Went in and did the damn thing while on a winter break last week. Good to be back and mentally recharged but physically, I got some work to do so I can burn off this new gut I made. After going from the airport directly to In N Out Burger, I went to this dope Korean BBQ spot in downtown LA. Pleased to meat you. This place is an all you can eat meat orgy where they bring you plates upon plates of dead animals. From bacon to tongue to steak all while playing South Korean pop music. It may be considered treason to the north but it sounded and tasted to good to resist. In fact, it was so good, I forgot the name of the spot. Now that’s a coma. Then it was off to Phoenix. In Scottsdale we went to this place called Dickey’s BBQ. I don’t know if it’s a chain restaurant but it had the feel of one. Either way, I’m not judging. Shit was next level BBQ and better than anything you could get in the DMV area. The next two days were spent on the couch before heading out to Vegas. We had a nice breakfast jump off outside the strip and headed dow to th old Las Vegas to get a little gambling in. After winning some cash we looked for another spot to eat and low and behold the Heart Attack Grill was right in front of us. For those who don’t know…… The heart attack grill is no joke even for fat fucks like us. Someone died in one of these joints recently which is probably the coolest way to go but I’m trying to see 2014. So we started off with the fries that were deep fried in lard and Kevin added Ketchup and Mayonnaise to the top. Nice touch.
After the app, it was time to get serious
Time to take on the beast! well, at least half of it.
After chasing it down with a sugar coke, it makes you sit there wondering what you’ve done with your life up until that point. It also starts to make you conscious about your heart. You know how when you think about an itch all of a sudden a spot on your body will start to itch for no reason? I had that feeling but with my chest. I kept thinking to myself, is this the start of cardiac arrest? All around, it was a great Burger. Overall the trip was a success except coming back to 16 degree temperatures. The fuck is that? Now it’s back in the HOR saddle. Oh, I forgot they also Spank you when your done eating. Not sure what that’s all about but I still came down my leg. Squad.
Had an idea the other day to combine the three the things that are most important in my life, bacon, steak, and tacos. I felt it was time to upgrade the modern day taco by adding weight and adding protein. In the process I created the Reed Rothchild Super Taco that I call “The Steakco”
The giant steak pictured below is going to be our “soft” taco shell. Since it was so big, I feared that it would tear apart while cooking or even worse, while eating. To ensure that the steak stays together, I kept it together by weaving bacon through it by cutting tine slices in it and weaving the bacon through. This holds it together and gives you a bacon treat while eating it. It’s also good while cooking it because the while the bacon cooks in the oven, the grease will drip down letting the steak cook in bacon grease.
The ingredients you need a very simple. Same things you need as your cooking a regular taco
Put in 1 table spoon of chili powder and dump the entire packet of seasoning on to the ground beef. Chop up a couple strips of bacon then put it in the pan to let cook for a few minutes before putting the ground beef in. chop and stir until the beef is crumbled.
I put the steak in for 40 minutes at 350 degrees.
Let the steak sit for a few minutes. after it sits, cut a stick of butter and melt it in the microwave for 30 seconds then paint brush on the steak.
Lather up the sour cream.
Where’s the beef? Boom!
add multiple handfuls of cheese. Mo cheddar, the better!
Salsa time!
The final product
I bet you think I tackled this beast in 10 minutes. Well, I ate about a quarter of it and my body shut itself down. There I was sitting there in my living room laid out as if someone broke into my house and shot me. Missed the entire first half of the Ravens/Broncos playoff game. It taste amazing though!
Got some touch up work done on my bacon tattoo over the weekend by the great Matt Rinks over at Ghost Town Tattoo in Ellicot City, Md. He added a black outline while adding some red to the bottom parts. Breakfast powers *Activate*
Greetings Horriors! Sorry I meant to post these yesterday but the combination of traveling and boozing kicked me square in the nuts. So, as most of you know I returned back to the belly of the beast, Lambeau Field for the third time and I have to say it was fucking awesome. Obviously I wish the outcome of the game was different but sitting front row 50 yard line at the most historic NFL stadium eases the pain. Especially when you can tell your starting quarterback he’s a piece of shit and see him feel bad about it. I flew into Chicago where I could pig out with friends then drive up to Green Bay. Fellow bacon enthusiast, DJ, and blogger Dani Deahl took me to this amazing spot called Kumas. Amazing burgers that still have me full 2 days later.
Pulled pork BBQ on top of the burger with extra strips of bacon. To start off they brought out pulled pork BBQ cheese fries. Are you fucking kidding me? My stomach had an orgasm and by the time I was done I felt like a Python that just ate a deer.
