Ruth’s Chris Steak House

I guess I just had to try it. Sean Hannity talks Ruth’s Chris up so much. And you know what, they do serve a pretty darn good steak. I comes too hot to eat and stays hot for the entire meal. In the long run that is good and they do serve as good a steak as I’ve eaten. I’d say about 10% better than any I’ve had, but at twice the price. Do the math, I did, and I don’t expect to go back. It’s kind of like the old 80/20 rule. 80% of the results come from 20% of the effort, to get the other 20% of the results you seek, you need to put in the other 80% of effort. In most cases it just isn’t worth it and neither is Ruth’s Chris.
Counting Calories
Try this little quiz. Guaranteed to surprise you about which foods have the most calories. I only got 50% correct. Let me know how you did.
The Rewind Diner
Kanab, Utah is known for hosting the crews of the old Hollywood Westerns which were often filmed in the area. Set amid beautiful western scenery and fixed between Zion, Grand Canyon and Lake Powell, this little city is a great stopping off point for a bite to eat. I had intended to eat another Chicken Fried Steak at the Frontier Trails Cafe. I’d eaten there a few years back on the way to a hiking expedition to Cheyava Falls in the Grand Canyon. Their CFS was awesome and the gun slingin’ waitresses were a lot of fun to watch. But alas and serendipitously, they were closed for the season. And so it is that we lucked into a rare little treat. We went to the Rewind Diner instead.
This great little diner is situated right on Main Street Kanab and presents the finest food in Southern Utah. Shon and Elizabeth Foster, both trained Chefs, decided to leave the busy city for a more rural life in which to raise their children. Kanab is the benefactor of their move as were we. Who expected to find gormet food in this little out of the way place. The Salmon Salad was fresh and imaginative, presented beautifully with flat bread and dipping sauce. Their grilled Sugar Cane Shrimp was marvelously prepared and tasted like a bit of Heaven. We tried our first Falafel and loved it. For desert we had a wonderful Raspberry and Chocolate Ganache that was interesting, delicious and beautifully presented. The even brought us a 1890’s style, vintage bottle of Coke.
If the food wasn’t outstanding enough, we lucked out and arrived after the lunch rush and were priviledged to get acquainted with Shon and Elizabeth. If you like the Food Channel, like we do, you’ll love the Fosters. Charming, engaging, and knowledgeable, they freely shared their experience and love of cooking with us, offering tips and much needed advice. They encouraged our curiosity and desire to better learn the fine art of adventuresome cooking. They even encouraged us to take a correspondence course from the Culinary Institute of America and get our own Chef’s Certificate.
If you’re ever in Kanab, don’t miss this amazing little stop over. You’ll love the food and Shon and Elizabeth are sure to treat you right and make you wish you were a year round resident. When you do, say hi for us will you?
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Mom’s Cafe
About sixty miles short of the West end of Interstate 70 lies the sleepy little town of Salina, Utah. If you take the Salina exit from the freeway and pass the gas stations, convenience stores, and fast food joints, where most travelers stop, and drive on into town to Mom’s Cafe, you’ll give yourself a culinary reason to rejoice!
Mom’s Cafe has been serving homey, delicious meals since 1926. Caroline Jensen “Mom”, shows up to run the place every day. Caroline can’t possibly have been the original 1926 Mom, she’s much too young.

I first heard about Mom’s from Robert Fulghum in his book, It Was On Fire When I Lay Down It. He claimed Mom’s had the second best Chicken Fried Steak in the World. The best being from a cafe in Payette, Idaho. I went to Payette for the express purpose of eating the best, but that cafe had gone out of business.
Whether it is by attrition or just plain great food, Mom’s Chicken Fried Steak appears to have qualified as THE BEST. Regardless, it is the best I’ve ever enjoyed. Caroline says the secret is grilling, rather that deep frying the steak. I promise you, there is more to the secret than that. It is delicious!
I will continue my quest for the best Chicken Fried Steak on earth. If I ever find one better than Mom’s, I’ll be sure a let you know. In the mean time, if you’re ever in Central Utah, don’t miss Mom’s.
My travelling companions both had Mom’s Salmon, which I sampled. I was jealous I hadn’t ordered that. You don’t get better Salmon in the best seafood restaurants. Moist, tender, flaky and seasoned perfectly.
Don’t miss Mom’s pies for dessert! I’d like to have sampled every one! I chose her Blueberry Sour Cream pie and was wowed by both the crust and the filling. Some of the best pie I’ve ever enjoyed!
In today’s world of pre-prepared, even manufactured food, there’s nothing like good old, from scratch, home cooking.
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My Chicken Pot Pie!
We practically raised our kids eating those easy, cheap frozen pot pies from the grocery store. But, I’ll bet I haven’t eaten one for ten years. After a while they just didn’t do it for me.
