Detectives Beyond Borders is ...
... one of the Top 50 Detective Blogs, according to the e-Justice Blog, and an inspiration, says Mysteries in Paradise.Thanks for the kind words and for the logo, which is a bit more genteel than my normal reading matter. But then, who knows what book that woman is holding?
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As welcome as those honors are, they pale beside another. The café where I take the day's first meal a few times a week has named one of its weekly specials for me. So, the next time you're in Philadelphia, eat at Black and Brew, home of the Peter Pancake.
All right, readers, if a menu item, food or drink, were named after you, what would it be?
© Peter Rozovsky 2009
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posted by Peter Rozovsky at 3:58 AM
38 Comments:
Some killer kudos there, Mr R. Well done!
Food or drink? Hmmmm, I'll go with a combo. Gerard's Guinness and steak pie. Yum. For breakfast it'd be plain old Brennan brown bread toast. Doesn't have the same ring as Peter Pancake.
gb
Congratulations Peter!
They did name a lake after me on the Blue Ridge Parkway, but I think the food would have to be Norm's Grilled Mackerel. After the mackerel has been grilled I am sure it would confess.
I thank you, Gerard. I like those specials of yours. Dod the Sweety Bottle serve food?
Food and drink combo, Gerard? Sure you wouldn't like a nice Jarlsberg and Carlsberg?
Uriah, Black and Brew has five or six specials each week. Tops on the bill of fare this week was naturally the Obamalette, and the man for whom it was named did not drop in, as far as I know. But three of us for whom offerings are named were in at the same time. I introduced myself to one of them thus: "Pleased to meet you. I'm the pancakes."
Price Lake?
Sure your mackerel wouldn't clam up, at least until its mouthpiece showed up?
Peter - They did indeed sell food at the Sweety Bottle. The chalkboard usually advertised cartoons of soup. Stew and pork shanks were often on the menu too.
gb
Good stuff on a cool, rainy day. I hear you occasionally get days of that type in Ireland.
They do you honour, Peter, and rightly so. For myself, I really don't need any more foods named after me -- I'm quite contend with the Philly Cheesesteak.
I meant 'content' there.
Verification word is 'exograd'. Someone who earned a degree online, perhaps?
Congratulations on both the pancake and the blog recognition. I've been through about half of those blogs so far, and you're in good company. Of course, I could also say they're in good company, as this blog is well worthy of the recognition.
Kudos.
Unimaginative Danish poets tend to name dolls after me. I´d rather be a cool drink, however, "DJs Drug" for example.
Thanks, Philip. Exograd? It's Russia's least-popular city.
Dorte, that's not a bad name for a flashy drink. What would its ingredients be?
Thanks, Dana. There are some good blogs on the list. Never mind them, though. Try the pancakes.
DJ´s Drug? Well, applejuice and household beer, I imagine. Perhaps spiced up with a pinch of strychnine, depending on who was going to drink it ;)
Congrats on the Pancake appellation.
You continue to inpsire me even when I'm silent.
and well done on being listed on the e-Justice blog.
Martin's Bar. It's like the Mars Bar, but more so.
Congratulations, Peter!
*laughing* That woman you're referring to is the Madame de Pompadour! I remember the painting
during recent research. You're right however. What prey tell could she be reading?
Hailed on all fronts, Peter! Congratulations! I am sure your blog deserves the acclaim--must take on trust that you deserved the pancake nod.
Oh,I forgot to mention what food would be named after me. We've got a little burrito place in town called Planet Fresh, where one of the counter guys takes great pride in having my number. He knows I always get the Tubular Taco, either steak or fish, plus soft drink, and I feel that I would be letting him down considerably if I changed direction on his watch.
However, I more or less posted here only to give my v word: frownson. It seems so rife with possibilities...
