Denver Restaurant Week: The Oceanaire

Oh Denver Restaurant Week, how do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.

On a scale of 1-10, how embarrassing is it that I originally learned that as a line from “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” instead of as a famous poem?  Actually, don’t answer that.  Anyways, guess what just ended ended a full week ago?  Denver Restaurant Week!  The week when Denver restaurants of all sizes, shapes and price ranges come together to present us Coloradoans with set multi-course menus for $30/person.  It’s the perfect opportunity to enjoy a meal at some of the pricier restaurants for a more affordable price and it brings great joy to my life.  It also brings great decision making anxiety to my life as I attempt to sift through the very long list of participating restaurants.  But after seeing “Crab Cake Taster” on the menu for the Oceanaire I was sold and after hearing “Salted Caramel Pretzel Sundae,” Joey was more than sold.

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Let’s take a journey through the meal, shall we?

We started with bread… and this plate of chilled vegetables and olives?  Is this a thing?  We also started with a bottle of red wine, because why not?  Also, it was Wine Wednesday so we had to, right?

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Next, we had a choice of appetizer.  As previously stated, I was in it for the crab cake taster so that’s obviously what I ordered.  Joey went with the clam chowder, which I tasted and thought was really good, but not nearly as good as my crabby cake.  It was baked instead of fried so it had this lovely soft creaminess.  I wouldn’t have minded eating 3 more 🙂

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Then came entrees.  I ordered the paella.  It sounded good and I felt like it was a good compromise between meat and seafood, but it was just okay.  Joey’s steelhead on the other hand… AMAZING!  We made a deal to switch halfway through and I was more than okay with passing off the paella.

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We also ordered these giant asparagus.  Seriously, they were freakishly huge.  Joey described them as “like eating a hot dog made of vegetable,” which is both hilarious and incredibly accurate.  Also, Joey decided to order some scalloped potatoes without consulting me — which is rude because all food related decisions should involve me — but then they were delicious and that shut me right up.

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I was expecting to share dessert but we each got to order our own.  In other words, I had to be rolled out to the car afterwards.  Sadly, the sundae was rather boring, but my carrot cake was good.  It had a slight hint of orange to it that I couldn’t decide if I liked or didn’t, but it at least made it a little more unique.  Unless carrot cake always tastes orangey?  I’m obviously new to the world of carrot cake.

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Overall, I liked the Oceanaire, but I didn’t love it.  I felt some of the dishes were just so-so (read: chowder, paella, sundae) and my inner food snob feels like a really standout restaurant doesn’t have anything so-so on the menu.  BUT the crab cake, salmon and carrot cake were so good that the meal still felt special and satisfying.

Up next, our night at Restaurant Kevin Taylor!

Do you have a restaurant week where you live?

Are you a seafood eater?

Are you a carrot cake lover or hater?  I feel there’s no in between there.

Mardi Gras & National Pancake Day Celebrations

So, I originally planned on posting about our Denver Restaurant Week dinner at The Oceanaire last Wednesday (as in post finalized and scheduled for today), but I was feeling a little too jazzed (<— get it??) about Tuesday’s celebrations to not write about them.  Also, as I’m writing this (actually on Tuesday), I’m feeling a little too caffeine and sugared out — you’ll understand why in a moment — which = writing inspiration.  That’s acceptable, right?

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This is the chalk wall I was working on this weekend.  I figured there was no better message to break it in with than this one 🙂

Yesterday was Mardi Gras!  I expect most people outside New Orleans don’t actually celebrate or even realize it’s a holiday (unless you’re a college student…), but I’ve decided that having experienced a real Nola Mardi Gras (hello Bourbon Street balcony party!) as well as having family who lives there justifies me celebrating it.  Also, my Nola family is going through some tough stuff at the moment 😦 so my heart wants to keep them extra close right now.

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In addition to being Fat Tuesday, it was also National Pancake Day!  Could Tuesday get any better?  No, no it could not.  For the past couple of years, I’ve been aware that my favorite pancake-slinging breakfast restaurant celebrates this “holiday” by rolling out an extended pancake menu, selling them “sushi style” and donating the proceeds to a local charity.  I’ve always wanted to participate but as we were previously living a good 25 minutes from any Snooze location, it wasn’t all that practical of an idea.  Now that we live 5 minutes from one, there was no way I could pass it up!

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Remember how I always complain that this place always has a ridiculous wait to get a table?  Yeah, well I’ve figured out how to avoid it.  Go in at 6:30 AM on a Tuesday!  Empty tables galore.  Somehow, I don’t think this was Joey’s idea of fun but he perked right up after ordering a mocha and a flight of pancakes.  Funny how that works, huh?  Below would be buttermilk/salted caramel cream cheese, buttermilk/candied bacon/cheddar crisp, red velvet, king cake, buttermilk/mocha and my forever favorite… the sweet potato pancake.  I died and went to heaven shortly after trying all of these.

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 Typical Mardi Gras “celebrating” continued as I played the Mardi Gras station on iPhone Radio and streamed live parade and French Quarter feed all day at work.  I swear, I was also doing actual work.  Turns out it was cool and rainy all day in Nola yesterday, but even so, those parades are so much cooler than any other parade I’ve seen.  I read that Quentin Tarantino rode on one of the floats during Harry Connick Jr.’s parade on Monday night.  How cool would it be to catch a pair of beads from Tarantino?!

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Please ignore my awesome green polka-dot socks…

We topped the celebrating off with a traditional Cajun dinner of Red Beans and Rice.  Shockingly, I’ve been eating Red Beans all my life but have never once made them myself.  Actually, I swear I’ve never even seen my mom in the process of making them.  By some sort of magic, she just always seems to have a big pot full by dinnertime.  She kindly gave me her recipe so we could try it for ourselves.  Verdict: pretty good for our first try!

And that’s about as fun and crazy as a Colorado Mardi Gras gets for me 🙂  Regularly scheduled Denver Restaurant Week recapping will commence shortly.