Unless you love black-colored foods, this may not look very appetizing, but in actuality this was hella’ OMFG delicious. On Sunday, I had an odd craving for pancakes — odd because for breakfast/brunch, I normally prefer savory over sweet and waffles over pancakes — and ended up ordering the Buckwheat Ricotta Pancake ($12) at Goat Town. Notice pancake is singular. At Goat Town, instead of a stack of pancakes, you get one large, domed buckwheat pancake studded with pink lady apple slices, topped with whipped ricotta cream and walnuts, drizzled with honey, and dusted with powdered sugar. MORE »
Before our trip to Greece, even though David and I were trying to get our bodies beach-ready, we decided a little caloric splurge at the Brindle Room was in order. Anyway, it one of those rare days duck confit poutine ($13) was on the dinner menu (Brindle Room tweets when poutine is available), so really, we had to go. MORE »
As you may have noticed, I’ve been eating a lot of doughnuts lately. Why so doughnut-crazy you ask? Well, one reason is that all of a sudden, there are a lot of good doughnuts in New York. Case in point, around the corner of my apartment, early in the morning, The Brindle Room magically transforms into Wonder City Coffee & Doughnuts. MORE »
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Last weekend it was crazy hot, ninety-eight mother-f*cking degrees hot. So hot that when the power went out in my apartment and the building manager questioned why I had two air conditioners, I went berserk. It wasn’t a meltdown, it was a complete blaze-up. I don’t even know how I managed. I was weak from barely eating for three days (I was sick, not dieting god-forbid), but somehow all of a sudden I was ready to open a can of whoop-ass. Thinking back, I realize I need to take a minute or two before reacting sometimes. The poor guy was just trying to figure out what happened, but the only thing running through my head at that moment was, ‘This is America, I can have two air conditioners if I want!”
In any case, it won’t be as hot as heck this weekend, but a cool icy Halo-Halo ($4.50) from Johnny Air Mart will still hit the spot. The halo-halo at Johnny Air Mart is a milky concoction — more like a very icy frappé than shaved ice — full of soft beans (garbanzo and red mung beans), young coconut strips, caramelized diced plantains, chewy sugar palm fruit (kaong), and jelly-like nata de coco. It’s a gamut of textures. However, for me, the best part was the smooth square of flan swimming on top. I love Taiwanese and Korean shaved ice, but given the choice, why not have shaved ice with flan?! It just seems silly without it. Flan, where have you been my entire shaved icy life? MORE »