Things we learned about famed Chicago Chef Rick Bayless on the Food is the New Rock podcast this week…
- He learned how to speak Portuguese at the age of 15, just so he could understand the lyrics on his bossa nova records
- His brother Skip Bayless (of ESPN fame) knows as little about food as he knows about sports
- It’s not a good dinner unless the music mix has people chair dancing
- He got super excited when Jimmy Buffet came into the restaurant, only to be disappointed when the Mayor of Margaritaville ordered wine.
This week’s podcast is now up and our guest is the drummer from one of my all time favorite bands… Patrick Hallahan from My Morning Jacket. After months of research he reveals his pick for Best Sandwich in America, plus his favorite places to eat in Chicago, the Carolinas, and Louisville. We also get him to tell us about Jim James’ childhood obsession with Little Debbie snack cakes, and how it has grown into an adult obsession with creme brulee. Plus he tells us how a lobster roll was responsible for the only MMJ gig he’s ever missed, his grandmother’s secret to cooking scrambled eggs, and which bands he likes eating with on tour.
Singer/Songwriter Meiko stopped by the Bronson Island studios this week to talk to us about fried chicken, Japanese food, and the origin of her name. Plus she clues us in to her favorite burger in NYC, her favorite pizza in Chicago, and her favorite poke in Hawaii, right before challenging Chuck to a turkey ball cook-off. We also get her to admit that she helped the Hanson brothers name their beer while on tour together (spoiler: it’s called MMMM Hop) even though one of them has terrible taste in cheese (Zac). Oh, and if you’re wondering why the episode is labeled “explicit”, it’s because Meiko had to go and mention chocolate covered penises. So there’s that also.
The lobster corn dog by Graham Elliot has to be the most original food we’ve had to date. I do have to mention the old giant burrito we had that fed a group of four because your four precious dollars went a long way in those days…