I Suggest a “Worchexit” to Keep Our Dishes American

The new Duke and Duchess of Sussex flaunting English Lea & Perrins Sauce at the wedding.

 

We may have won the Revolution, and the War of 1812, but the English have been invading the U.S. in a very discreet but powerful way since 1839. And New York Business man John Duncan, is the Benedict Arnold responsible for this secret mutiny. He’s the man who first started importing a brown sauce made by English Chemists John Lea and William Perrins, originally for a retired English Lord, who governed India.
We’ve avoided calling our cookies “biscuits’, we’ve avoided calling cakes “Puddings”, and you won’t find mushy peas on very many U.S. menus, nor will you find Americans eating Marmite with breakfast. But the English have succeeded in getting us addicted to their ubiquitous brown Worchesteshire sauce. They’ve secretly plotted to have it put in nearly every American dish from soup to stew. It’s in some of our most beloved American cocktails and dishes. It’s in our Bloody Mary – even though invented in Paris, its name was changed from the Red Snapper in the U.S. It’s in the deviled egg, which shows up at summer picnics and family events across the country. It’s in our most American of barbeque sauces. It’s even – God forbid – in Cincinnati chili!! How could the Macedonians allowed for this English travesty!
So now that the British have brexited out of the European Union, they force another union on us with the marriage of Prince Harry and Megan Markle. OH yeah, we should all be SOOO happy that one of our most beautiful actresses has been taken out of commission now to be the Real Housewife of England’s Ginger Prince. She is no longer allowed to offer an American hug, eat shellfish, or play the Game of Monopoly! How un-American is that? If the Royal couple visits New Orleans, she won’t be allowed to participate in a crawfish boil. If they visit Maryland – Megan can’t indulge in a crab cake. If they visit Gulf Shores or Florida, they can’t even taste shrimp. But she could have a Bloody Mary, or barbeque ribs, because of the English ‘brown poison’ that’s in their formulae.

The British have been laughing behind our backs for centuries.   I mean what is even the correct pronunciation of the evil brown sauce?    They named it after one of the longest cities in Britain, and don’t even pronounce all the letters in its name!  What the heck happened to the “chest” in the middle?    And, they’ve certainly been confusing us with their fussy table settings.   What American knows the difference between a shrimp fork and an oyster fork?

They’re even trying to endear us to their culture by forcing their TV shows on us, like Shameless and the Great British Baking Show.     Paul Hollywood thinks he’s so suave with his baking prowess.
They’ve even done something terribly sinister with the American version of Lee & Perrins – they removed the Malt vinegar, replacing it with distilled white vinegar, and put three times the amount of sugar and salt in our version to clog our arteries and raise our blood pressure. Although the Lee & Perrins brand has been owned by American Heinz since 2005, I bet if you peel the onion layers far enough you’ll find a connection to British nobility.

On 21 May 2009 Her Majesty The Queen and His Royal Highness The Duke of Edinburgh visited the Heinz Beanz factory in Kitt Green near Wigan to mark the 50th Anniversary of the official opening of the factory. The Queen also opened a new packing operation.
But now that Megan’s signed the register, the English can now say, “Oh you think you’re SOO American with your Barbecue sauce made with our English Worchestershire.” It’s almost as if they’ve been laying the groundwork for having their now Duke and Duchess of Sussex live in the U.S., which they’re rumored to be considering. We can’t really stage a “Worchexit”, removing all English Worchestershire from our beloved American foods. It’s really too late for that. The English probably even colluded with the Japanese to create the current buzz around Umami – the new fifth taste in addition to sweet, sour, salty, and bitter. Now that all brown fish sauces like Worchestershire are associated with Umami, our celebrity chefs won’t allow for it to be let go. Umami is all they can talk about on Chopped and America’s Next Top Chef.

