaca is typically beef that has been dried, shredded, and then sauteed with onions or chiles. Tonight I made a riff on Machaca with leftover pot roast. I shreddded the beef, dabbed it dry with a paper towl, and sauteed it in very hot oil to get those sought after crispy

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I tweaked my grinder settings last week and it is amazing how much a tiny adjustment in grind size and tamping pressure makes in the flavor of the finished product.Coffee: Crema Roasting Espresso. Milk: Whole.Status: Consumed.   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Suddenly, it is winter in Bozeman. While I am actually kind of excited about the whole skiing/frosty/winter thing, I thought I would allow myself some indulgent reminiscence into last month's trip to San Francisco and Marin County, California.Ahhh, lunch at the Slanted Door. How about a Vietnamese Crepe and an order of Prather Ranch Beef Carpaccio with roasted peanuts, rau ram, and fresh lime

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-18905563949251704322009-10-07T21:58:00.001-07:002009-10-07T21:58:38.184-07:00

I have been hoping to cross "radio DJ" off my career to-do list for some time, and thanks to our local community radio station, KGLT, I am taking steps to make that effort an official one.I have begun a seven-week apprenticeship and I will sit in with Tony Sacco on his weekly Thursday night jazz show from 6-9pm.With any luck, at some point I will have my own show from midnight to 3am, every

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-10825069554823584562009-10-05T12:59:00.001-07:002009-10-05T12:59:34.300-07:00

When I woke up to nearly six inches of October snow on my deck this morning, I knew what I was going to do with my day off: go to Bridger, walk up hill, attach skis to feet, and finally, attempt do all of this while avoiding injury to either ski or skier.Mission UH-complished.I have had far less prime early season skiing over the years. As it turns out, the snow that fell one week ago was acting

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Let's see... Organic, tasty, local cheese from Cowgirl Creamery? Check. Another incredibly tasty meal in the form of Caprese salad, preserved tuna and bean salad, and Hog Island oyster pizza at Stellina? Check. Perfectly extracted espresso served in a barn at Toby's? Check. Empty, pristine beaches? Rolling countryside of dairy farms? Fog, coming and going? Check. Check. Check. Point Reyes

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A sign hangs in the window at San Francisco's Incanto with the quote:"When you do the common things in life in an uncommon way, you will command the attention of the world."  - George Washington CarverThis statement, in so many ways, sums up how chef Chris Cosentino approaches his beautiful, thoughtful, and rustic dishes that are served up at Incanto. For our dinner, we chose Il Quinto Quarto, or

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On my recent visit to San Francisco I was stunned by the beauty and contrast offered up in spades by the City By the Bay. Views of bridges, water, turn-of-the-century architecture, and glimpses of the ever present (and pointy) Trans-America tower are everywhere. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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...in Tiburon, California. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Life in Marin County, California is, as far as I can tell, pretty idyllic. My brother Tim is fortunate enough to call this place home, and we were fortunate yesterday to call Tim our tour guide of all things Marin.We began the day with a drive over to the Tomales Bay and a stop at the Hog Island Oyster Company farm. We enjoyed three kinds of oysters: Kumamoto, the more regular sounding "extra

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-26589262130402572372009-09-22T07:21:00.001-07:002009-09-22T07:21:32.648-07:00

I'm not sure if this is a metaphor, of if Tony really is here, but I like it. Spotted in San Francisco's North Beach:   Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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It takes about 17 hours of driving to get from Bozeman, Montana to San Francisco, California. Once you leave behind the mountains of southwest Montana and head into Idaho, and later, Nevada, there is lot of "empty" out there. Need open space? Check out the 500 miles or so between Twin Falls, ID and Reno, NV.Day one of the trip ended in the delightful town of Grass Valley, CA. For dinner, Lefty's

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Ever since we enjoyed a truly fine apple dumpling in Billings at Off the Leaf Coffee, I have been counting down the seconds until the resident baker, Jen, would transform some of our apple crop into our own spheres of goodness.Mission accomplished.I was truly speechless when these both emerged from the oven, and when my fork broke through the flaky pastry to the tender apple waiting inside. At