I got lucky as shit with the weather with it being 48 degrees at kickoff. Couple of shots of Jameson before going in and it felt like it was a cloudy 55. After the tough loss, I ate my pain away at Brett Favre’s Steakhouse where they serve the famous Brett Burger (Formally known as the Gilbert Burger) This thing is no joke. People were flipping the fuck out when the server brought it out.
Long story short, my beloved Vikings lost crushing all hope of going to the playoff’s, I gained 7lbs from eating some of the best food Chicago and Wisconsin had to offer, and I had another memorable trip in the books for what was not a bad football season considering how terrible we were last year. No complaints here. If you do go to a game outside your area, I highly recommend checking out Lambeau. You get a total cultural and football experience wrapped in one.
Oh and during the weekend, the great Derek Moore sent me this, Thanks?
Yup, that picture above basically sums up another successful Moombacon Massive. I just want to thank everyone who came out, ate, drank, and danced their ass off til 3am with us. It really means a lot to see everyone come together from the dedicated HOR heads to the people who came just to check it out. So much work goes into doing these so to have it pop off like it did was totally worth it and looking forward to doing it next year. Shoutout to all the DJ’s: Denman, Racecarbed, Phetish, Plymouth Prowler Boys, Say Wut, Dirty South Joe, Mc Shawn Lucas, and the great Scottie B. Thanks to Stoopgirl over at Cool Breezy/HOR and the Ribs Boss, 814ofCourse. Now that the Thanks you’s are done, lets look at some of the photo’s. These are just a few that Seannie took. You can see the rest here.
Always get a little more excited and a little more hungry leading up Moombacon Sunday. For those who still need more event info, You can find it here. Just a heads up that Rock and Roll Hotel is having a nearly sold out show downstairs starting at 7 so we are expected to hit capacity even earlier than we did last year which was around 11:15. Of course you know what the reward is for heads who come out early. MOOMBACON STARTS AT 9PM. Here are the *set times.
9:00 – 9:35 – Denman
9:35 – 10:10 – Racecarbed
10:10 – 10:45 – Phetish
10:45 – 11:30 – Plymouth Prowler Boys
11:30 – 12:20 – Say Wut
12:20 – 1:15 – Dirty South Joe
1:15 – 2:10 – Scottie B
2:10 – Close – RR
*Set times are subject to change. Any set time changes will be posted on the FB event wall. See you there Horriors!
It only seems right to have Tittsworth count down his current fave beats and eats for the second edition of HOR’s Tracks & Snacks. Not only is he a supreme producer and DJ, but he’s one of the most adventurous eaters on the planet. He’ll eat ANYTHING – bugs, dangerously raw food, live octopus – the more questionable it seems, the tastier it is to him. General rule of thumb for Tittsworth – if he’s not DJing or in the studio, he’s eating. Or some simultaneous combination of both. Now that he’s living in one of the greatest eating cities in the world, we had to grab him quick before he settles into an eternal itis.
Tracks: (Top Five Moombahton):
1. Gladiator – Bitch Slap feat. Feral
2. Tonite Only (Whiite Remix) – Ministry of Sound (forthcoming)
3. Steve Aoki – The Kids Will Have Their Say (Valentino Khan & Will Bailey Remix)
4. Steve Starks – Fuck You
5. Team Jaguar – The Crew
(Top five 128):
1. Congorock – Liu Kang’s Theme
2. Tittsworth & Torro Torro feat. Ninjasonik – Get Amongst It
3. Tittsworth & Willy Joy – Bawse
4. TIttsworth & Valentino Khan – TNT
5. Tittsworth, Rez & Des McMahon – Drive By
TITTSWORTH: Normally I’m not big on overly hyped up food spots but this one’s worth the 11pm reservation. A chili-lime and egg-yolk pig-ear that would even make an asian grand mama proud. Too bad the foie biscuits and gravy are gone. Been waiting to hit ‘son of a gun,’ their seafood counterpart (uni pasta).
TITTSWORTH: The buttery lamb burger is probably one of the better things in between two pieces of bread I’ve had in this city. Chicken liver and fried chicken skin made me silent for a hot minute. I wanna head back for the uni toast (and 3 more of those burgers). Just opened, sorry no liquor license yet.
TITTSWORTH: Best brunch in downtown LA. Brie bourbon grits were like that and a pork belly montecristo that would make double R shed an extra high sodium tear.
