Triangle Foodie Tweet-up: Strolling around Raleigh

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We love going to the Triangle Tweet-ups, it’s always a great way to meet new people, see friends, and have some great food. However, I’ve been hoping for more Tweet-ups in Raleigh. I feel like we have some great local places and so many of the tweet-ups have been outside of Raleigh. . I thought May’s partnership with Taste Carolina Food Tours was a great idea. We would walk and take the bus to several locations around downtown Raleigh to try different foods around the area. Don’t get me wrong, I have loved every single tweet-up, but I wanted Raleigh to get a chance to shine.

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In a Pickle at Mt. Olive

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Growing up, we would beg my Mom to bring home a gallon jar of Mt. Olive Kosher Dill pickles every time she went grocery shopping.  I don’t know what it is about pickles, but I have always been a fan of everything salty, sour, or tart. When we moved to North Carolina, I knew that Mt. Olive wasn’t too far away, but never went to Pickle Valhalla until the recent Mt. Olive Pickle Festival.  There were some surprises along the way, some less pleasant than others (Pickle-flavored shaved ice, anyone?)

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Skol! Experimenting with Norwegian Aquavit.

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After having a very Norwegian Christmas last year, I came home to North Carolina psyched up about the possibility of cooking some of my family’s native cuisine.   Well, let’s just say I have been eager to try some things, but my motivation level was a lot lower than I thought.  It took all of about 4 months, but I have finally gotten it together enough to try my first Norwegian creation. 

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The Federalist menus: Dinner at the Federal

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Tony and I love venturing out to Durham. I feel like every time I head there, I find a place that I just fall in love with instantly. It’s nice to be pleasantly surprised and eating at the Federal (914 West Main Street, Durham, NC 27701) was no different. When I walked in, I almost walked back out. It looked like a nice bar to hang out at,and I loved the retro beer signs, but I thought it was just a normal bar and grill type setting. “Sorry Tony, it’s just a bar…” but I trailed off when something on the special board caught my eye. Osso Bucco? Sautéed root veggie?  What had we stumbled upon? Continue reading

Anti Valentine’s Day at The Market Raleigh

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After having an amazing brunch at Market a few weeks prior, we were so excited about their Anti Valentines day menu that we showed up an hour early.  Our interest had been piqued by the fact that the menu included duck heart and we assumed that like other restaurants we would be fighting for a seat on Valentines day.  Continue reading

Buffalo Chicken Dip FTW

Mix ingredients together, top with cheese, cook in an oven safe dish.  Voila!  Awesome spicy buffalo chicken dip.  Great for parties, potlucks, and the like. Enjoy…

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Recipe courtesy of my little sister:

 1 8oz pkg cream cheese, 1/2c buffalo wing sauce, 1/2pkt ranch dressing (dry) and 1/2c fat free greek yogurt (or drain regular yogurt). Mix together in mixer. Add 10oz can cooked chicken (I use the pouch kind, found at Target) and 1/2 c cheese. Spread in pan, add cheese on top to cover. Cook at 350 til bubbly (15-20min)

-Tony

Out to the Market

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When it comes to Brunch, it’s almost like a contact sport trying to beat the crowds in Raleigh (I must have sports on the brain, it is Super Bowl Sunday after all). If you don’t make that golden hour between church crowds and late Sunday risers, you could be waiting a long, long time for your pancakes. Add a hip little restaurant opening its doors for Brunch for the first time and you can see the dilemma. Luckily for Market (938 N. Blount Street, Raleigh, NC 27604), the food is so good, I would have waited a whole day for it.

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