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I love chili. The seasons must be changing because I was feeling the need for some of the deep red and hearty flavor that this Southwestern stew provides. I am clearly showing my Texas roots below with the photo of my proper Frito-Pie. This batch turned out pretty good; actually, I thought it tasted great. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from

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I couldn't resist blasting off a few frames of film yesterday with Rick's Nikon F90X. While I couldn't quite hear the cash register sound every time I clicked the shutter, I definitely get the sense that film and its subsequent developing could cost some serious money. How did people learn and/or afford photography before digital?Additionally, I have to wait a day, maybe two, before I can even

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Over dinner last night, my buddy Rick and I had a philosophical discussion about needs and wants, specifically when it comes to cameras.On more than one occasion, I have gone on about how I'd love to have a big digital SLR to capture creamy images of food, friends, and scenery. Rick contends that while all of that would certainly be possible, the pain of lugging around such a full-size device

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Aging, once fresh bread is transformed by a brushing of olive oil and a few minutes under the broiler. Toss this now magical bread with some fresh tomatoes, cucumber, a little garlic, and some bitter greens and you've got yourself a very tasty and nice looking panzanella.A plain-jane pork tenderloin turns into something much more when sliced thinly and pounded into submission to create wafer-thin

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Velocache Bozeman is, according to their website, "bike fun for nerds."Basically, someone hides some bike-nerd-approved booty in an all-weather container, takes a few vague photos of the location, posts the photos of the site and booty on line, and then it's game on.Tonight, Velocache #8 was mine.Victory tastes good, if not like a bucket. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted

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Who doesn't love homemade pizza anytime? Hot out of the oven? Yes. Warmed the next day? Yes. Cold/for breakfast? Works for me. At the risk of sounding too Dr. Seuss-y, I would eat it on a boat. I would eat it if it had goat...  Hmm, cabrito pizza, anyone?I especially enjoyed my leftover pizza today for lunch. Jen's dough, fresh Italian Sausage, fresh mozzarella, and thinly sliced peppers proved

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A couple hours in a mall can take the life-force out of the most strong willed of shoppers. Our little afternoon in Billings was no exception. No matter how good the coffee was at Off the Leaf, a few hours toiling away in a middle-America shopping mall had reduced us to lifeless blobs drooling in our idling in our car, and soaking up its air conditioning. Forced with the decision of driving two

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Celebrating our Labor Day Weekend by laboring as little as possible, Jen and I decided to make a tactical trip to Billings, MT to (a) hit a bigger department store for much-needed work threads and, (b) eat something good.Thanks to the staff at Off the Leaf Coffee, (b) was easily achieved in the form of two properly poured lattes (one mocha), and one knee-bucklingly-good apple dumpling. The apple

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Our apple tree is in over-achiever mode this year. Yesterday, we picked a handle-breaking basket-load of fruit. Personally, I don't really care that much for applesauce, unless it's sharing the plate with some sour cream and crispy potato pancakes. Thus, I am presented with the challenge to transform our bounty of sweet (and slightly mealy) apple goodness into not just apple mush, but something

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-46785493714770822982009-09-04T15:53:00.001-07:002009-09-04T15:53:26.131-07:00

No, really. This was lunch today; where was this photo taken and what was I drinking?Fabulous (maybe) prizes (if you consider the act of the "win" prize enough) for the correct answer.Good luck. DSCN0710.JPG  Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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In the latest episode of the TV show No Reservations, we get to see chef, writer, eater, and TV host Anthony Bourdain's impressions of Livingston, Big Sky Country, and my backyard (in a cosmic sense). While I cannot lay claim to Livingston, I have spent the better part of 17 years living either down the Paradise Valley in Yellowstone National Park, or just west, in the more city-fied cousin,

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It is no news flash that the weather was rainy and cool yesterday in Bozeman. In my opinion, there is nothing like prodigious amounts of butter, olive oil, and bacon to make one feel better on a cloudy day.Nothing quite says "breakfast of champions" like a fresh (and warmed) croissant (from Sola Cafe) loaded up with two over-easy eggs, bacon, and a touch of havarti.I continued the lipid-enhanced

