Sometimes the search for good times and original images leads you to some unexpected places. Last Sunday, the search took me and a hearty band of food lovers to an interstate rest stop one hour northwest of Minneapolis. Why? Well, have you ever seen photos of gourmet food mere yards from an interstate? I hadn’t either, so I thought I’d fill that gaping void.

None of this would have happened if not for the involvement of Asher Miller, Executive Chef, Wolfgang Puck’s 20.21 Restaurant. The challenge I posed to Asher was to come up with twists on traditional road trip dishes and prepare them on the road – practically on the roadway itself, as it turned out. To my continued amazement, he accepted the challenge, and invited some friends and family along for the ride. So what did he come up with?

• Watermelon cubes with feta crumbles & balsamic
• Deviled eggs
• Local cheese plate, featuring blueberry & raspberry cheddars and aged gouda
• Tuna carpaccio atop crostini with citrus greens
• Mini burgers on homemade buns
• Grilled quail
• Potato salad
• Assorted Surly beers

The food was incredible, the weather perfect. Judging by the smiles in the photos, I think the lesson is that a well-crafted piece of food can drown out quite a bit of road noise.

One more thanks to pass on, and that goes to Rachel Sherwood, food stylist extraordinaire, for her invaluable help wrangling props and making Asher’s delicious food look its best.

I’ll be posting my first behind the scenes video from the shoot in the days (weeks?) to come, so stay tuned!

I have this tendency to hang out with people who like to push the envelope when it comes to food. The kind of people who order three pizzas when in reality we only need one, just for the variety. Who order one – of each – whatever the choices may be.

People like my friend Kelly, who cackle maniacally about something like. . . the Bacon Explosion.

Never heard of the Bacon Explosion? It might be best for your health that way, but now that you’re here I’ve gotta tell you about it. First you take yourself some bacon and you weave yourself a mat. (How’s that for a start?) Next, you take some pork sausage and layer it on top of the bacon mat. Then comes another layer of cured pork – could be fried bacon, could be pancetta, whatever you got. Throw in some barbecue rub spices, a pepper or two, then roll it all up and throw it on the smoker.

The Bacon Explosion is one of those things that you know you shouldn’t do, but you can’t help yourself; you know you should turn away, but you just have to look. It is, after all, made first and foremost of the tastiest food on the planet. It’s basically pig crack.

As I learned, the Bacon Explosion makes you do some nutty things. When I first asked Kelly if he’d be up for a day of bacon and photography, he got really excited, and proceeded to spend the couple weeks until the shoot day honing his menu and refining what would go in to our explosion. When the time came, the menu for Kelly and his wife Liz, my wife Johanna, and me, included:

• Brown sugar bacon-wrapped jalapeno poppers, filled with cream cheese, coconut milk, and pineapple
• One rack of ribs
• One beer butter sauce infused whole chicken
• Twice baked potatoes (topped with bacon. . . duh)
• One bacon explosion

Everyone was more than a little incredulous about the ribs and chicken on top of the main event, but as Kelly said, “I thought the Bacon Explosion was gonna look so small all alone on the smoker.” The last thing you want to do is give the Bacon an inferiority complex.

before

after

Huge thanks to Kelly and Liz for their willingness to take Johanna and me on an epic food adventure. Kelly’s prowess on the grill and in the kitchen is perfectly matched by Liz’s good-natured response to seeing Kelly unload 10 pounds of meat for dinner. The bacon hangover I suffered the next day did nothing to take away from the deliciousness, or the experience of pushing my personal bacon boundaries.

This expression says it all.

The finished goodness

Update: in the giving-credit-where-credit-is-due department, check out the BBQ Addicts site for a look at the original madness.