It’s Baltimore Restaurant Week, and I’m indulging in some thoughts of where I’d go — if usually these places had not sealed years ago.
I’d start off with a skinny buckwheat pancakes during a aged Woman’s Industrial Exchange on Charles Street and maybe lapse during lunch for those homemade, yeasty rolls, duck salad and tomato aspic. Dessert? Yes, greatfully — charlotte russe.
For a cheese omelet, I’d go to a Town and Country Room, a congested and mad lunchroom on South Street nearby a Inner Harbor. The lima bean soup was fabulous, supposing we like lima beans.
Horn and Horn on East Baltimore Street nearby Guilford Avenue was mobbed during lunchtime. No wonder. we would sequence sliced fry duck on a baking powder biscuit, maybe with boiled eggplant. The homemade vanilla ice cream there was unusual: It contained little specks of ice, along with specks of vanilla bean. There was also light chocolate, strawberry and coffee ice cream.
In a immature beef and blimp category, Schellhase’s on Howard Street kick a internal competition. we could not contend that was better, a beef, a gravy or a dumplings. It was served with unenlightened pumpernickel bread. Bring on a beer, that a proprietor, Otto Schellhase, cold only right. He also kept a accumulate of Maryland rye in a days when few people systematic it.
Baltimore had other sauerbraten competitors. Winterling’s in Southeast Baltimore was special, as were their homemade pies. The chronicle served during Haussner’s was not my favorite. we favourite a wiener schnitzel and hasenpfeffer. we elite a Haussner custard cake over a some-more glamorous glassy strawberry pie. The bread tray, in a epoch when a aged Stone’s Bakery (East Lombard Street) done a salt rolls, was another treat.
The lasagna during DeNitti’s in Little Italy was flattering special. The layers contained sliced hard-cooked eggs.
The aged selling district around Howard and Lexington streets offering lots of choices. The Virginia Dare, an superb rendezvous, reminded me of something out of Vienna. At one point, a Hutzler’s dialect store had 4 restaurants, all busy. we favourite a groundwork luncheonette for a unfeeling soup, duck food mein and chocolate ice cream sodas. The sixth-floor Quixie grill had a dessert transport (bliss on wheels) and offering slices of Lady Baltimore and Wellesley fudge cakes, as good as coffee sheer pie. There were good entrees too, though a dessert transport won out.
The grill subsequent door, during Hochschild Kohn, served a duck pot cake that tasted like homemade. The seven-layer bittersweet chocolate cake was conspicuous too.
I’m not a seafood decider — we don’t caring for it. we rest on a ambience of my late father, who was innate in South Baltimore; he pronounced that George Rossiter done good crab cakes during his grill during Hanover and Hamburg streets.
My seafood-loving friends raved about about a lobster cardinale or a shad roe during a aged Maison Marconi’s on West Saratoga Street.
As we were seated, a little plate seemed with shaved butter for a French-style bread. Friends have been perplexing to transcribe a residence salad (chopped greens, eggs, anchovies, tomatoes and some arrange of mayonnaise) given a grill sealed in 2005.
I systematic a plate called beef ragout, served with immature peas and little onions. The menu listed 4 varieties of sweetbreads — Sarah Bernhardt, bordelaise, creamed or broiled. How to collect from a potato preference — au gratin, julienne, crush brownish-red or lyonnaise? People who customarily did not like cauliflower altered their minds when a play of this restaurant’s creamed accumulation appeared.
No matter how most we had, there was always room for a vanilla ice cream and homemade chocolate sauce, served in a apart bowl. we mostly consternation how many people went to Marconi’s only for a chocolate sauce.
Regulars knew what a Coffey salad was during a aged Pimlico Hotel. It was a plate combined by one of a wait staff, Claudia Coffey. It was done with iceberg lettuce, hard-boiled egg, onion, tomato, garlic, oregano, Parmesan, anchovies, oil and vinegar.
And yes, there was a Preakness cake. It was a leader too.