The Horseman Restaurant

Should have posted about this a while ago, but what can I tell you? Just before Halloween last fall we took the kiddies up to Sleepy Hollow to give them the full Halloween experience. Or at least that was the plan. I'm pretty sure they didn't care too much.

So we went up there, bought some crap in the gift shop at the Philipsburg Manor thing, walked around the cemetery at the Old Dutch Church for a while, then headed back into town for lunch. As we were driving we saw The Horseman restaurant and decided to stop. It's on the main street there (North Broadway).

Come on. Something called The Horseman? In Sleepy Hollow? Yes, it's gimmicky to attract loser tourists like me, but I'm a sucker for something like that. I have to stop at a place called The Horseman in Sleepy Hollow. I have to. Some things in life cannot be avoided.

The place is just a diner, but the food wasn't bad. We got "the Horseman Appetizer" (I told you I'm a sucker), which is cheese sticks, a potato skin, chicken tenders, and chicken wings. The wife had a chicken souvlaki wrap, and I had a hamburger with cheese, mushrooms, bacon, and onions. The kids had pizza. After tax and tip it was around $50. Not horrible.

It was a good time. Halloween. Headless horsemen. Sleepy Hollow. I love that shit. I love all that ghost shit. The reason is I'm not sure there's anything beyond this life, and I want to know if there is. So I watch all those ghost hunting shows, read stuff on the internet, the whole thing. Can't get enough of it. But that's for another time.

276 N Broadway

Sleepy Hollow, NY 10591

SB Follow-Up

So, the food was fine. I hate all the prep work for the stuff I made, though. Pain in the ass.

The only problem is that, at times like this, I want to make a fat pig of myself and eat and eat and drink and drink and pass out and wake up a few days later. But I was full and about to puke before halftime. So that sucked.

More importantly, ladies and gentlemen, can we please have a Super Bowl where the refs don't hand the game to the Steelers, as has happened before? Holmes did not get both feet down on that supposed TD catch:

Then, after the non-catch, why wasn't Holmes flagged for excessive celebration, which would have made the Steelers kick at the 15?

And please explain why the 12-4 Colts, who beat the Steelers in Pittsburgh, had to play at 8-8 San Diego just because the Chargers were the least pathetic team in a pathetic division? You win your division, fine, you get into the playoffs. But that should not get you a home game.

Super Bowl Eatin'

I'm gonna break with my usual rule that I don't post about meals that I cook myself. Because who cares?

But it's Super Bowl Sunday, so I'll pass along what we're doing tonight for what it's worth.

Last year it was traditional, breaded chicken wings, philly cheese steaks on an Italian flatbread thing, and I don't remember what else. Probably nachos with salsa.

That stuff was a big hit, and the wife (yes I watch the Super Bowl with the family, like a loser) wanted the same thing this year. But I can't do repeats the very next year.

I am repeating the wings because one of my kiddies likes them. The recipe is a heavily doctored version of a recipe from the Dean and Deluca cookbook, which I've had forever.

I wanted ribs this time, but the wife didn't. So I'll be making small pizzas with fontina cheese, sausage (no disgusting fennel), shiitake mushrooms, and fresh thyme if any is surviving in my herb garden. Those are from a recipe in Gourmet probably 4 or 5 years ago.

I'll also make spinach and artichoke dip. That stuff's easy--throw an Italian cheese blend into a bechamel and add the artichokes and cooked spinach. Maybe you want to brown it a little in the oven, too. My only advice is don't use canned artichokes. They put acid in there to preserve them and keep them from turning brown (I guess), and you can never get rid of that flavor.

Go Cards!