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-81554671642308425652009-08-23T09:34:00.001-07:002009-08-23T09:34:57.768-07:00

Hmmm...what to do with some fresh pesto? Pesto/pasta salad? Nope. Crostini? No, sir. Whole-wheat, tofu-cheese, veggie pizza? What the...? With apologies to my veggie friends, this pesto was destined for a more noble application.I stuffed the pesto inside a patty of ground beef with a slice of Havarti and topped it with crispy speck - and hey, a slice of tomato!For the record, I also made a

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I really like the trend in the shops at Kagy & S. 3rd/Willson. Sola Cafe now offers more food than ever. Plus, they have become a fully stocked mini-grocery of goodness. The largest selection of Crema Roasting beans in town are on the shelf and waiting for your grinder. There are fresh local eggs in the fridge along with a bunch of other kitchen staples. No need to go across the street anymore to

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...not really. But I thought it was funny how a) my latte poured a little funky this morning and b) how the Senator's photo on the paper looked as if he somehow disapproved. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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That's right, on the night of the week that makes boiling water seems like a hideous challenge, I managed to crank out a nice little feast using a few ingredients snatched up at Heeb's while on a lunch-time stroll.For a tasty first course, beets were roasted, chopped and combined with toasted pine nuts, olive oil, local goat cheese, and placed on top a crispy baguette slice. Fresh peas were

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-2863182513279078912009-08-17T08:42:00.001-07:002009-08-17T08:42:12.728-07:00

Although my outdoor thermometer was reading closer to 34 degrees, frost was clearly visible on my deck.Where are my gloves, my ear-band? Didn't I just put these things away just a few weeks ago? I don't mind the cool air as I pedal my bike downtown this morning - especially after I hear that the temps are well into the 100s in Texas. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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I like hot dogs. We are fortunate in Bozeman to have, at least during the summer months, two places to satisfy your craving for tube steak: the hot-dog cart downtown in the summer and Paulie's Hot Dogs all year long.I had the distinct pleasure of introducing two Paulie's virgins to the hot dog experience today. My friends Mark and Teri signed on to the adventure with enthusiasm; Teri having gone

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This is pretty funny. The humor herein about fixed gears, hipsters, lycra, leg-shaving, and Dura-Ace is spot on. Not that I have any..er...much...uh...years of...uh...personal experiences with any or all of of the above topics mind you. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Cook just about anything savory in garlic and butter and it will taste pretty good. Cook local chanterelle mushrooms in garlic and butter, and put them on top of a medium-rare flat iron steak, and it will taste way more than good. We paired our steak was a combo of roasted carrots and potatoes. It is a dinner like this one that make going out seem like a poor decision, or at the very least, a

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For the record, this was delicious. Homemade pesto with bacon dressed up plain spaghetti. Topped with the orange-hued chanterelles that had been sauteed in butter and olive oil, this simple pasta dish boasted favor that belied the limited number of ingredients. Thanks to the foragers at All Things Italian for picking - and selling these gems of the fungal world. Posted via email from

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Tonight we had a simple dinner of cannellini bean and tomato bruschetta. To drink we had Nina Franco Prosecco with raspberries from the yard. On this evening, life is not sucking. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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I love breakfast. I love any kind of meaty hash. Thanks to some leftover steak, I had both this morning along with some nicely poached eggs. Deliciousness. Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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Saturday night became dinner and a movie night thanks in part to the newly opened Julie and Julia flick and Livingston's 2nd Street Bistro.We had been warned: don't go to this film hungry. Good advice, as the food-porn-shots of sizzling-butter-in-copper-cookware along with Meryl Streep's/Julia Child's yummy sounds will taunt you throughout the 123-minute run time.Entertained, and now voraciously

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-25007599720728576512009-08-04T21:17:00.001-07:002009-08-04T21:20:53.446-07:00

