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College Visiting, Day 4

March 23, 2009

The night before when we were wandering around Middletown, we spotted a tiny little diner called O’Rourke’s. My mom, being the iPhone addict that she is, said that this was the only restaurant that was listed under best restaurants in Middletown on Urban Spoon. O’Rourke’s was open for St. Patrick’s day, but they didn’t have anything remotely vegetarian-friendly, so we decided to head back there for breakfast.

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This place was straight out of Diners, Drive-ins and Dives. Everything from the massive piles of hash browns crowding the skillet (the kind that covers huge amounts of surface area) to the old white guys sitting at the bar (obviously regulars, since the waitress kept saying stuff like “you’re late today!”).

Some Wikipedia stuff:

The diner was established in 1941 by John O’Rourke, who later brought the 1946 Mountain View diner car that anchored the diner’s distinctive appearance into Middletown.[3] His nephew Brian O’Rourke eventually became the establishment’s cook and owner[4].

On August 31, 2006, O’Rourke’s Diner suffered tremendous damage from a fire that broke out after a hamburger steamer was left on overnight.[5] Because the diner did not have fire insurance, fundraising efforts were launched[6] to cover the estimated $350,000 cost of repairs.[7] By June 2007, $180,000 had been raised and preparations for reconstruction were underway.[8] On February 11, 2008, following successful renovations which included assistance from the local community and Wesleyan University, O’Rourke’s was reopened at 5:00 am.[9]

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Also, note the 6 EGG OMELETTE on the menu. That’s more than a weeks worth of cholesterol. I can feel my blood pressure rising just thinking about it.RIMG0037

The menu was huge. The last time I went to a brunch place it was a terrible experience… two words– Bob Evans. Anyways, I learned from my past experience to try and order slightly less and not go overkill with pancakes and sugary toppings. Since the place was technically Irish, I figured their oatmeal must be pretty good. I ordered it with blueberries, bananas, and walnuts. I also ordered a scrambled egg on the side. I wanted to order a fruit plate too, but the waitress stopped me, informing me that the bowl of oatmeal would be HUGE.RIMG0046 RIMG0045

She was definitely right– I can stomach a lot of food in the morning, but not that much. I’m pretty sure the oats were steel cut, since they had a great chewy texture. My only complaint was that it had no taste… I’m so used to not having to sweeten my oats because I make them with bananas cooked in and then add in cinnamon and vanilla and a pinch of salt, but these had nothing. I added salt and some of the fruit toppings (aka SUGAR) from what my mom ordered, which was Irish soda bread French toast. She barely eats anything for breakfast, but the french toast came highly recommended. She didn’t like the fact that the fruit toppings (raspberry, peach and blueberry) were already slathered on the bread, but she loved the clotted cream. I stole a dollop to eat with my oats.RIMG0043

My dad ordered one of those cholesterol busting egg breakfast (but thank god, not the 6 yolk omelette). It had some crazy name… Irish Ecstasy or something cheesy like that. Either way, it was something we’d never heard of, whose name I’m blanking on… it was basically mashed potatoes and cabbage. This was served with corned beef, sunny side up eggs, Hollandaise and brown bread.RIMG0044

The brown bread was amazing! So dense and wholesome tasting… it was pretty flavorless, but in a good way, like those monastic Chinese buns that have come back into style.

We tried to eat, we really did… but we barely made a dent in it (although I’d say my dad did pretty well).RIMG0047

After breakfast it was time for the 9:00 Wesleyan tour!

Campus photos:

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Swimming pool!RIMG0061

They do sort of start to look the same after a while.

After Wesleyan, it was time to head to New Haven (Obviously to see Yale).

We drove through farmland. RIMG0062 RIMG0063

Once again, once we got to New Haven there wasn’t a lot of time to eat. We decided to wander and find somewhere to get a quick bite, when we spotted these. RIMG0064 RIMG0065

Amazing ethnic street food carts? How could anybody pass those up? Street food is definitely something Chicago is lacking. In addition to the Ethiopian cart, I saw a bunch of Indian stands, a few Mexican ones, a few Thai ones, and two Middle Eastern ones. I immediately headed for the Ethiopian cart and picked three dishes and injera, that spongy bread, for 5 bucks. Yes, 5 bucks. Well, actually 6, because I also got water. I picked spicy lentils, green beans and carrots, and spinach and potatoes. RIMG0070 RIMG0069 The injera came rolled in little scrolls.RIMG0074

I love the texture of injera… look how spongy it is!

