…Teddy Folkman of Granville Moore’s!
And – as we suggested yesterday – it was a decisive victory. Teddy received more than 1400 votes out of a total 2300 votes cast, making him the clear favorite! He easily outpaced his nearest opposition, the dreamy (and newly-announced chef of the forthcoming Blue Ridge restaurant in Glover Park) Barton Seaver.
So what was it that put Teddy over the top? Was it his boyish smile, his easygoing charm, or his killer mussels and frites? Needless to say, it was all of these and more. In the comments, Molly called Teddy “a great person,” an assessment that seems almost universally shared among those who meet him.
She’s also quick to point to his “awesome knife skills”…not the kind of thing you’d expect to look for in crush material, but who are we to argue?
While we’re sharing the love for Teddy, we also need to give an Honorable Mention nod to Peter Smith of PS7’s. A local boy made good (his family settled in the area when he was six), Smith helmed the kitchen at Vidalia for almost a decade before striking out on his own. Along the way, he’s made quite a few fans with his locally-focused cuisine and his attention to his customers. He received several write-in votes via email and your comments, including one that called him a “boy-next-door good guy.”
The moral of the story? Our readers like their crushes friendly and accessible, serving up good food with a big smile. Gordon Ramsay, consider yourself warned.
Want to celebrate Folkman’s win? Stop in to Granville Moore’s for a beer and his signature moules fromage bleu, or check out the recipe over at Metrocurean and try your hand at making them yourself.
Our love for Teddy is well-known – we cheered him on at his Throwdown with Bobby Flay, and we’re still convinced that he would make a great Food Network star if given the chance. For now, Teddy’s our most crushable DC chef, and we’re happy to join him for a great Belgian beer and some moules frites whenever we get the chance. We’ll try to keep the sighing and the goofy smiles to a minimum, but we make no promises.