DJ´s Drug? Well, applejuice and household beer, I imagine. Perhaps spiced up with a pinch of strychnine, depending on who was going to drink it ;)
Skip the strychnine; I'll take mine with a dash of cinnamon, instead. Hmm, there are folks for whom I might like to buy a round, though.
You're welcome, Kerrie. I have to say that being a celebrity is not all it's cracked up to be. I still had to pay for my food.
A nice menu item, Martin. The bar where I host readings offers fried Mars Bars. Should you ever be a guest, I will suggest a slight alteration for the evening.
PM, I expect that if she's reading crime fiction, it's something with a powerful female protagonist, or at least a femme fatale.
Seana, frownson is rife with possibilities. It could be the name of a Wodehouse character. Or it could be an admonition from a grizzled, occasionally drunk but always wise old head in a Western movie to the young, headstrong protagonist.
Seana, the "Peter Pancake" was a pancake with a blueberry cream cheese sauce. A member of the staff told me that I was known in the kitchen as Peter Pancake. I'm not sure that conveys the dignity with which I would like to regarded, but I appreciate the honor nonetheless.
Frownson does indeed have Wodehousian, or even Dickensian echoes.
I think that pancake sounds delightful, though I am not sure what Marco is going to have to say about all the cream cheese.
As for the name, if we all waited to be treated with the dignity we think we deserve, well, we would be waiting a long time, I expect.
v word=mocks, which I don't think I'm doing at all at the moment.
I'd have been better off dietarily if my name had been Thomas. That way they might have rung some changes on their delicious tofu scrambler to come up with my weekly special.
I like the Western angle: "Ah think you'd best frown, son, when them Jones boys get back into town."
I certainly like the sound of "Martin´s Bar".
Perhaps Peter´s Pancake with DJs Drug - and though it is supposed to be a cool drink, I think anything with cinnamon should be served hot (unlike revenge) - and a Martin´s Bar for desert?
though I am not sure what Marco is going to have to say about all the cream cheese.
I do eat pancakes with cream cheese when I have breakfast outside,but don't tell Colman.
A suitably alliterative recipe could be Marco's Mashed Potatoes with Mushrooms.
Dorte, we've had a stretch of cold weather; I must have had hot drinks on my mind.
You know, this cafe does serve all sorts of cold drinks as well, so something with apple juice and some other odd ingredients could add up to a DJ's Drug. The place has no liqour license, though, so beer is out. I imagine strychnine might pose a problem as well.
Is Colman part of some anti-cream-cheese faction?
Is Colman part of some anti-cream-cheese faction?
Colman's struggle
The kind of ´beer´ I had in mind was what is called "hvidtøl" or "Juleøl" in Denmark (my dictionary called it ´household beer´). It is dark and none-alcoholic beer for women and children :) so that should be OK for your cafe.
It bothers me though that you may not allow strychnine. What about a spot of pepper spray instead?
NB: I can´t wait to see your final menu & drinks card! I already love hanging out in this cool place.
Aha! Thanks, Marco. I can sympathize with his stance. I remarked that something with tofu and mixed greens, which I do order from time to time, would have stood me in better stead in the weight department.
I have some good pepper-spray ideas that I'll share when I return later today.
DH, if you hand out in this cool place, I shall ask that the owners honor you with something more imaginative than a simple Danish pastry.
This is a fun question Peter.
Overkill has a very agricultural and bovine element to it so I'd have to say if any cafe was brave enough to name a food item after me, a Beef Burger would be appropriate.
As for a beverage, a Vanda Vodka has a nice ring to it.
I can't lay claim to the lake in Antarctica being named after me. More likely the other way around.
v-word was ouffera, which is what you think you got all dressed up to go and see, but you had too many drinks to remember the Verdi.
I'm a carnivore from way back, so that's an inducement to read Overkill, as far as I'm concerned. I also enjoy lamb and kiwi fruit, so maybe I'll come pick up my copy in person.
Ouffera might be the result when someone punches you in the stomach just as you are suggesting an evening of Wagner.
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