I do. I had a Tiger beer tonight at House of Kobe in Schererville, Indiana. Now you may well be wondering, where the hell is Schererville? And why would I want to go there when there are so many fantastic restaurants close to my happy home in Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois? Well, Schererville is out on south 41, just about to where, when driving out that way, I start thinking, jeez, this is really far. If you drive that way about two more hours, you would be in Terre Haute. But we went there tonight because my mother turned 70 years old today, and this is where she wanted to go. They do the cook-at-the-grill-in-the-table thing with the juggling of the knives and flipping of the eggs and mushrooms and forks and so on. I felt a little ripped-off, as I thought, when I went to Benihana as a youngster, that the table chef guy was tossing around a pretty serious cleaver-type knife. The guy tonight was juggling a fork and spatula. Seriously? A spatula?? Entertaining, but lacking that little extra edge of drama that one pays for in these kinds of places. Anyway, as you can see, the Tiger beer was a pretty basic Asian lager. I haven't read up on it, so I actually am not sure if it is brewed in Asia at all. It had really no head retention to speak of, which was exacerbated by the beer sitting right next to the hot grill all night. On the positive side, it wasn't too adjunct-y, it didn't taste like corn, and it didn't taste like wet cardboard. And I got the 18-ouncer and they gave me a little, tiny, 8-ounce (I think) glass to drink it from, so it seemed like I had two and a half small beers instead of just one big one. The food was pretty good. I didn't ask the spatula-juggling table chef how much MSG he sprinkled on everything, so we'll have to wait and see how much water I retain in my sleep tonight. And, they had peppermint ice cream for dessert! That was a highlight. Tomorrow (really today, as it is 1:42 a.m.) is St. Valentime's Day. I hope everyone who reads this, and their loved ones, have a very happy day. Have a classic Valentine's combination, like a chocolate stout and a raspberry lambic! With some chocolate cake! Crap. Now I want chocolate cake.
Chicago Beer Girl is back, and she has some things to say. About beer, and other things.
Friday, February 13, 2009
I have a Tiger in my tank
I do. I had a Tiger beer tonight at House of Kobe in Schererville, Indiana. Now you may well be wondering, where the hell is Schererville? And why would I want to go there when there are so many fantastic restaurants close to my happy home in Andersonville, Chicago, Illinois? Well, Schererville is out on south 41, just about to where, when driving out that way, I start thinking, jeez, this is really far. If you drive that way about two more hours, you would be in Terre Haute. But we went there tonight because my mother turned 70 years old today, and this is where she wanted to go. They do the cook-at-the-grill-in-the-table thing with the juggling of the knives and flipping of the eggs and mushrooms and forks and so on. I felt a little ripped-off, as I thought, when I went to Benihana as a youngster, that the table chef guy was tossing around a pretty serious cleaver-type knife. The guy tonight was juggling a fork and spatula. Seriously? A spatula?? Entertaining, but lacking that little extra edge of drama that one pays for in these kinds of places. Anyway, as you can see, the Tiger beer was a pretty basic Asian lager. I haven't read up on it, so I actually am not sure if it is brewed in Asia at all. It had really no head retention to speak of, which was exacerbated by the beer sitting right next to the hot grill all night. On the positive side, it wasn't too adjunct-y, it didn't taste like corn, and it didn't taste like wet cardboard. And I got the 18-ouncer and they gave me a little, tiny, 8-ounce (I think) glass to drink it from, so it seemed like I had two and a half small beers instead of just one big one. The food was pretty good. I didn't ask the spatula-juggling table chef how much MSG he sprinkled on everything, so we'll have to wait and see how much water I retain in my sleep tonight. And, they had peppermint ice cream for dessert! That was a highlight. Tomorrow (really today, as it is 1:42 a.m.) is St. Valentime's Day. I hope everyone who reads this, and their loved ones, have a very happy day. Have a classic Valentine's combination, like a chocolate stout and a raspberry lambic! With some chocolate cake! Crap. Now I want chocolate cake.
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