It’s true. Exhibit A. Phoebe:
Now try and argue that statement, I dare you.
Besides that fact, last night I went to Phoebe’s on East Genesee Street in Syracuse with one of my best girlfriends. We got all dolled up (aka I put on makeup and a hairband — #socollege) and walked down to East Genesee Street, a nice yet slightly sketchily-located area.
^^ We’re strong and buff, no one could attack on this.
Being a blogger means you do research before you go anywhere. Whether it’s a new restaurant, gym or fitness class, vacation spot, you get the picture. I looked over the entire menu a few times before leaving and two dishes in particular caught my eye:
Half-portion, because I’m a cheap college student.
Again, half-portion — because I’m a cheap college student.
The beautiful thing about restaurants on the fence of a college campus is half-portions. a. Because they know we like to save a pretty penny and b. Because they know we want good food without chopping off our left pinky toe. Or maybe they’re just smart. Either way, I’m a happy camper.
We started off with the most beautiful, doughy and STILL HOT WHEN IT CAME TO THE TABLE bread, adorned with pumpkin butter. Like actually butter with pumpkin deliciousness. Um HELLO.
Salad beautifully graced with the presence of local goat cheese:
Salmon rubbed in herbs and served with lots of yummy stuff.
Winner winner salmon dinner! So buttery, it literally fell apart and omg….melted on my tongue. If there is a such thing as a mega-foodgasm…..this was it. Atop “confetti rice” (I don’t know what that means but it was delicious), seasonal veggies that were heavenly, and all covered in sweet potato creme sauce. Holy. Molesies. Magicmagicmagic.
Wait, if that wasn’t good enough, D got the Cheese Plate. She’s a monster and I love it.
DOESN’T IT LOOK LIKE MAGIC. Holy shoes, the crostinis were just pure crunchy heaven and it had like pepper jack or cheddar or something….swiss cheese and obviously goat cheese. Lively Run, you are made of sparkle fairy dust. Grapes were crunchy. I love me some crunchy purple grapes. I don’t know what that dressing was but she raved about it.
Obviously we had to have dessert.
Our weapon of choice: Pumpkin Cheesecake, no whip.
(whipped cream is gross)
It was drizzled with an apple cider reduction which I TOTALLY CALLED AND GUESSED because it smelled like honey but I knew it wasn’t. My taste buds are literally the most amazing sensory identifiers ever.
AHHHHH. Oof. I can’t even. Just go here. Phoebe’s is da place to beeee. If I were to ever own a restaurant, it would look EXACTLY like Phoebe’s and serve the same exact food. For the most part. I didn’t take pictures of the restaurant because I had to use my friend’s camera…long story but anywhooo her flash is super flashtastic and SO bright, so I figured taking pictures of everything we ate was startling enough. There are pictures on the website. Go eat those.
I’m off to pack for my homeward-bound excursion that begins around noontime and
take a nap pay a visit to my super-pregnant Google Reader.
About to burst at any moment. #sorryfortheimages #sorryimnotsorry
True life, this is the extent of my problems as an eighteen-year-old college student. Well not actually. My 19-credit workload for next semester is going to be a major sleep problem, but I like to think that if I avoid thinking about it until the semester starts, I won’t pull all of my hair out.
Stage 1: Denial.
Have a good Friday chickadeedoobees, Indulge for me!
Articles of interest:
- 8 Fatty Foods with Health Benefits (thanks Kel!)
- A beer trail is brewing in New York’s Finger Lakes (via BBC)
- Learning to Stress Less (via Eat, Spin, Run, Repeat)
- Teacher Evaluations More Prevalent in Schools Across the Country (via Huffington Post)
- The Smokers’ Surcharge (via NYTimes.com)
- Ryan Hall’s Marathon Race Diet (via Fitsugar)
- Sandusky Accuser Would Testify if Severe Sexual Assault, Lawyer Says (via NYTimes.com)
- Understanding the Business Case for Public Relations