And how fussy are the list of ingredients in Worchestershire?  It has two types of vinegar – malt and spirit, molasses, sugar, salt, anchovies, onions, garlic, tamarind, cloves, and probably lemon, pickles, pepper and soy (there’s the Japanese collusion right there!).
Ok I admit, I do have English ancestry on my mother’s side, but we don’t talk about it much. My Grandfather’s ancestors came from a coastal part of Suffolk, called Horsey-next-the-sea, which even is the origin of another English sauce I’m addicted to, Horsey sauce. So what is an American to do to ? Can we agree to rename Worchestershire something more American like Liberty Brown and stop this British invasion right here?

 

The Inventor of the Pringle’s Can and My Role in Abdominal Cramping and Loose Stools

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A recent article in Gastro Obscura hailed the inventor of the Pringles can, Cincinnatian Fredric John Bauer. He happens to be buried in Arlington Memorial Gardens in Mt. Healthy, near where my paternal grandparents and several aunts and uncles also lie in rest. Bauer invented the iconic snack tube in 1966, and was so proud of his invention, that he had his ashes interred in one of those tubes – I’m not sure which flavor, though.
The article made me think of an early career connection I had to Pringles and their tube. One of my favorite career gigs was as a mixing design engineer for Chemineer in Vandalia, Ohio. It was my first gig, as a fresh graduate of UC’s Chemical Engineering Program. It was great experience and exposure to a variety of industries. I was young, green and hungry to see the world of chemicals. I developed mixing systems that mixed together the ingredients in products like Campbell’s Tomato Soup, and Baxter Health latex ‘finger cots’ – use your imagination on what those are used for.
One of the most interesting mixing designs that I completed was for the tank farm that mixed the Olestra products at P & G in St. Bernard, Ohio. I designed several mixers from our newly acquired ProChem line for these tanks. The product line started as a rugged line for the mining industry. The mixers I designed for P & G were to be mounted on the side of the large several thousand gallon tanks.
After I left that first job, I went to a work as a process engineer at a chemicals plant right across from the Olestra Plant. I had the opportunity to see that plant being built and my designs installed. And I passed them every morning on my way into work.
Olestra was the fruits of an accidental discovery by P & G engineers in 1968 of a fat that didn’t absorb into the body. It was derived from sucrose and could bond with six, seven or eight fatty acids, greater than the three fatty acids on the Triglyceride molecule of the dietary fat used in snack foods. What that meant was that the large Olestra molecule was too big and irregular to move through the wall of the intestine and be absorbed into the bloodstream. As a result it became a fat substitute for high-fat snack foods like potato chips and Pringles, after its FDA approval in 1996, which was right at the time I designed the mixing systems. The only problem, everyone found out, was the side effects on the gastrointestinal system. You see Olestra caused at the very least abdominal cramping, and at its full effect – caused loose stools or ‘anal leakage.’ The FDA required all snacks like Pringles and Frito Lay Wow! Chips with Olestra to head this warning visibly on the outside of their packaging. And, as you might imagine, this didn’t make the product very popular, especially since most folks felt the full side effects. I tried the Olestra products myself and I was a full-side effects consumer. Why would anyone in their right mind sacrifice incontinence for a high-fat snack food?    No delicious snack food is worth these side effects.   I guess they do taste better than Metamucil.   Olestra also inhibited the absorption of some vitamins – notably A, D, E, and K.

So, its popularity as a fat substitute dropped it off the snack food scene. But P & G had spent so much money on its research that they searched for other uses. It was investigated as a cosmetic additive, but now it’s used as an industrial lubricant.
So no offense, Mr. Bauer, you may have invented the Pringles can, but I enabled uncomfortable anal leakage for millions of snack brand consumers. I however, will not be buried in a Pringles can.

