Just in case you've forgotten.

Hello loyal readers!
I know we suck. We haven't posted since the ice-age blah blah blah, sorry. Life happens.

Anywhoo, we just need to take the time to reiterate this just in case we didn't make it perfectly clear enough last time....Never, NEVER, NEVER order Chinese Food from Phoenix.
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DO. NOT. ORDER. CHINESE. FROM. PHOENIX.
You will be left staring at your food wondering where, god where, the FDA is hiding, left with $10 less in your wallet, and a hell of a stomach ache if you braved the disturbingly brain resembling "Chow Mein".

With this public service announcement out of the way Nellie and Sally are pleased to announce our first contest! Whoever can provide us with the name, menu, and location of more than just bearable chinese restaurant (take-out is, as always, preferred) in the Storrs/Mansfield area will win our everlasting adoration and an undisclosed cash prize! Entries will be accepted from October 5th 2010 until whenever the hell we graduate. Rules may vary*, must be 18 years or older to enter, void where prohibited. Good luck!


*Changs does NOT count. We are unimpressed.

Jealouz?

Sakura for the win.
Not much to say here except the Habachi Dinner is a perfect 10.

My only advice? Put the white ginger sauce on EVERYTHINGGGGG

Incredible Burgers & Dogs: Incredibly Bad

For having such promise, and such potential it brings me great sadness to have to give Incredible Burger a skip it.

It all started a few weeks ago at breakfast, while reading the paper over some oatmeal. Just imagine my delight to stumble upon a story about a new burger place that is open 24 hours on weekends and serves breakfast around the clock. My dreams had come true. Filled with blissful optimism I went through the rest of the week excited to test out the treasures that Incredible Burgers & Dogs promised to hold.

That very next Friday my friend Jimmy and I made the trek over only to discover that they had LIED. They closed at midnight and it was 12:31. Strike One.

Since that incident, two weeks ago, I have been waiting and waiting for the right time to indulge my sliders fantasy. So today, a Saturday, I spent the entire day studying diligently with the promise of walking over at 10 to reward myself for my efforts. After convincing my friend Chewy to tag along, we made the journey.

I ordered a single slider and a breakfast sandwich with egg, cheese, sausage, and 'potato' on a roll. Chewy got the 3 fried oreos for a $1 deal and a chili-dog. I really need to stress the fact that I was absolutely giddy right after ordering my food. I was on cloud nine. I was blissfully ignorant to the atrocity I was about to experience. Lets begin the list of grievances shall we:

1. While watching the man at the grill make a slider (now that I think about it I'm pretty sure it was mine), I watched the cheese get stuck on the bottom of his spatula and him stick his grimy finger on it and wipe it back on the burger.
2. He then proceced to whip his phone out of his pocket and start texting with those same grimy fingers that touched my burger, on imaginably even grimier keys.
3. Although Chewy's wait was an expected and reasonable one, it took them much longer than it should have to make my food. They two guys at the grill spent a good amount of time chit chatting while my sandwich was sitting there getting pneumonia.
4. While waiting for my food I realized I could really use some orange juice to go along with my sandwich, I asked the waitress if they sell orange juice, and said they were all out, she however was drinking orange juice herself. A bit fishy huh?
Strike Two(s).

And now for the actual review:

Get Agains:
Fried Oreos: Cheap, oily, and delicious. For what they are, they are wonderful.

Sliders: Not only adorable but really quite good. They come with cheese and onions and I made the rookie mistake of not asking for pickle or ketchup. If you're going to go here (against my warnings) this is the thing to get.

SKIP IT:
The POBO Breakfast Sandwich. Egg, Potato, Meat (Sausage), Cheese, Roll. Sounds wonderful right? DEAD WRONG. This may be the single worst food item I have ever eaten. I used to think it was pretty hard to fuck up a breakfast sandwich but I was mistaken. The first bite took me to the potato portion which was simply appalling. Sheer Terror. I don't know what it quite tasted like but something like what I imagine rotten potatoes and the larvae that feasted upon them to taste like. After immeditely scraping the potato off the top I tried again. So lame it hurt. The egg was not a breakfast sandwich egg, the sausage was more like Kielbasa than it should have been and the cheese's presence was not felt. On the whole it tasted like dead dreams. Strike fucking three.

