I love today but I’m a hopeless romantic. It’s why Missus Tasty’s Valentine’s Day lasts 72 hours instead of 24. But, for those of you who are haters of cupid you have to remember love isn’t just for people. It’s for places and food too. What better example to...
Marc and I met because he was my college roommates best friend. We became fast friends once we both realized each others motivations to pack as much life into life as humanely possible. If there was a person on this planet, besides myself, who could squeeze a few more minutes out of everyday just...
The above dish represents more than a tasty plate of home cooked food I consumed while in Paris. It’s a symbol of everything we stand for and write about. It signifies what drives us to explore and what comforts us most. In a word Dinnertime. We write about this a lot. It defines our...
As Jay and I are on the hunt for the best sandwich in town I was in the mood to have a southern sandwich I have not had in a while, The Chicken Biscuit About ‘Wich Hunting: Jay and I have travelled the world eating everything from Balut in the Philippines to blood sausage in Argentina. In every...
It’s called essential for a reason. You can’t go to Paris without having a baguette. The one to grab for is the obviously named baguette essential, a simple stack of ham, comté cheese and butter on the freshest and crispiest of breads on earth. My favorite is at Philippe Marache, a...
Ok it’s official. I love blood sausage. At first I reserved myself to only raving about Agentina’s version of this texture incongruent sausage staple BUT in past years I added Spain’s version back on the list and now the French have my heart and stomach. The boudin noir saucisson...
The way I finally ate at the famed, Steve Jobs snubbed, San Fran, rustic jewel of Italian restaurants was not the norm. The reservation is as hard as they come and in this hyper active restaurant scene city that says a lot. I got in by going big and sometimes that’s what needs to be done....
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...
It’s been praised by everyone from Anthony Bourdain to the NYTimes. Usually that means it’s over hyped, over crowded and underwhelming. Not because their recommendations were wrong but because the foodie flockers came and destroyed it. ie-Cronuts. Never-the-less, we had to check it out...
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...
We travelled more this year than last but to less cities with more frequency. That puts us in the frequent “local” category. One we just made up. Feel free to use that. The below list recaps the spots, dishes and people we indulged this past year. Some are repeats of 2012 and some...
Another post from our Paris adventures. I know, Paris seems like so long ago with India and London now in the bag. Those posts are coming soon. They are already in the que we promise. This was a quick, impulsive (well…stalkerish), quick stop. Christopher Adam, the luxury pastry chef, opened...
You all now that Ant and I go into a Holiday eating vortex between Christmas and New Years. When we resurface there is tons of delicious morsels and family eating stories to share. Until that point in early January, when our fingers thin out enough to type again, we wish you all a happy holiday...
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...
Here’s a quick hit from our recent layover in New Delhi. Not going to lie here. Not the best food. In fact, a bit scary. About ‘Wich Hunting: Anthony and I have travelled the world eating everything from Balut in the Philippines to blood sausage in Argentina. In every destination there...
Steak tartare is a must have when in Paris. In fact, you need to try it at least twice just to make sure you fully grasp the uncooked ground steak, raw egg experience. It’s not for everybody which is why this post isn’t about the steak at all. This post is about the best fries I had the...
