Since moving to the East Village from the Lower East Side, I miss being able to grab a pineapple bun on Grand on the way to work. I often forget though that Milk Bar is right in my hood and on the way to the train station as long as I deviate a block or two. Sure, the price difference is massive, but why cry over a pineapple bun when you can have a Volcano?! MORE »

If you like miso ramen, Misoya is probably the place for you. Misoya, as the name not so subtly suggests, specializes in miso. At this East Village ramen shop, you can choose from three kinds of miso; kome (rice, Hokkaido-style), shiro (white, Kyoto-style), and mame (soybean, Nagoya-style). My miso ramen of choice is… MORE »

This weekend I did something wrong. I got a Fatburger without any alcohol in my system. MORE »

So similar to last year, we ate Chinese food for Thanksgiving again. By now, it’s pretty much a point of no return for my family. I mean, given the ease, the price, and the lack of a million dishes to wash, I have a feeling we’ll never go back to the turkey feasts of the past. I still feel Thanksgiving isn’t exactly complete without a turkey, but considering the copious amount of delicious foods in the world to fill the turkey void, it’s far from horrible. For example, this year we had fried Dungeness crab, fried chicken, fried rice, and other garlicky, fried things at Canton Gourmet. Stress on the garlic and fried. MORE »

It was the BF’s birthday (Happy Birthday David!) a few weeks ago, so as I usually do, I took him out for sushi. This year we went to Jewel Bako in the East Village. It’s one of the pricier sushi restaurants in the neighborhood, but I’d say it’s worth it as long as you order correctly. MORE »