A few weeks ago, Simrit, a dear friend from LA, came to visit and gifted me with a tin of No Chewing Allowed Original French Truffles. The chocolates weren’t from LA, but knowing me so well, while gallivanting around the city, she picked up the chocolates figuring I would like them. She was partly right, because not only do I like them, I seriously love them. MORE »
I’m not a big sandwich person (more of a noodle soup girl), but this past weekend, all I ate were sandwiches. Not sure what happened, but when a craving hits, you just run with it. And I’m glad I did, because I think I just discovered a contender to my favorite downtown sandwich, Katz’s pastrami on rye. MORE »