03.28.08

Breaking it down

Posted in First Blog at 10:21 pm by Erik

So, friends….Evangeline has made more progress this week than we have in 6 months. We are CLOSE. The equipment is in, the paint is done, tile is shiny, fire suppression system is installed. The door we had to demolish to get the low-boy 93″ long cooler with 6 drawers in, is now replaced. The Evangeline Pig is on the window, awaiting the rest of the acrylic to be installed.

Joe and Sean are building a KILLER wine program. Mitch is building everything. He just wants to cook, but has successfully installed the door mentioned above, AND installed a phone. Two firsts for Mitch. More on that later.

We met with Rob Tod, owner and brewer of Allagash, here in Portland. Rob’s beers will be featured in our wine program. More on that later as well.

What really stuck with me today (aside from BACON IN A GLASS…..more on THAT later as well…thanks, Joe Ricchio), was an interaction with a gentleman in line at a coffee shop…..

GENT: “You’re the fella who ran Bandol……When is Evangeline opening?”

ME: “Soon! Thanks for asking!”

GENT: “Well, it had BETTER be CHEAP!”

ME: “How do you mean?”

GENT: “Will you have Steak Frites?”

ME: “Naturally!”

GENT: “How much?”

ME: “Well, a 12oz _______ steak plate for under $20 bucks.”

Gent: “What about Whole Roast Chicken???”

ME: “I think about $28 bucks for a whole fat chicken for two……served in three courses, good garniture, some sauce. Presented tableside…..”

GENT: “Escargot?”

ME: “Farm raised, fresh, tender snails….about 10 for $8 bucks, garlic butter, etc..not the canned leather globules….”

GENT: “I can buy a fucking steak at Hannafords for $12 bucks. Fuck you. I can buy a whole chicken for $12 bucks. I can get a can of escargot for $16 bucks. Fucking CRIMINAL!”

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He proceeded to yell at the young lady behind the counter for “watering down the goddam coffee…..I can brew a cup of coffee for 30 cents at home!!!” and walked off.

Now, my point…….

There isn’t a great profit margin in restaurants, or any foodservice business. In fact, most independent restaurant owners wont be driving a Maserati any time soon. For every plate we put out, and every beverage we pour, we have to pay a certain percentage to various expenses. Cooks, dishwashers, managers, gas, electricity, insurance, servers (yes, they dont survive only on tips), bank loans, flowers, linens, investors, capital expenses, payroll liabilities, POS machines, leaky faucets, broken plates, stemware, cleaning products, licenses, trash disposal, security systems, paint, accountants, CREDIT CARD COSTS, taxes, printing…

…those are only the tip of the iceberg.

In order for us to source QUALITY products, we actually may LOSE money. All of the above expenses get paid before any owner gets a paycheck. Remember, it is a business. Not a hobby. I have sacrificed an entire months worth of pay so a half dozen folks could enjoy Alba White Truffles until they almost overdosed….or a party of four could gorge on a quarter pound of Gold Asetra caviar. The look on their faces was worth it at the moment.

Have you ever served a Foie Gras Entier? I have. I didn’t eat for a week. I had to feed my dog ramen and frozen fish sticks from 1998.

There is really no overpriced high end restaurant in Portland. I know what the product costs, and, although I don’t know exactly how other restaurateurs I run their businesses, I think they are all in it to please the guest. Really.

All of the best digs in town (Rob & Nancy, Steve & Michelle, Guy & Stella, Sam & Dana, Larry, Miyake, Krista) are here to make the diner happy, and to run a business. Not to rape the guests for their hard earned cash. The next time you buy a coffee at Starbucks for fourbucks, think about the local chef who sits in his/her basement office worried about the fact that they have to pay a plumber for a pipe that burst, while their salaried sous chef is being paid for doing no work while the restaurant is closed for 2 weeks because business is slow….While the CEO of Starbucks drives the Maserati most chefs will never own.

Really, we are all here to please. Not to buy Maseratis. If you want to buy your steak at Hannaford’s, go for it. Buying a plate of food at a local restaurant is a little bit different than cooking up a WFM steak on your home range. Support small business. The gesture spreads far and wide. The young cook who will toil in front of a hot range and stand on her/his feet for 16 hours (and get screamed at by me) has to pay bills too. If we charged what the steak costs us, there wouldn’t be a restaurant. Where would you get Canard Presse?

