Rookie's Sports Bar and a Contest Winner

Since the boyfriend and I started dating, he's been telling me that Rookie's Sports Bar has great pizza. I appreciated his input, but he drinks Carnation Instant Breakfast and eats Apple Jacks. Needless to say, I didn't take him seriously.

Last Sunday evening, I was starving. I'd run five miles, hosted a baby shower for my sister-in-law, and tagged along on the last 12 miles of his 74 mile bike ride. I was about to morph into the monster I become when my stomach is empty and I told him that we needed to order a pizza, immediately, and it was going to be from Rookie's.

He was right.

The pizza was delicious. The pepperoni and green peppers- my favorite pizza toppings- were fresh and spicy. The cheese was melty and bubbly. I ate three pieces, then took the tip bite off a fourth slice. That's my favorite pizza bite, and you're a liar if you say it's not yours too.

Yesterday I called Rookie's to tell them how much I enjoyed stuffing my face with their pizza. I talked to the manager, Bev (or Beth?), who said that she remembered that pizza from Sunday night and she was so happy that we liked it so much. She said she doesn't get complimentary phone calls very often. I like to do that when something knocks my socks off, and I was happy I'd called Rookie's.

You should call them too, and order a pizza.

Rookie's Sports Bar
16460 US Highway 27 (Old 27, en route to Dewitt)
Lansing
517-487-8686

With baited breath, I am happy to announce the news that tens of people have been waiting for- the winner of my inaugural meal tag-along contest. I put all of your names into a bowl, and the winner is RYAN RICHARDVILLE.

 Thanks for the entries, everyone. Please keep your comments coming, and I'll do another giveaway soon.

What's your favorite pizza in town? Have you been to Rookie's?

UPDATE- we got pizza from Rookie's again last Sunday. It was just as delicious as before. Here is my evidence:

That little bit of cheese overlapping the crust made me really lose my mind. I ate two gargantuan pieces then snuck back into the kitchen for another half slice. He caught me.

Sliders at Studio C

Last Friday the boyfriend and I met the bestie at Studio C to see the movie Gravity. Here is a nerdy fact about me- I love space. I am utterly amazed that human beings have been able to figure out how to go to space. My Google history since seeing the movie proves that I still want to go to space camp, and on Saturday afternoon when there was a lull in the MSU football game I sat in the stands and researched if what happened to George Clooney in the movie could happen in real life.

If you need me, I'll be in the nerdery.

Here is one thing that I love and appreciate about Studio C- there is a fountain pop machine that serves club soda. I never see this at self-serve drink stations, which is a shame, because I love club soda and will drink it any old time that it's available. Fizzy water, no sugar, no junk in it. More people should drink club soda.

We ordered the Angus Beef and the Turkey Reuben sliders. The beef ones were mediocre. I liked the pretzel roll they were served on. The Turkey Reuben sliders, however, were awful. The meat was stone cold. The bread was stick-in-your-throat dry. Of the three sandwiches, I ate one, the bf ate one, and we left the third one languishing on the tray. This is a rare occurrence, since the bf acts like he grew up as a member of the Joad family and never lets food go to waste.

Of course we ate popcorn as well. And it was awesome.

Tell me this, and enter my contest on the final day (winner will be announced tomorrow)- have you been to Studio C? Did you like what you ate? Or, in the alternative, what's your favorite space movie?

Farm-fresh eggs

Having a friend who has chickens is the best.

I like my eggs poached, generally, unless there is no toast to be had. I need that bread to soak up precious yolk. If there's no toast, then I prefer them scrambled. Or, of course, in a cookie.

The macarons were pretty, but I need to work on my skills.

How do you like your eggs? Remember, all comments left this week will be entered into my drawing to tag along on my next research trip. Enter as many times as you want! But I'm only taking you out once.

The Brunch House and a contest

Last Saturday morning, the boyfriend and I needed breakfast. It was 9am, so I knew that Golden Harvest was out of the question. You get there early or you plan to wait all day. He hasn't learned this yet, so I humored him and we did a drive-by. There were 42398 people in line. We kept driving.

We ended up at The Brunch House, which I described to him as being "near the zoo" since I get confused when I try to talk about Cedar, Larch, and Pennsylvania streets. Yes, I have lived here my entire life. I'm smart in other ways.

The little diner was packed when we got there. I think there had been some kind of neighborhood clean-up event that morning, since we saw lots of people wearing matching hot yellow tshirts. I thought about ordering the corned beef hash and I asked the waitress if it was made there or came from a can. She told me it was from a can. I ordered the French toast (and I appreciated her honesty.)

I gave the bf one triangle of this and I gobbled the rest of it. It wasn't remarkable, but it was certainly serviceable. I doused it in syrup, of course. I'm a human being.

The Brunch House is officially in my breakfast rotation. The coffee kept coming. The City Pulse rack at the front door was fully stocked. The old men at the table next to us were treated as VIPs, and that's just the kind of treatment of regulars that warms my cold little heart.

In other news, I'll start research (and by "research" I mean "eating") on my next City Pulse He Ate/She Ate column soon, and I would love to have one of you join me. For the next week, if you leave a comment on the blog in response to the question I pose, you'll be entered into a drawing to join me for a meal at my next subject restaurant. I might even bring you a baked good.

Today's question is- what is your favorite place for breakfast or brunch in the Lansing area, and what do you order?