TITTSWORTH: A fun lil semi-local chain that’s like a Korean Joe’s Crab Shack, but with shrimp that is NOLA crawfish boil good. You wanna order “the whole shabang” which is them throwing all of their flavors into the same bag (fuck you, Emeril). In my experience, the head on shrimp is better than the crawfish and I love the dungeoness crab too cuz you know my ass digs on all the mustard, organs, eggs and all that
5. Lil Tokyo
TITTSWORTH: Don’t make me choose. I love the whole neighborhood. Woori Market carves 200 pound tunas every weekend. I’m a fan of hama, which is a no-nonsense, traditional but well executed sushi spot which boasts this sign warning customers.
TITTSWORTH: Sushi gen is next on my japantown list on the omakase tip. The top floor of Japantown Mall is great too – AC Slater, Torro Torro, and I recently went in on an all-you-can-eat Korean BBQ spot (“Manna”) that is 10x worth the digestive toll. Also, Sushi Go 55 is decent on that same floor, as it the Izakaya (mad grilled organs, B!).
TITTSWORTH: Oh! and Chung King for authentic Chinese mala hot pot. You might not sit down normally for a couple days but you let ME know if it ain’t worth it. Pass the intestine.
Somebody shut my half-asian ass up already, a bama got jeans to cut…
I got this idea the other day to make a pulled pork BBQ sandwich and using grilled cheese as the buns. Knowing this concept has been used before at other burger spots, I decided to up the ante by wrapping the grilled cheese sandwiches in bacon. When you go to eat barbecue on a empty stomach, you want to eat everything on the menu. My vision is to get the experience like I’m a pig eating out of a troth. But instead of eating slops like pigs do, I’m actually eating delicious pig. This sandwich, when being held with two hands, is the closest you can get to eating out of a troth. Probably shouldn’t be sharing my dreams out loud like this….. Using the above items, I was able to construct this beast I call the “Wrathchild”
Put in the oven for 30 minutes and set to 425 degrees
The Aftermath: It doesn’t take a doctor to know I got a pretty bad case of the itis. After laying down hoping not to explode, I passed out for 3 hours. I then spent the next 11 hours sweating and making promises to higher powers (and lower) that I probably couldn’t keep in hopes of letting this sandwich pass through in peace. That is why its is called…. THE WRATHCHILD!
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As you can see, Reed and I are unleashing a brand new monster called TRACKS & SNACKS, where I infiltrate the lives of super snackers and music lovers alike to find out what tracks they’re feelin’ lately and what kinda snacks they’ve been puttin’ away. In other words, just dissecting what kind of important life decisions people are making these days. No big deal. So keep reading if you’re searching for new sounds or if you’re just experiencing some serious hunger pangs.
First up on the chopping block is Chicago-native, HOR-cohort, DJ, producer, AND blogger, Dani Deahl. Not only does she maintain her own massive kingdom over at DaniDeahl.com, but 2012 has seen the explosion of her infamous video for her single, “Diplo Hates You” (which features Maryland dude Oh Snap! — big ups!). She is one tough broad so I know she’s eatin’ well and rockin’ some of the best beats.
Tracks:
1. Datsik & Bare – King Kong – Lucky Date Remix
2. John Dahlback – One Last Ride (Felix Cartal Remix)
3. Scooter & Lavelle Feat. Sue Cho – Beats Inside My Head – Minero Remix
6. Kanye West – Mercy (LeDoom feat. Vegas Banger Remix)
7. Sleigh Bells – Demons (Diplo Remix)
8. Baauer – Yaow
9. RL Grime – Trap on Acid
10. Flosstradamus – Lana’s Theme
Snacks:
I had to make all three food spots rooted in Chicago – I’m a Chicago girl to the bone and love my city like no other. Plus, there’s two things we do really well, party outdoors in the Summer, and produce restaurants with amazing, gut-bursting food. Honestly, it was hard to pick only three, but here we are. If you’re ever in Chicago maybe you can get Dani’s Tracks & Snacks tour of Chicago…or maybe Beats & Treats so Reed doesn’t get mad.
We ALL knew Baconfest was going to be included here. Baconfest is a magical day in Chicago that happens every Spring at the UIC Pavillion. Dozens of the top restaurants in Chicago (like Girl & The Goat and 694 Wine Bar) craft bacon-centric bites and your ticket gives you free access to ALL OF IT, including the bacon-infused cocktails. I’ve had everything from bacon sushi to bacon and maple ice cream to bacon-infused whiskey…you get the point. It’s like crossing a river of fire while riding a winged unicorn and being fully aware of the awesomeness of the moment. Some tips for Baconfest:
1) Sign up for the mailing list. This will ensure you get notified of the ticket sales first. When the tickets do go on sale, be like a 13 year old girl waiting for Bieber tickets and buy within the first five minutes…that shit will sell out within the hour.
