The current and first issue of the new food magazine Lucky Peach has an article about yakamee in New Orleans. This further supports my belief that Baltimore and New Orleans were siblings separated at birth.
Yakamee is a crappy Chinese take-out noodle dish. I ordered it once, to the amazement of the woman behind the plexiglas and pretty much every white cop I worked with. It happens to be very soupy, so not good for eating in a cop car. It also just happens to not be very good.
But yakamee is part of all the various foods in Baltimore that I had never heard of or eaten before I was a cop. In order of deliciousness.
1) Blue crabs, both steamed and as crab cakes. Now technically I had heard of crabs, but I'm still including they because they're so good in Baltimore and such a part of their culture.
2) Pit beef. Like roast beef, but smoked. If it's hinting of pink it's called "rare."
3) Lake trout. Famously neither lake nor trout. Also a bit ghetto, but I make no apologies for loving me some fried whiting with hot sauce on white bread.
4) Yakamee. It's not good, but interesting in that it can also be the generic name for Chinese take-out. Took me awhile to figure out what the hell the word was and a bit longer what it meant (and I spell it like it sounds, not like it's written).
All these go well with Boh.
And Bull and Oyster Roasts deserve very special mention.
And I should also point out that Lexington Market has the largest chicken wings I've every seen. I think they're all on steroids.
Can you tell the annual crab feast is coming up? Cause I'm thinking about food.