The Ohio Shredded Chicken Sandwich

I am in love with summer regional festivals. It’s where we truly get to celebrate our regional American foods, some of which are getting harder and harder to find. One regional food native to the farmlands of Ohio is the Ohio Shredded Chicken sandwich – also called the sloppy chicken or hot pressed chicken sandwich. Chic-fil-A has spoiled us into thinking that all chicken sandwiches are perfectly shaped, tender patties, marinated in pickle juice, and served with a heaping side of deep fried waffle fries. But come with me back to the days when chickens were free range in Ohio, back before the turn of the last century.
Back then, chickens on the farm were only butchered when they stopped laying eggs. The Mega Poultry farms and fried chicken chains were not everywhere like they are today. Fried chicken was a Sunday dinner type of thing, expensive and a treat that wasn’t had during the week. By the time of infertility, the chickens were older and their meat tough. So, the only thing to do with the tough meat was to cook until tender and make basically, creamed chicken. Ingenious farm cooks, shredded the cooked meat, marinated them in cream, chicken bouillon or cream of chicken soup, and thickened with flour, Ritz crackers, or saltines and served on a hamburger bun.
Some hyper local recipes call for thickening the shredded chicken with local Ohio potato chips like Ballreich’s (Tiffin, Ohio) or Jones’ (Mansfield, Ohio). Others combine both cream of chicken with cream of celery soups.
They became the standard of church potlucks, school lunch menus, graduation parties, football and basketball concession stands, and drive-ins in central and northern Ohio – specifically the counties of Licking and adjoining Franklin counties. There is one official site, created by Tom and Donna Thorpe, which lists all the restaurants, root beer stands, creamy whips and drive-ins in central Ohio that serve this old delicacy – chickensandwich.info. They have been researching this regional food for over 16 years and say it’s available nowhere else outside Ohio. They moved to southern California and could not find their beloved shredded chicken sandwich.
Some meat markets serve their own take-home shredded chicken sandwich mixes – Roots Poultry in Fremont, Ohio, has the most version available, and Brinkman’s Turkey Farms in Findlay’s canned products can be found here in Cincinnati.

The closest places to Cincinnati listed on the Thorpe’s list are Springfield and Gahanna, Ohio. One place the chicken sandwich can be had that is not on the Thorpe’s list is at the Shandon Strawberry Festival, happening Saturday, June 9, hosted by the Shandon Congregational Church in Butler County, Ohio. Shandon is an old Welsh farming community about 5 miles west of Ross, Ohio, filled with historic buildings and antiques shops. An antique tractor show accompanies the event, as well as an open house at the Shandon Historical Society and Museum. Don’t miss the event for the best local homemade strawberry ice cream and shortcake, and of course the beloved Ohio shredded chicken sandwich.

Mexican Chelas – My New Favorite Summer Beer Drinks

A chela cubana before adding the beer.

I thought the Dutch and the Germans had the monopoly on ‘shandifying’ or adding weird things to their beers. They even have a name for it – “biermischgetranke” (beer mixed drinks). They like to add things like carbonated lemon soda, peach flavored lemonade, raspberry syrup, or woodruff syrup to typically light wheat beers.
But a recent trip to Mexico City has me thinking the Mexicans might have a leg up on their ‘chelas’ or beer drinks.

 
The Michelada is a typical beer mixed drink had all throughout Latin America. I had my first exposure to this on a business trip to Guatemala several years ago. It’s basically a bloody mary with beer and it’s really good!

But Mexico City has its own version that removes the clamato or tomato juice of the bloody mary mix and just uses the brown sauces. It’s called the Chela Cubana. It uses equal parts Maggi soy sauce, an “English Sauce” like the most popular Crosses and Blackwell English Sauce (like Worcestershire or A1), a few squirts of tabasco and Mexican lime juice (more similar to a key lime) in a tall salt rimmed glass. You can use any beer – dark or light. We tried it with Indio and Victoria.

 
The Chela Cubana may sound disgusting, but is actually very refreshing it has the umami of the soy/English sauce, a bit of tart and acid from the lime, and a bit of sweet, and just a little bit of spice from the tabasco.

 
I tried it at three places, but the best was at a local bodega called Hosteria La Bota – Café of the Boot, where we paired it with the local favorite dish, octopus in its own ink and a mushroom soup – all super-umami-y. We also had it paired with grilled fish and chorizo topped pizza.

