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Monday, October 12, 2009

Lunch Report: Fudpuckers in Destin, Fl

You are probably familiar with the hamburger place with the funny name, Fuddruckersgood burgers but overpriced for my tastes - but in Destin and Ft Walton Beach, there are two restaurants with a similar name called Fudpuckers. Go ahead; take a moment or two to play with the pronunciation of the name and you’ll get the little joke. Very good.
So we crossed the Mid-Bay Bridge with the idea of going to a place called the Crab Trap (recommended via teleconference by my daughter who had been stationed briefly at nearby Eglin AFB) when my son saw Fudpuckers and said he had been wanting to try it out for some time. In we pulled and it was a good thing. We were both famished having driven from just outside Tampa for the previous 7 or so hours with only a cup of coffee and sausage biscuit.

Fudpuckers is a big restaurant full of lots to look at including the obligatory Sharpie markings of tourists eager to let future diners know they were there. They have some live alligators swimming around in the children's play area just to keep you entertained while you wait roughly 20 minutes to be seated, and there is the usual signage that I enjoy to keep me occupied as I dine.
There are multiple dining and bar areas, and the ones we saw all had several TV’s. They have one channel playing that is dedicated to playing music video interrupted only by occasional commercials made by Father Fud, I assume the owner of the place. He hawks Margaritas big enough for two people, T-shirts, and generally tells you throughout your meal that if you aren’t happy, to let someone know about it.Our server, Michael was an older guy (well, at least my age I assume), and he was good, though apparently overworked with tables. We would find later that this was to our benefit. Michael took our drink order then brought us out a plate of complimentary hush puppies with some sort of dipping sauce. It was awesome! The hush puppies were really good but I noticed they tended to stick to my teeth. Must be some sort of paste they use to keep them together.After taking our orders, and shortly after bringing us our salads, Michael showed up with another set of complimentary appetizers, this time some fried mushrooms and a small bowl of fried pickles. My son and I looked at each other and thought that perhaps because we had both ordered the all you can eat seafood platter, this was their way of making it worth the $19.99 each. In fact, my son even suggested that it was all a ploy to get us stuffed before we even tasted any seafood, thereby lessening the chance that we would eat them out of house and home. The fried mushrooms were simply delicious, though the fried pickles could have used a little seasoning.

The way they work the all you can eat seafood deal is, you order up four types of fish selected from fried fish, grilled fish, popcorn shrimp, fried shrimp, grilled shrimp, calamari, and something else – maybe scallops or something. Then you select two sides (we both ordered house salads, I had a baked potato and my son had fries). When you have cleaned your plate, you can then select two more types of seafood from the list. If you eat all the sides and the complimentary appetizers they bring out, and then you order up another platter of fish after polishing off the plate they bring out, you are one seriously hungry bastard.
For the purposes of comparison to say, Texas Roadhouse, the salad was disappointing. But for an all you can eat seafood situation, I could live with it. The croutons were hard and lacked flavor, so I picked at the salad and basically ate maybe half of it.

When we finished the second set of complimentary appetizers (the mushrooms and the fried pickles), I was already worried that I wouldn’t even make it through half my seafood.
My son ordered the grilled fish, the grilled shrimp, the fried shrimp and I’m guessing some fried fish. I ordered the calamari, fried shrimp, grilled shrimp and fried fish. They came with a host of dipping sauces including some sort of honey thing, some cocktail sauce that was just awful, some tartar sauce and something else. We both agreed that the grilled and fried shrimp were both very good. His grilled fish was also good. They loaded up my platter with calamari, and like any calamari, while it is still steaming hot, it was good. But I only ate less than half of it. The fried fish had a good taste, but the batter it was fried in had that same sticky texture to it, and in fact, it was reminiscent of Mr. Cod. It was impossible to cut with just my fork, and that is not good. My baked potato came with butter and sour cream, but given the circumstances, it was only worth picking at.

Our waiter came out to see if we were ready for a second serving of fish and as you can guess, we weren’t even close to joining the Clean Plate Club. He seemed genuinely shocked that we would order the all you can eat fish and only have one serving. But, in looking at the menu, we had figured out ahead of time that the fish and shrimp platter was the same price as the all you could eat. By ordering the all you can eat, we got to try more than just the fish and shrimp. And of course, they gave us all those free appetizers.
Oh. And then there was the free appetizer thing. As it turns out, Michael really was stretched a little thin what with being the only server in our part of the restaurant, and he got the tables mixed up. There was a couple seated behind us who were pissed off that they did not receive their complimentary appetizers that they seemed to have a coupon for. Oops! Michael apologized profusely to them and of course, did not charge us for the inadvertent appetizers. Yay!
In the end, it was all good. Considering the amount of food we put down, the price (before tip) was under $50.00 was reasonable, especially for the atmosphere of the place. We were able to watch the second half of the Cowboys – Kansas City game on a big TV in one of the outer bars before heading for the Ft Walton Beach airport.
If you are looking for a cool place to take the family – especially kids who’d like to play around live alligators, or if perhaps you wanted to sit at one of the many bars and watch a game, this would be a nice place during your vacation. If you are looking for real quality seafood dining and not much more, you could probably do better at one of the many other places to eat in Destin.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Father's Day Report: Calls, Beds, Steaks...

