I was inspired by my siblings' recent trials and tribulations in having a meal at Bethesda's new mussel place,
Mussel Bar. Now, I think they were there mostly for the belgian ale (admit it, guys), but it got me thinking, this place's specialty is a peasant dish, and it's the new hotspot? As in can't get a table on THURSDAY NIGHT hotspot? Geez!
So I threw down the proverbial gauntlet and whipped up some moules-frites of my own. The first is a classic preparation: white wine, onions, garlic, thyme, parsley, and sambuca. I made this one for Meghan.
The second is an improvised treatment: bacon, beer, cheese, onions, garlic, and thyme. Obviously, this one was for the fat jerk.
Meg made some awesome fries. The only regret is that we didn't have any crusty bread to mop up all of the delicious soup left at the end.
This meal is super easy and super cheap. I plan to make some new moules-frites soon (tequila-lime? stinky cheese-butter?). Anyone who can't get a table at Mussel Bar is welcome to come over whenever. That is all.
Well done, Sir. Are you trying to imply that we were foolish for going to Mussel Bar? I agree. Next time we will come over and you can put your Mussels where your mouth is.
ReplyDeletenot foolish. It's a much better price than le mannequin pis. It looks really good, too. Just not worth waiting hours for when there are so many good places in bethesda. Of course there is all that belgian ale...
ReplyDeleteAs clarification; we never waited for hours. We tried to go on a Sat. and there was a 90 min. wait so we said F that and went to the ONLY place we could find without a wait spilling out onto the sidewalk. When we went on Thursday we were seated immediately.
ReplyDeleteExactly. I didn't mean anything by it. Your trips just made me want to eat mussels. That's it.
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