Who is your daddy? Your momma? It doesn't matter. Jen just made a cherry slab pie. It tastes as good, wait, WAY better than my crappy photos make it look.Thanks to smitten kitchen for the recipe. Thanks to Jen for baking it. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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To find yourself in McLeod, Montana, is to find yourself surrounded by space, mountains, and a handful of movie stars in their mountain hide-aways. A post office with the sign "Main Street" hammered to the building IS the downtown. Out on the main highway, just down the road from the Post Office, lies the Road Kill Cafe. Not just a cute name, the Road Kill offers burgers of elk, buffalo, and the

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Occasionally, my work takes me into Yellowstone. Recently, this involved hosting another blogger who is road testing Toyota's newest Prius on an 8,000 mile road trip:Follow the PriusDriveThru on FacebookTwitterYoutubePrius Owners Group Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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I needed a burger tonight. Here is how the decision of where to get it went down: Fast food? No. The Mint? I don't really want to drive to Belgrade. The Garage? No, I just don't feel like dealing with the on-the-street-ness of it all. Okay, Ale Works it is. Thankfully, Ale Works abandoned the all-too-bread-y-and crusty ciabatta for a proper soft roll (burger to bun-ratio rant forthcoming, can't

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Looking for any measure of success these days, I have stumbled across this modestly pleasing factoid:When Google searching "Substantial Sandwich" my original Blogger link now pops up at the first result.I'm not letting myself get too excited just yet: While the words "substantial" and "sandwich" do contain enough data to track in Google trends; "Substantial Sandwich" apparently has the search

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Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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I used to race bicycles a very long time ago. Campagnolo still used friction shifting, the shifters themselves lived on the down tube, and didn't have anything to do with the brake levers. Racers shaved their legs and attached tires to the rims with glue, not wire (or kevlar?) beads.It was 1988 or '89, and Lance Armstrong was making his move from junior triathlete to road cyclist. I raced for a

Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00360304751505068731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973397671495915980.post-17571473461836786952009-07-18T21:55:00.001-07:002009-07-18T21:57:00.294-07:00

An unlikely combination for sure...but rounded out with a salad of quinoa, arugula, tomatoes in a caramelized onion/balsamic dressing, a few sauteed mushrooms, and the dessert containing the home made ricotta with berries, honey and mint? An unlikely, but enjoyable combination none the less.I rubbed the big rib eye with coffee, New Mexico red chile powder, cumin, salt, and brown sugar. Grilled

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Bozeman's WeeBees Cafe is an attractive alternative to the downtown scene with their creative American cuisine and focus on local and fresh ingredients. Summertime diners are rewarded with great views of the Bridgers (and the neighborhoods of NW Bozeman) from the second floor deck.We dined here for two reasons tonight: a co-worker was also going here and I was fixating on good food all afternoon

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I *love* Bozeman's LaTinga. They know your name. They make fresh corn tortillas. They make me happy; and judging from the line out the door on most days, they make many others happy too.Whether I go for the indulgent Tex-Mex-y nachos (with home-made chips and scorching hot salsa) or one of their more authentic tingas, moles, or rellenos I am almost always glad I did.Today's lunch special was a

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Not wanting to heat up the house by pre-heating a 550-degree oven for an hour or so has spawned an innovation in our home: using the grill as pizza oven.Initial attempts at grilling pizzas destroyed several "pizza stones". As it turns out, these common items don't like high heat, and actually break apart rather violently with a nice "pingk!" when over heated.Subsequent attempts at the cousin of

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We just checked out the latest Johnny Depp film today, Public Enemies. It was fun, especially since I am not feeling that great and outdoor activities were out of the picture. As for the movie, Johnny Depp is pretty good as a smirking, bank-heisting-badass. Summary: if you like CSI-like scenes of sucking chest wounds and gurgling last breaths, wrapped up in 1930s machine-gun fire fights all

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What a great day to have off - nice weather and, oh by the way - the first mountain stage of the Tour de France.The coffee was good and properly poured; the racing was spectacular; the huge crowd of bike geeks at Rockford Coffee makes me happy to call Bozeman home. See and download the full gallery on posterous Posted via email from SubstantialSandwich's posterous

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