My only complaint was that by the time I got to the bottom of the vegetables, there was literally a pool of oil on the plate. Other than that, they were amazingly flavorful and I couldn’t believe how cheap everything was.

My parents both headed for the Middle Eastern cart. I would have, and Middle Eastern is still my favorite cuisine, but I eat it all the time. Still, my dad and I ended up sharing and I can say with confidence that his food was at least as good as mine. He ordered fish, which came with rice, chickpeas, green beans and carrots, and some kind of yogurt sauce. It was AMAZING. The texture was flaky without being overcooked, and whatever they put on it, it was so perfectly spiced that I’m making myself hungry just thinking about it.RIMG0072

My mom ordered chicken, which you think would be the same, but she said it had been already marinated in some kind of yogurt mixture (almost like tandoori chicken?) and cubed, giving the breast meat, which is usually dry and bland, a lot of flavor. She got hers with pita instead of rice.RIMG0073

We sat down to eat outside on what were basically picnic tables. Tons of people were sitting there eating whatever street food they had bought. It was a great atmosphere.RIMG0066 RIMG0067 RIMG0068

Once we were done eating, we rushed to the information session. We didn’t end up going on the official tour because we had to be back in New York by a certain time, but we went on our own tour of the place.RIMG0076 RIMG0087 RIMG0094

Check it out: a cupcake truck! How sweet (pardon the pun) is that? Is New Haven known for street food or something?RIMG0088 RIMG0089

One of the reasons we had to head back to New York was that my dad was getting an award! A dinner was being held in his honor at the Knickerbocker Club (Ha, I know) on the Upper East side. I swear to god this was straight out of Gossip Girl. We were dressed up (I even wore heels, which is a feat for me) and as we walked into the club and climbed the carpeted spiral staircases, I saw waitresses in French maid outfits and actually thought to myself, “oh my god, it’s Doroda!”  RIMG0112 RIMG0128

I was pretty nervous about taking photos at first, for fear of seeming rude, but it ended up being okay. The bathroom looked like something out of a Betsey Johnson catalogue. RIMG0104RIMG0108 RIMG0105

Dinner was a set menu. The main course was lamb, but I requested fish instead. Actually, correction: I said I could eat fish or seafood, and they said, “You want fish? Okay.” I feel bad eating so much fish when I travel, but it tends to happen. In this case, I was lucky, since there was a more hardcore vegetarian at the table and they literally brought her a plate of vegetables.RIMG0115

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If you can’t read the font, the first course was smoked salmon and asparagus. I didn’t think it was an especially original idea, but according to everyone, it was really good quality salmon. I was laughing to myself that it was served with truffle oil, because that’s the most typical overly fancy and expensive condiment there is. In fact, the moment I walked into the club, I knew that among the hors d’oeuvres would be crab cakes and tuna tartare, and I was completely correct. There were even quail eggs!

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I don’t know what fish they served me or how they cooked it. All I know is that it was amazing and definitely not especially healthy. It was almost like scalloped potatoes– lightly breaded with some kind of eggy, cheesy crust. It came with the same vegetables as the lamb (skimpy portions though): brussel sprouts, carrots, green beans, and what I like to call “fancy tater tots.”RIMG0121

Dessert was an apple tart with vanilla ice cream (But of course, the menu had to point out that it was Tahitian vanilla). It was warm, instantly making it delicious. My philosophy is that anything warm with taste good with something cold mixed in (i.e. chili and sour cream). Of course, the ice cream got all melty… how could I not eat it? I ate the apples out of the crust but didn’t eat the crust. I just didn’t really feel like it, and there’s nothing like apple pie crust for me.RIMG0124

I also had some decaf, just to feel cosmopolitan.

My dad looks so happy with his award (it looked like an Oscar or something):RIMG0123 RIMG0126

So many ridiculous, extravagant outfits there. But check out this purse: RIMG0130

So to sum it up, fancy, expensive food. Very good quality, not necessarily imaginative.

What a long day! Every day on that trip felt like three. The day after we stayed in New York and ate at home (it was nice for a change… I even ended up eating cereal for dinner and loving it).

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