The refreshing chela la guanabana.
In addition to the savory chelas, the Mexicans also have fruity versions. These mix beer with fruits like guava and an interesting one called guanabana, that result in more of a mildly beer flavored fruit smoothy. I tried the one with guanabana for lunch and loved it. The guanabana is often called the soursop, a type of custard apple. When mixed with a beer it has a banana, custardy flavor that is super-refreshing.
I’ve already made my own and substituted the English sauce with Worcestershire, the tobasco with chipotle powder, and didn’t have any Mexican lime, and it was good, but nothing compared to what I had in Mexico City. I plan to experiment with formulations this summer.

Brazil’s German Immigrant Community and their Catharina Sour Beers – Coming to Cincy?

 

In the southern part of Brazil, there is a strong German influence from colonial times. You’ll find as many German surnames there as you will in Cincinnati. German dialects – like Brazilian Hunsruckisch and East Pomeranian – are the second most spoken first languages in Brazil, after Portuguese. German immigrants made about 50% of the immigrants in the southern Brazilian state of Santa Catarina.

 
Traditional German beer styles are well recognized and popular. A rising craft brew scene is blossoming – causing the fusion of traditional German styles with the wide availability of tropical fruits, many of which are too fragile to be imported to the U.S.
This has created a local style known as the Catharina Sour recognized and described by the BJCP. They describe the style as a standard strength wheat ale that has been kettle soured and has fresh tropical fruit added. It is similar but not equal to a Berliner Weisse and used both what and Pilsner malts. It’s meant to be light and refreshing for warm weather, and is highly carbonated. The sour level is moderate but shouldn’t be so sharp as to overshadow the fruit. The recipes use a lactobacillus souring agent like Yakult 40 brand probiotic drink for the souring, in addition to an ale yeast.

 
Florida craft brewers have a similar style called the Florida Weisse, which is type of fruit beer, but fits the Berliner Weisse style more than the Catharina Sour.

 
There are several breweries in the Brazilian state of Santa Catarina (after whom the sour category is named). Daerneys combines passionfruit and dragonfruit. Armada Cervejeira in Sao Jose has a tangerine sour. But the homebrewers also use guava and tamarind, wild raspberry, butia (a rainforest fruit), pineapple, and other local wild berries.

So far none of the Cincinnati area breweries making sours like Streetside in Columbia-Tusculum, or Urban Artifact in Northside are making Catharina Sours. The only American-made Catharina Sour I know of is the Guava Sour by Adelbert’s Brewery in Austin, Texas, but I am on the lookout at Jungle Jim’s, The Party Source, and Market Wines for others.

 

Bacher Rye: A Rye to Rival Rubel

For a city like Cincinnati, with such a large German-American population, it’s hard these days to find a good rye bread.  Thankfully, there are still a few family owned bakeries, like Wyoming,  North College Hill and the new Allez in Over-the-Rhine who make good rye breads.   When you talk about Cincinnati rye breads to older locals, Rubel’s always comes up as the best.   People who grew up eating Rubel’s Heidelburg Rye lament the day the factory closed its doors in 1978.

But the oldest, continually baked rye bread in Cincinnati is an underknown one called Bacher’s Rye.   It’s still being baked by the Wyoming Pastry Shop, which obtained rights to the bread, patented “Cincinnati’s Original Bacher Rye,” in 1980, with help from Simon Lazarus, a native of Wyoming, and a super-fan of Bacher Rye.  With the closing of the bakery, he wanted to be able to still eat his favorite rye bread.  So he bought the recipe and gave it to the owner of Wyoming Pastry.     That was German immigrant, Erich Reschke, who passed the bakery on to his son and daughter-in-law, Phil and Kim Reschke.

Bacher Bakery was a Clifton Bakery, started in the early 1920s by Alsatian immigrant George Bacher at 277 West McMicken.    He had immigrated to Cincinnati in 1877 after the devastating Franco-Prussian Wars.    He  then moved the bakery to 24 East University, and then 2033 Vine Street.      The bread became famous as a sponsor of the Ruth Lyons show in the 1950s, when she invented the talk show format that made Oprah Winfrey a multi-millionaire.

Bacher’s rye has a deep rye flavor, with seedy caraway notes in each bite.  Originally it was called Bacher’s Kummel Rye – kummel being the German word for caraway.    Rye is hard to make today at home because it requires ingredients really only available to the commercial baker – caraway emulsion (a concentrated caraway flavor) and powdered rye sour.