Happy Father's Day to the fathers, single moms and people just being a dad even if you don't have to.

Before I tell you about lunch, I'll just tell you that I spent several hours hitting re-dial on my cell phone in an effort to contact my own father. I kept getting busy signals but figured every other kid who knows his card won't make it until Monday was frantically calling at the same time.

At some point, I decided to call my parent's cell phone and I got the answering machine. As soon as I realized I could get through to the same area code I started to get worried so I called one of my brothers. I got his answering machine. Then I called one of my sisters. She told me that she was driving from Destin down to Tampa and also was unable to get through to my parents, but thought it was just from being on the road and in a bad cell. Next, I called another sister near Minneapolis, and she had just assumed that other brothers and sisters were all calling in - there are seven kids in our family - thus the constant busy signals.

There is that sudden feeling that a child gets when his parents can't be reached in much the same way that a parent starts to worry about their kids. Funny how it works that way. I have heard of helicopter parents, but in this day and age of the Internet and cell phones and instantaneous information, have we all become helicopter kids too?

In just a few minutes, the cell phone rang and it was my older brother's number on the caller ID. It was my dad calling to say that they were at a Father's Day cookout, along with my other brother (hence his answering machine), and yes, their phone was out of service for some reason, and they never leave the cell phone turned on.

It makes me giggle to think about how in my parents youth, people went on trips or moved away and there was no communication save for that collect call from "Ivamadeit Togranmmashous" which was promptly declined, with relief. And our parents survived.

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My wife put on the huge surprise this year with the help of my son. I have hinted before about this awesome bed we saw while buying a mattress for our planned guest room. It is one of these fancy Tempur-Pedic deals with the ability to raise and lower the head and the feet and, just in case your back hurts, turn on the massage thing like it was in a seedy motel with all the quarters you can spend.

Over a period of days, my wife had made the purchase, arranged for delivery and as I walked out the door for work on Friday, she and my son moved into action to haul his bed down stairs into the garage, move our bed into my son's room and get the place ready for the delivery folks to bring me my Temur-Pedic, dammit!

When I got out to the parking lot after work, I checked my messages and my wife needed me to pick up laundry and grab some chicken for dinner. I had no idea I was being played to delay my return home.

When I got home, we ate, watched the news and such and finally, close to 6PM, I was ready to go upstairs and change. Usually my son and wife don't follow me upstairs. The next clue was that as I looked down the hall into my son's room, it was obvious furniture had been moved. Suddenly, my wife pipes up, "It was supposed to be a surprise..."
And as soon as I looked into my room and saw the middle of the floor completely empty, I realized what was going on.As it turns out, the delivery was to have taken place around 9 in the morning, but didn't make it until around 6:30 that evening. Surprise!

I was attempting to sleep in this morning when my wife put the phone to my ear and it was my daughter calling to wish me a happy father's day. I put a few more quarters in the bed and went back to sleep!

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Have you ever gotten an idea for something to eat from a cookbook but thought you'd alter the recipe? Me too. So this afternoon, I whipped up some steak sandwiches for dinner using some New York Strips, grilled and sliced, combined with strips of bacon, honey mustard, onions, and two cheeses. Call the paramedics now, because I can see this being a routine event.

Yesterday, I took these steaks and commenced to soak them overnight in buttermilk. I know, it sounds kinda gross but the folks over at Jeff Kay's WVSR have been talking about this particular method of tenderizing the meat for a week or two, and everyone agrees it rocks. Add me to that list.

After letting the New York Strips bathe in buttermilk for close to 24 full hours, I rinsed them off with cool water - then seasoned them with some sea salt and pepper.
I got some super thick sliced bacon and cooked that up, grated some cheese and even sautéed some onions in olive oil and Italian seasoning.Up next I buttered up these rolls we found at HEB so I could grill them to get 'em toasty. Once off the grill, my wife whipped out our electric knife and commenced to cut the steak into slivers. We weren't sure if this was a good idea or not, but as it turns out, it was a great choice. With honey mustard on the slightly grilled buns, I stuck strips of bacon, loads of steak and cheddar and swiss cheese on top. From there, the sandwiches hit the oven at 435 for about five minutes and we were ready to eat them. The side of fried potatoes made it perfect.

How was your father's day? Tell me about it.

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