Beating the crowds is hard in NYC. Just when you think you have the inside line, the back door or the loop hole figured out you’re usually met with hundreds of other NYers who figured it out too. Not the case with my latest plan of attack for the first annual Harlem EatUp. Truth be told this...
There are few places that have inspired me like this miniature sandwich shop in Florence. This little hole in the wall, literally, serves up simple sammies on the freshest bread as well as offers a huge selection of wines by the glass. Here I knocked back a sopressata and ricotta, maybe the Best...
I wish I wasn’t right but the moment I set foot in this off-park ave south Spanish Bistro I could smell the failure. I am not sure what it was that tipped me off. The bar was well stocked, the waiters extremely attentive, the menu deep but not overwhelming and the space inviting. Especially...
This was my best meal in Paris. What does that say about me? About Paris? I won’t even go there. Let’s just say €20 for this heaping plate of tasty. turkey and lamb mixed shwarma dominates the plate accompanied by a simple ice berg salad, cucumber and tomato salad, hummus and roasted...
This lunch was affectionately known as Big Man lunch. I am posting it now because New Year’s Eve has defaulted to a home bound tapas reprisal of all things tasty in Spain for Missus Tasty and I. If Barcelona is new Spain than Madrid is certainly old world Spain complete with architectural...
Here’s another example of Detroit’s newly sparked cool desperately trying to reignite this once majestic, now dilapidated, city. As avid FT fans know I love Detroit. On a recent work trip I had a chance to dip back into this great city for a couple hours. My first stop was an old garage...
I love spaghetti carbonara BUT don’t order it here. You come here for the antipasti. A myriad of delicious, most of it sitting in excellent olive oil awaiting you to snap it up and add it to your plate of over zealous appetizers, awaits just inside the 100 year old doors off Campo di Fiori....
Perfectly fried chicken. After all that’s what it is. In this country we think of fried chicken as a totally different thing. In Italy they think of fried chicken as an equally indulgent dish. Although I have a love for american style nothing beats the Italian’s pounded, double breaded...
Sicily is awesome for more reasons than I could explain if I wrote a post a day for a year. The nine inch squid shoot that lies across my plate above soaking in the very best sicilian olive oil like a lost treasure sitting in a post-thunderstorm puddle was pulled from the ocean 30 minutes before it...
They say bugs are the next big thing. Of course it’s mostly scientists saying this not chefs so what that really means is that it’s in the marketers hands to listen to the social psychologists about consumer acceptance patterns so that the world doesn’t run out of hamburgers. While they are...
Not a restaurant but a killer dish just the same. It was a 24-hour in and out trip to Chitown in which our last stop was a “tasting” at Entertaining Company for a GE event. In a whirlwind 6-course meal in 30 minutes (because I had a plane to catch) I forked some delicious morsels down my...
Chef Puck is arguably the guy who started Californian cuisine but don’t let Alice Waters hear ya say that. Seems as though SoCal and NorCal have more in the way of rivalries than just sports. Let’s argue that another day. One thing is fact, Puck took his Austrian roots and mother’s...
I’m pulling out some archived footage on this one. If you sometimes play with those video snacks on the right you may have already seen this last week. First up is the above bowl of amazing. Not the best descriptor of taste but one of those words used when you don’t know where to start....
Pho, pronounced “fur”, is one of Vietnam’s staple dishes. You can find Pho shops all across the country. In Saigon, you can find them on almost every single corner. This particular bowl was remarkable not because of the perfectly tender tripe swimming in the hot, salty broth. It...
I’ve often said Berlin shocked me more than any other city I’ve ever been to. I expected something completely different than what I got in as positive of a way as you could imagine. This Currywurst, Berlin’s unofficial favorite dish, can be found on almost ever corner you look. The...
Two days ago the Giants lost their season opener to the Dallas Cowboys. An unfortunate start to the season and a topic I know little about. The fortunate part of the day was the play by play meat fest that came across my iPhone as the two fools below tailgated them selves into a protein and bacon...