My father, who is the equivalent of a sommelier of  Cincinnati Rye Bread, has always said a good rye bread MUST have caraway seed inside, even better if encrusted on the outside.    My mother, who grew up in her father’s bakery, adds that a good rye bread must have a crisp outer crust, and a soft, chewy inside.   Growing up in a post-Rubel and post-Grandpa’s bakery rye world, our family’s conciliatory go-to rye was the commercially made Klosterman Cincinnati Rye.   It does have a good rye and caraway flavor, but it’s not my Grandpa’s rye bread by any means.   It was our vehicle for braunschweiger, pickled herring (matjes), limburger cheese, and goetta.

The recipe for Bacher’s rye bread goes back even further than the 1920s to an even older Cincinnati Bakery.      The 1941 Cincinnati Directory notes that the Bacher Bakery were makers of “Schneider Rye”.     That’s because,  in 1922, George Bacher was the foreman baker at Schneider Bakery, living next to the owner, Charles Schneider at 1428 Walnut Street.     In the next few years, he took his knowledge and opened his own bakery.

The Schneider Milling and Baking Company was founded in Cincinnati on Walnut Street in 1856 by German immigrant John Schneider.    He moved to larger quarters in 1858 at Vine and Elder, and then back to Walnut to a large factory.    They were one of the only bakeries in the country that milled their own flour on site with the bakery.     In 1870, Schneider installed the first continuous baking oven in Cincinnati, adding three others.   After returning from a visit to his German homeland, he installed Cincinnati’s first drawplate oven with a fire-brick bottom, of which he installed eight more over the next several years.   The first dough mixer was installed in 1884, and four more were added, making them the region’s largest commercial producer of bread and pastries.    They became known even outside Cincinnati for their wonderful rye bread.

So as foreman baker at John Schneider, George brought the rye recipe he learned there to his bakery, renamed it after himself, and passed on the recipe to his son Emil, then to his grandson George, and great grandson, George Jr.

So, when eating Wyoming Pastry’s Bacher Rye bread, know that you are biting into an over 160 year old rye recipe, Cincinnati’s oldest.

 

 

 

 

Lammes – The Old Texas Candy Company Lost in Poker Game

The Habanero Texas Chewie by Lammes Candies in Austin, Texas.
While waiting for a weather-delayed flight in Houston, Texas, I saw a unique regional candy at the newsstand. That seems to be a running theme with me – it’s how I found the Cherry Mash earlier in the year. When I saw the phrase ‘since 1885’ on the wrapper I had to buy one to try. A candy historian like me couldn’t resist. The candy was the “Texas Chewy Pecan Praline.” I had written about the famous Texas peanut clusters in a past blog, so I had to research and report on this historic candy company. A praline is like a peanut cluster with the chocolate replaced by caramel. Typically, at least in the U.S., and New Orleans, pralines utilize the pecan as the nut, but they can utilize any nut and still be called a praline.

The Texas Chewy Pecan Praline is made by Lammes Candies, founded in Austin, Texas, by William Wirt Lamme in 1878 – seven years after our beloved Dosher Candies – but still over 130 years.     I’ll have to do a bit of research to see what state has the oldest candy company in the U.S.   Originally called the Red Front Candy Factory, it was in the 800 block of Congress Avenue in the main business district of Austin, Texas. Apparently, candy wasn’t William Lamme’s only indulgence, as he lost the candy business in a poker game in 1885!     And, it probably was not a game of Texas Holdem.  His son, David Turner Lamme, Sr., returned to Austin, after selling barbed wire for several years , to repay the gambling debt of $800 and reclaim the store as his own. David renamed the business from Red Front to Lammes Candies and officially opened on July 10, 1885. Today, the $16 Million dollar business is run by Pam Teich, the great-granddaughter of David Lamme.
The world famous Texas Chewy Pecan Praline – the current best seller – was first produced by David Lamme Sr, in 1892 (about the same time as Doscher’s French Chew was invented) after seven lucky years of recipe testing. The ingredients, except for the pecans, are the same. Originally only pecans grown along the Colorado River in Austin were used. Today, the company uses only Texas grown pecans, not necessarily from Austin. The Texas Chewie, as its affectionately called, is produced in 2000 pound quantities daily.