So what have we learned here today folks? Not to dream? Not to expect quality service? Or hygenic service for that matter? Not to have faith in the sanctity of the Breakfast Sandwich?
No. What we have learned here is when a place is promising something that sound too incredible to be true, it probably is.



Oh, and I wish I could take the tip that I gave them, in good faith, back.

A Wonderful Constant (for the moment)

There's been no sight of a terrible Floridian winter in the UConn dining halls, because the oranges are virtually perfect. Whether they be from South, East, or Northwest the oranges have just been superb. I give my full recommendation to grab an orange as your take out option whenever possible, plus the Vitamin C couldn't hurt.

I now take a break from my Soc. studying for an update

Skip it:
"Pizza Soup" Sally and I both were captivated by the title of this soup and gave it a shot. In an unexpected and freakish way it actually tasted like pizza... With peperoni slices, sausage chunks and meatballs it was a chunky tomato soup that was fine as dunking grounds for tonight's exceptional grilled cheese, but on it's own? No way José.

We're alive.....I swear.

Hello all followers, probs only Mom and Butters at this point....just stopping by real quick to let ya'll know that I'm still kicking it. In our defense for our serious lack of postage, it's midterm season so cut a little slack. I'm planning a tribute to Wacky Dessert Wednesdays that will truly be a wonder to behold. I'd invest in an extra pair of socks in preparation...

We're BaaaaAAaackk!

Hello universe! We are ever so happy to be back on campus and our reunion with the Northwest dining hall has been a joyous one. We're going to smush together some various review from the past week. Bon Appetit!

Get Again:
-Tonight's Chicken Parm: The lightly breaded chicken was spicy and moist with the perfect proportion of sauce and cheese on top, delectable.

-Grilled Cheese w/ Tomato soup: Believe it or not, up until now I've never dabbled in this beautiful flavor combination (Most likely to blame was was my 16-year fear of soup) but boy, it sure is tasty! I'm a big fan of Northwest's grilled cheese--crunchy, melty, buttery--basically all things good in this world. The tomato soup was the perfect consistency, not to thick, nor to watery.

-Turkey Sandwich from yesterday's lunch comfort line: Surprisingly delicious. It was on a different kind of roll than normal, almost challah like. It consisted of turkey, honey mustard, and some melted prov--really quite delicious. 3/3 people at my table ate it in it's entirety. Bravo.

-Dumplings with Bacon and Onions: Synonymous with a good ole fashioned pierogi, those bad boys were the tastiest things I've had all week! Basically for all of our noncultured followers (it's okay I still love you) it's like a dumpling that's filled with mashed potatoes and a little cheese with bacon bits and onion on top. Amazing right? They are little dew drops that floated down from heaven.

-Creme Puffs: Nothing brings a smile to a flogger's (my new term for food-blogger) face quite like a creme puff does. The crust was fluffy and crunchy without that dreaded stale taste. Half of the fun of the dessert is battling gravity to keep the giant creme blob that emerges from hitting the floor. The only improvement I'd like to see is the creme a little smoother.

Mehhh:

-Penne with Broccoli, Canadian Bacon & a lil' Alfredo Sauce: The definition of mehh. My mom does is waaaaaay better. Some of the broccoli was awkwardly mushy, just sayin'


Skip it:

-Whatever excuse they tried to pawn off as a double cheeseburger: Tsk tsk tsk Northwest, you can't leave it that rare. If Zakko gets E.Coli we know the source.

Not cool, not cool.

We're starting a new segment here on SNEN called scary food of the day. Basically one of us is forced to try at least one food a day that looks unappetizing to us, or downright scary. Being that Sally just got her wisdom teeth out, I'm giving her a break and taking the bullet for the first week. So far here's the food I've braved:

-Pork Cutlet of last night's dinner: Now normally I'm a huge fan of pork cutlets, but these guys simply lacked any aesthetic appeal. Thankfully what they lacked in looks they made up for in taste. Perfectly moist, with a zesty crust, it made it a good experience for all.

-Vegetable Stir Fry with Tofu: This was potentially the ugliest dish I've ever seen in the dining hall, looking like a can of spinach was on a cruise ship with some red pepper bits baby corn and some other unidentifiable veggies when it hit an iceberg and sank and they all washed up on shore. I swear the tofu moved on it's own. When I finally mustered up the courge to try it I was pleasantly surprised to how fine it was. It was nothing extraordinary, but hey, it's vegan.