Lately though, I’ve had a hankering for one. I decided to make them myself. I wanted something special. Having never had any other than those cheap store bought ones, I don’t have a standard to shoot for. But, hey, how hard can it be?
I decided to give it a go and after making it twice in a week, with nothing but rave reviews from all eaters, figured it was time to share my recipe.
Ingredients:
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4 – boneless skinless chicken breasts, steamed and cubed
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1/2 cup – ham, cubed
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2 – large potatoes, cubed
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1 – large carrot, cubed
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2 – stalks of celery, chopped
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1/2 – yellow onion, chopped
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1 clove – garlic, pressed
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1 cup – frozen peas
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1/2 – small butternut squash, cubed
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1/2 cup – Craizins (dried cranberries), chopped
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8 tbsp – butter
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4 tbsp – all purpose flour
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4 cups – milk
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1 tsp – salt
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1/2 – tsp fresh ground pepper
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2 – tsp – chicken bullion
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2 – Pillsbury pie crusts
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1 heaping tbsp – fresh sage, chopped
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1 – egg, beaten
Wash the chicken and place in a steamer basket. Steam on high heat for 10 minutes. It’ll be okay if the chicken isnt’ entirely done at this point.
Saute’ onion and garlic in 4 tbsp of butter.
Cube steamed chicken (so nice and tender) and add to the sauteing onions. Add sage. Simmer until time to add to the remaining ingredients.
Now steam all of the remaining vegetables. They too, don’t have to go until they’re entirely soft. 10 minutes should do it.
In a pot make a roux with 4 tbsp butter, flour, salt and pepper. A blond roux would be fine, but I want a yellower sauce so I cook the roux, stirring constantly, until becomes a golden brown. Add milk and bring to a boil, stirring constantly until it thickens. Add bullion.
Add sauteed chicken, vegetables, Craizins and ham to the sauce.
Place mixture in oven proof, individual sized, deep pie dishes. Unroll the pie crusts and lay over the top. Trim the edges. You can piece the pie crust with scraps of crust, it doesn’t have to be whole. Sweetie thought the pieced ones were cuter and more appealing. With your fingers, press the dough to the edge of the dish. Brush the crust with egg. With a parring knife cut four vent holes.
Bake in preheated oven at 350 degrees for 25 minutes or until crust is golden brown.
Enjoy!
Makes four six inch pies or six 4 1/2 inch. My last batch I doubled the recipe and ran out of dishes. Not wanting to waste the remaining pie filling I made a couple of Pasties. To do this you need to let the filling cool. Lay your crust over a cereal bowl and tuck the crust into a bowl shape being careful not to stretch the crust. Fill the cavity and then fold the crust up over the filling. Pinch together in four tucks and trim off the extra. Carefully turn the tucked side down onto a greased cookie sheet, brush with egg, vent at the very top and bake as before.
Pasties are often served with gravy or melted butter over the top. We just ate them as they were, right out of the oven.
Seed Stew
I’ve had this idea for quite some time and finally, this past weekend, I gave it a try. I began the recipe in celebration of the venerable bean. Of couse and as usual, I got carried away and the result went quite beyond the intended beans.
Ingredients:
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1 – 16 oz can of black beans
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1 – 16 oz can of kidney beans
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1 – 16 oz can of Great Northern (white) beans
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1 – 16 oz can of baby lima beans
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1 – 16 oz can of butter beans
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1 – 16 oz can of cut green beans
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1 – 8 oz can of green peas
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1 – 16 oz can of chicken broth
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1 – 16 oz can of chicken
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2 - tbs butter
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1/2 – white onion
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1/2 - bulb of fennel
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1 lb – of Kielbasa Sausage cut in one inch chunks
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1 tbsp chili powder
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2/3 cup shelled pistachios
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1/2 cup roasted pumkins seeds
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2 tbsp sesame seeds
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1/2 tsp garlic powder
Chop and saute the onion and fennel in the butter in a large pot. Add all remaining ingredients, (include the liquids), bring to a boil and simmer for 45 minutes. Brighten with a few sprinkles of red wine vinegar and serve.
This makes a large pot to share with family and friends. It freezes well and is even better reheated.
My father always lamented the fact that my mother perpetuated the Beans, Beans, the Musical Fruit song into my generation. Had it not been she, it would surely have been someone else. Of course we were delighted to be the first among our peers to know and share this delightful little ditty. Mom also counselled us to eat bread with our beans, which she asserted would stop the inevitable gas. It didn’t!
Somehow, however, Seed Stew did not produce such effects. Perhaps it was canned beans, which we don’t ordinarily use. Perhaps it was the combination that magically rendered the concoction inert. Most likely it was a fluke. That said, there are no guarantees, at least until the recipe has been widely field tested. Let me know of your results.
I have a mind to try peanuts, sunflower seeds, corn and who knows what other kinds of seeds in this easy and delightful soup.
