{"id":3673,"date":"2011-05-22T16:05:11","date_gmt":"2011-05-22T23:05:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/?p=3673"},"modified":"2011-05-25T17:15:47","modified_gmt":"2011-05-26T00:15:47","slug":"a-modern-twist-on-an-old-travesty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/?p=3673","title":{"rendered":"A Modern Twist On An Old Travesty"},"content":{"rendered":"

I was casting about the kitchen in search of something for breakfast this morning (okay, this noon; I get so few opportunities to sleep in these days that when they present themselves I tend to go overboard). On weekdays my typical breakfast fare is pretty spare—a salmon patty, toast and coffee—but on the weekends I often feel free to let my hair….okay, my scalp….down and eat whatever I want. Often that’s exactly what I have most weekdays because it’s easy and it tastes good, but today I was in the mood for something a little different.<\/p>\n

I started by microwaving a bowl of leftover brown rice, then topping it with one of the aforementioned salmon patties. Feeling that the package was lacking a little oomph, I threw caution to the wind and plopped a fried egg on top; take that, arteries! Finally, looking for the coup de grease, I uncovered a container of homemade turkey gravy Margaret had concocted the previous week. What the hey, I warmed up a little of that and glopped it over the whole thing.<\/p>\n

I had, unwittingly, created a Northwest Loco Moco<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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For those unfamiliar, a Loco Moco is a form of surfer snack particular to the Hawaiian Islands. Most often served out of “Roach Coach”-style lunch wagons that perpetually crawl the parking lots of the more popular beach parks. In its purest form a Loco Moco consists of a pint- or quart-sized paper or styrofoam contianer filled with steamed white rice, topped with a hamburger patty, a fried egg and a gravy of dubious pedigree.<\/p>\n

Tremendously popular in my youth, the Loco Moco fulfilled the three most basic requirements of surfer cuisine; it was cheap, filling and above all, cheap. Having never been a surfer myself, I have eaten perhaps half a dozen Loco Mocos in my time growing up in Hawaii. The majority of them came from one or another of the aforementioned roach coaches; at least two of those I was unable to finish despite my hunger and my alley-cat stomach—they were fully that nasty. One of them, easily one of the best, was eaten at the late, lamented King’s Coffee Shop in McCully. And recently, I sampled a bit of Margaret’s outstanding Morimoto Moco when we visited his restaurant in Waikiki:<\/p>\n

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Overall, my personal riff on the Loco Moco theme was tasty, and certainly filling. But there was something a little off about it. Perhaps there was something, well, disingenuous<\/em> about the tarting up of a proletarian island delicacy like the Loco Moco that bled a little of the flavor out of it; call it the California Pizza Kitchen<\/a> Effect.<\/p>\n

Whatever may have been missing, I’m not sorry I tried it out. But next time I think I’ll try to recreate the authentic dish….minus the roaches.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I was casting about the kitchen in search of something for breakfast this morning (okay, this noon; I get so few opportunities to sleep in these days that when they present themselves I tend to go overboard). On weekdays my typical breakfast fare is pretty spare—a salmon patty, toast and coffee—but on the weekends I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3673","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-roominations"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3673"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3709,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3673\/revisions\/3709"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3673"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3673"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.uncle-andrew.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3673"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}