(my apologies to any chef in town who doesn’t agree……)

03.23.08

Rabelais

Posted in First Blog at 12:20 pm by Erik

Our friends Don and Sam of Rabelais Books are featured in this month’s Saveur, amongst the Heavy Hitters of the book world. Glad we have them all to ourselves! Check out the store and shoot them a congrats!

03.19.08

April 4, revisited

Posted in First Blog at 2:22 pm by Erik

Hey all. Just kidding about April 4th. Obstacles. You know how it is……..but soon after!

03.08.08

April 4th

Posted in First Blog at 11:23 pm by Erik

Mark April 4th on your calendars!

Deathmatch III……..

Posted in First Blog at 12:21 pm by Erik

Deathmatch III: Japanese. This Sunday.
It looks like there will be about 15 courses of delectable, delicious, inspired food, and sake that flows like sake. Mr. Miyake from his eponymous Food Factory will be there, eating everyone else’s take on his native food.

Do you know how many styles of sake are out there? Me neither. There are a lot.

Do I know how to cook Japanese? Not so much. Shiso WHAT? Miso WHO?

I have dedicated half of my life to European cooking. But really, European cooking is a baby compared to the traditions in Japan. I understand simplicity, and on the other side, complexity. However, put me in a Japanese kitchen, and in 5 minutes I would be decapitated by the chef for reducing his broth, adding butter, and wondering what the hell to do with kombu.

Funny, when you think you know something, there is a whole world out there that lets you know that, indeed, you know nothing.

So, naturally, I’m going to do a Shabu-Shabu. It is going to taste a LOT like a provencal fish soup, but hey…..go with what you know…..

03.05.08

Gunk

Posted in First Blog at 11:01 pm by Erik

For the past six months, I have been physically trying to build a restaurant. While a LOT of progress has been made, the past 2 days have made me realize and re-affirm how NOT to keep a kitchen clean. Some of the staff and I have been scrubbing the corners, as it were, and have found a load of gunk.

Gunk.

I have never seen, or experienced the gunk build up I am experiencing, and cleaning here. Cleanliness is close to godliness. That space really hasn’t been cleaned in a decade, and it is extremely disturbing. I honestly don’t know where some folks learn how to maintain a kitchen…..how can you put out clean food in a disgusting kitchen? I’m not even going to get in to what the hoods looked like. I ran a putty knife across the vent, and i picked up….well……nevermind. It is gone now. One of my cooks, Dru, took ownership of the hood and the fan next to it. The fan had a half inch of gunk on it. Dru worked it out, took ownership, and kicked some gunk in the ass.

Lights? HOW can little spotlights on the ceiling get disgusting? I took each one off today….18 in all. There was more grease and gunk on the LIGHTS than I have ever seen in an entire professional kitchen before….in my life. In 16 years of hardcore cooking experience……..more shit on 18 tiny lights than I have ever seen. EVER.

And, I certainly don’t want to get into what was left in the walk-in cooler for me. They stored FOOD in there. Food that guests PAID for. Again, it is now sparkling clean, but, honestly, I dont think i could spend 4 minutes in the walk-in cooler the way it was left for me.

Friends, next time you dine out, take a chance and ask to see the kitchen. Really LOOK. Look in the corners. Look where the wall meets the floor. Look at the hood. Look at the bottom of the pans. Dirty pans, with carbon on the bottom = dirty kitchen. Look toward the dishwasher….is the sink full of gunk? Are they trying to shoo you out? Do the cooks have stains on their coats and aprons?

Cleaning the corners today made me realize what actually may be going on in most of the kitchens today. Real kitchens don’t have gunk.

Gunk = Bad = Lazy

03.01.08

Pissed=>Reminiscing

Posted in First Blog at 10:15 pm by Erik

Well, it looks like our friend Portland Pissed has taken the link to my blog off of his blogroll. Folks usually get the “strikethrough”, but, apparrently, I have offended him. I was ixnayed. Even the breakfast club got the strikethrough….harsh…..Was it something I said? Something I did? Did my words not turn out right?

On a different note, Deathmatch III is this coming sunday. I was reminiscing about deer deathmatch, and thought I would share a few of my favorite photos from the party. All photos by Katie Selva, master photographer.

Our friend joe. Master of Ceremonies.
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some dude
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me and sausage casings
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who IS this guy?
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