The company also makes a spicy habanero version of the Texas Chewie, along with 1000 other items like Texas Longhorns, chocolate nut clusters, Divinity and Mints, and caramels.

The Mysterious Mr. Mittendorf and his Candy-funded Mancave in Brookville, Indiana

A fun weekend getaway from Cincy is Metamora, Indiana, the historic site of the Whitewater Canal. The scenic drive there from Interstate 74 along 52 is dotted with historic farmhouses, campgrounds, and lots of places to kayak and canoe on the Whitewater River. One of those historic houses is known as the Boulder House and was begun by a Cincinnatian, named John H. Mittendorf, as his getaway mancave in 1907. It’s one of the most unique houses in Indiana, and well worth the trip out to explore the area.
At the time, John lived with his wife, Rosa Tieman, in a house on Hosea in Clifton’s Gaslight District. Rosa was never very interested in coming out to rural southeast Indiana, so she rarely, if ever made an appearance at her husband’s mancave.
It’s called the Boulder House because it is made out of over a million stones, from 48 states, and a few countries. Supposedly Mittendorf placed every stone and hand mixed all the mortar himself. With help from local farmers, he transported the stone from the local rail line. And the story is that he always had lots of candy to give out to the kids who came around. For this reason it was thought locally that he was a candy manufacturer in Cincinnati. When Interstate 52 was constructed, John changed the front of the house to face 52.

 
John’s wife passed away in 1930, and then he lived with a nurse until he retired to Ft. Myers, Florida, to live with one of his brothers. He passed away there in 1940 and is buried with his wife in Cincinnati’s Spring Grove Cemetery.

 
I spoke recently about Cincinnati Candy history at the Opry Barn in Metamora, and was asked to investigate Mittendorf and his candy connections. What I found was the story of a very interesting man who was well loved by his candy colleagues.

John Mittendorf was known as the Dean of Confectionery Salesman and had been a travelling salesman for the Croft & Allen Company of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, from the mid 1880s until his retirement in 1915. The company was known for the cocoa, chocolates, Nadja brand caramels, and bubble gum baseball cards. This was still in the infancy of baseball cards, so instead of the players’ stats on the back, each card had an advertisement for the candy. So, John always had samples of his company candy to pass out to kids. He travelled extensively in the Midwest and was active in the Candy Jobbers Associations locally and nationally.

 
But before he entered the candy market, John was in the printing business. He was born in 1865 in Dayton, Ohio, to a German immigrant and minister for the Church of the Brethren, Rev. William Mittendorf. The Reverend preached only a few years, and then became editor of two German language magazines for the Brethren and ran their publishing house. His three sons, including John, worked at the Brethren Print shop into their late teens. John decided in his early twenties he did not want to be a printer for the rest of his life. He became a travelling salesman for Croft & Allen in Dayton. He then met and married Rosa Tieman and moved to Cincinnati, but the two never had any children.

 

During his successful sales career, John came up with the idea for Coin Gum – candy gum wrapped in foil and stamped to look like coins. He pitched the idea to Croft & Allen, they agreed and he started selling it. Before then, he took a world trip on which he collected foreign coins with the idea to give one to each distributor, retailer, and candy man who bought from him. On the trip he loved the stone houses of the alps in Switzerland and took that idea back with him to build his Boulder House.

 
Supposedly, while on his tour, John was abducted on an unchartered island by pirates and held captive until being rescued by an explorer. He was then photographed in a hat with his incarcerated pet monkey, Jocko. This was from an article in the National Confectioners’ Association magazine, which was very much tongue-in-cheek, so I think the actual island that was referred to was at a Coney Island retirement party, perhaps Cincinnati.