2) You DON’T have to eat everything on your plate at every station. In fact, if you do, you might get the meat sweats and think you’re having a stroke. I’ve included a pic of people post-Baconfest as proof. Try nibbles of everything, then go back to the stations you loved and punish those plates.
3) Make sure you bring people who love bacon as much as you do. Seriously, if you bring your salad-eating girlfriend or if you eat ANYTHING before going and then complain about being full, I will hunt you down and punch you in the throat.
Red Door is a new restaurant in Chicago, but it’s becoming one of my favorites, for multiple reasons. The ‘globally inspired pub food’ includes a poutine with seared cheese curds and a slightly curried gravy, Korean-style kalbi short ribs over a bed of kim chi and alemongrass chicken thigh with grilled green onions. I could seriously eat that poutine every day of the week, it’s that good. The desserts are wickedly inventive too, including ice creams flavored with blackberry thyme, white pepper and curry.
The place itself is just as much a reason to go – the inside is decked out in reclaimed barn wood and Edison bulbs and the outside is a massive patio party seating over 100 with communal tables, strands of lights criss-crossing overhead and it’s pretty much hidden from the street so you feel like you’re not in the middle of the city. This patio has won awards for a reason, and Chicagoans love any excuse to party outside once it’s above 55.
It’s great because as fancy as the menu sounds, it’s really a low-key place to get your grub on and hang out. I mean, this is the place that had a dunk tank and hog roast for Memorial Day. Oh, I almost forgot to mention…their burger has bacon jam on it. Bacon jam.
If you ever get to eat at Schwa in your lifetime, consider yourself lucky. This place is a legend in Chicago – it’s one of the five hardest to get into in the country, has been called one of GRANT ACHATZ’s favorite places to eat, and in 2007, the chef Michael Carlson spontaneously closed the restaurant the day after cooking Charlie Trotter’s birthday dinner because of the stress. They re-opened four months later and no one held it against them, because it’s fucking Schwa.
The food is playful, imaginative, and unlike some upper-crust flight of fancy places that serve up multiple courses of foam, this is food you can sink your teeth into. House made tagliatelle with braised veal heart, huckleberry and truffle, a quail egg ravioli you slurp in one bite where the pasta is perfectly al dente and the egg still liquid on the inside, a seared foie gras crusted with bits of brioche and apricot pit…you get the idea.
Just as amazing as the food is the staff and the atmosphere. I have to clarify here because Schwa actually HASN’T gotten higher ratings from critics because of the service. That’s because the food speaks for itself, and you’re there on the chef’s terms, not the other way around. The last time I went they were blasting an Atmosphere album, the chef sent us shots of whiskey with pickle backs, the waiter drank out of a bottle of champagne with us and they asked if we wanted to go drinking with them afterwards. Whatever, critics can go throw themselves off a cliff – that was a damn good time.
Went in and did the damn thing while on a winter break last week. Good to be back and mentally recharged but physically, I got some work to do so I can burn off this new gut I made. After going from the airport directly to In N Out Burger, I went to this dope Korean BBQ spot in downtown LA. 
Pleased to meat you. This place is an all you can eat meat orgy where they bring you plates upon plates of dead animals. From bacon to tongue to steak all while playing South Korean pop music. It may be considered treason to the north but it sounded and tasted to good to resist. In fact, it was so good, I forgot the name of the spot. Now that’s a coma. Then it was off to Phoenix. 
In Scottsdale we went to this place called Dickey’s BBQ. I don’t know if it’s a chain restaurant but it had the feel of one. Either way, I’m not judging. Shit was next level BBQ and better than anything you could get in the DMV area. The next two days were spent on the couch before heading out to Vegas. 
We had a nice breakfast jump off outside the strip and headed dow to th old Las Vegas to get a little gambling in. After winning some cash we looked for another spot to eat and low and behold the Heart Attack Grill was right in front of us. For those who don’t know……
The heart attack grill is no joke even for fat fucks like us. Someone died in one of these joints recently which is probably the coolest way to go but I’m trying to see 2014. So we started off with the fries that were deep fried in lard and Kevin added Ketchup and Mayonnaise to the top. Nice touch. 
Time to take on the beast! well, at least half of it.
Lather up the sour cream.