Hope you find Seed Stew as delicious as we did!
Proper Tools
Nothing my sweetheart has done to foster my cooking has been more significant than supplying me with the proper tools. Being a man with a tool fetish anyway, it was only natural that such a lust would carry over to the kitchen. My workshop is well equipped. I wouldn’t expect to build something worth the time and materials without tools that would facilitate a fine product. The same applies to the kitchen.
I invited myself to her first Pampered Chef party. I was the only man in attendance. The presenter was a bit awkward having me there. I kept asking questions. Well, look, that chopper was fantastic! I fell in love right away! But I wanted the Binford 2000 version that could chop of whole head of cauliflower at once! Arrr! Arrr! Arrr! I mean we’re not messin’ around here, there’s food to cook!
My enthusiasm was contagious though and we now have a well stocked kitchen with nearly every tool imaginable. Drawers and cupboards full of tools and appliances all designed to prepare what we eat in an efficient and delectable manner. We are both amazed at how much more fun cooking is and at how frequently each tool finds it’s way to the dishwasher.
Now, don’t rush out and break the bank stocking up on tools. I’ve camped for a week with nothing more than a cast iron frying pan and a pocket knife. You can get by with what you have. Just work toward improving your collection of implements.
Without a doubt, the most versatile and well used tool in our kitchen is our Kitchen Aid Mixer (pictured above.) From mixing Dilly Bread to Whipped Potatoes, Banana Shakes to Pancake batter, Meringue to cookie dough, that little implement is on the job, day and night. That baby’s got horsepower Arr! Arrr! Scared the bejeebers outa my brother-in-law though, when my nephew stuck a finger in to get some cookie dough while she was cranking. He scolded the kid and told him he was never allowed near a mixer again! Now that was unconscionable in sweeties book and she said so. “Now, I’m sure,” she said, “that safety is important, but if little Joey was going to the bathroom and the seat fell down on his little tally-wacker, would you tell him he could never use the toilet again!?” Poor kid could have been frightened of the kitchen for life! For goodness sakes, be careful, but don’t forget to have some fun and steal a little cookie dough once in a while.
For Christmas sweetie requested a Kitchen Aid Food Processor. Who was I to complain. Binford can’t touch that baby. Whole heads of cauliflower here I come! Were talking broccoli soup in an instant! This is going to be good. And she doesn’t even mind if I have a turn at it!
Fiddling With My Food!
We’ve all heard it, that scolding, scalding, “Don’t fiddle with your food!”
Well, now I’m old and retired, have some time on my hands and an encouraging wife and there’s nobody around anymore, who cares if I play with my food. So I’m going to play to my heart’s (and stomach’s) content!
I’m not an expert at anything. Heck, I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I’m most certainly not an expert at food, but I enjoy it, eat it, cook it and best of all – I play with it. Who wants to eat the same old stuff day after day? For that matter who wants to be confined to the same old recipies day after day. I’ve been experimenting with life for the past 57 years and now, I’ve decided to experiment with food.
I’ve had a modicum of success lately, at inventing my own recipies. I’ll be sharing some with you, which you can duplicate if you wish. But, I’ll also be sharing the adventure with you in hopes of encouraging you to do some experimentation of your own. So, my blog is not so much to give you a window on my lab (kitchen) as it is to encourage you to fiddle with YOUR food!
Hi, my name is Myke and I’m an addict. I’ve been hooked on food ever since Dr. Worthlin severed my umbilical chord. And unlike my friend Darwin, I love to eat! I have never met a food I didn’t like! I have eaten Balut and Durian in the Philippines. (Both are especially suited for fiddling with.) I’ve eaten Cod Tongues in Newfoundland and Fried Green Tomatoes in Georgia. I’ve had Century Eggsin Hong Kong and Borschtin Chicago. I have loved them all and eagerly look forward to trying other wonderful and new tastes, textures and temptations. Through it all I’ve only failed to acquire at taste for one thing – Buttermilk. I love to cook with it, but drinking it straight, like my mother often did, remains a challenge for me. I do make use of it (straight) though. When driving, should I get sleepy, butter milk is my perfect remedy. Instead of taking NODOZE I buy a quart of buttermilk. I promply take a big swig straight from the carton. Then I tell myself, “If you get sleepy, you’re going to have to take another swig.” Works every time.
Just writing this has made me want to make up a big batch of my mother’s Spanish Rice. I’ll spread it all out flat on my plate as I did as a child. Then, without any fear of reprimand, I’ll cut trenches, paths and avenues through it as I merrily eat away!
P. S. My sweetheart is a better cook than I and every bit as adventurous. She’s taught me most of what I know about the kitchen. We cook separately and together and the kitchen is the favorite room in our house. Much of my fiddling will include her and I look forward to her contributions to my plate and palate.