John Mittendorf and his pet monkey Jocko, supposedly on the unchartered island he was captured on.
The same magazine talks about John’s retirement in 1915:
“Mr. John H. Mittendorf has made his farewell trip over h9is old territory. Report has it that he is going inside to become General Manager of the Croft & Allen Business. Mitt, as the dean of the confectionery salesman is affectionately known by his legion of friends, will be missed by all of us. Years of pleasant associations with trade and travelers has earned him a warm spot in the hearts of all, and to him goes out the wish that his efforts in his new field of endeavor will be crowned with unlimited success.”
Mitt did not end up going on to Operations at Croft & Allen. Instead he did truly retire and finished building his legendary Boulder House, which still stands and is presently for sale, the result of a heated divorce of the last owners. So, you can get your own historic mancave with Cincinnati Candy industry connections, in southeast Indiana.

And while you’re visiting, stop by Mr. Fudge’s Confectionery just down the road in Metamora and sample one of their twelve flavors of house made fudge.

Breakfast Sandwich Politics

The spicy-ness scale of the UDF breakfast burritos.
The two UDF stores in Mt Lookout and Hyde Park East are virtual demographic laboratories of the Cincinnati breakfast sandwich. They’re a convenience market and gas station family owned by the Lindner Family. UDF is known more for their malts and homemade ice cream, than their breakfast sandwiches. But recently I’ve been watching their breakfast sandwich offerings at these two interesting locations.
These two UDFs are interesting because they both are nestled into the two highest per capita house and household income neighborhoods in Cincinnati. And, as you might expect, you will see high schoolers on weekends eating ice cream at the small set of café tables or parents getting designer fizzy waters and sports drinks on the way to lacrosse or soccer practice.

But the breakfast sandwiches at UDF speak to a whole other demographic. If the soccer moms or high schoolers want a breakfast sandwich, they can stop at one of the three Starbucks in the area, or one of the many indie designer coffee shops. They don’t have to have a pre-made, reheated breakfast wrap or sandwich, that’s been resting for hours on a hot counterside merchandiser.
The unique breakfast sandwiches started about 2 years ago with a new supplier. The first new sandwich offering was the sausage kolachi, originally a staple of the area around Austin and San Antonio, which includes a German sausage wrapped in a yeasted dough. Although invented by the German-Czechs of the Texas Hill Country, it’s also popular amongst the Mexican immigrants in Texas.   That offering didn’t last very long.

Then came the spicy green chili and egg burrito. Soon came chorizo and egg breakfast burrito, which seems to be the winner in this round of demographic-targeted breakfast sandwiches. UDF is not aiming for the high schoolers or soccer moms. No, you won’t see the demographics of these breakfast sandwiches unless your work day starts before 6:30 AM when you’ll cross paths with the Mexican and Latin American daylaborers who work in the local construction industry.
It’s these guys, who work on either road construction, like what’s currently going on at the Norwood Lateral interchange at Ridge Road, or in the housing construction industry. You’ll hear a lot of Spanish being spoken if you get your coffee, like I do, before 7 AM in the morning during the week.
The Lindners may be some of the largest Republican party donors in Cincinnati. And, we all know the policy of the current Republican administration towards especially Mexican immigrants who fill these daylaborer jobs. And yet, UDF has at least done the research to know that the Mexican and Latin American market is a large and growing part of their convenience store food business, and are actively targeting it.

A hipster biscuit at Boomtown in Pendleton.
There’s another breakfast revolution going on around the good ole southern biscuit. Now hipsters in downtown Cincinnati will pay over $10 for an elevated biscuit sandwich with fillings at places like Pendleton’s Boomtown Biscuits and Whiskey. The main ingredient of lard in these biscuits is certainly not healthy, nor unique from a quality $3 biscuit you could get at say Hardees. But the new hipster biscuit is made with bahn mi and Thai Chicken fillings. So the poor man’s biscuit has been elevated to New York Cronut-type status.
Who knew that the breakfast sandwich would be the vehicle for going up and down the economic scale in food. Thankfully the hipster chefs have not taken hold of goetta. I’d hate to see the goetta-egg-and cheese sandwich elevated to a $15 plate. I’m fine getting my under $5 slab at Tuckers or the Anchor Grill.