Happy Sunday! Hope your day was filled with tasty breakfast or brunch eats. BF and I stayed in this morning, and I made poached eggs and toast. I like a good poached egg now and then, but whenever I eat poached eggs, I feel like something is missing. In particular, hollandaise sauce. It’s like mashed potatoes and gravy, wine and cheese, ramyun and kimchi. It just goes together. (Trust me on the last one.) Which reminded me of the stellar brunch I had at Osteria Morini, Chef Michael White’s casual restaurant specializing in food from the Emilia-Romagna region of Italy, a few weeks ago. Yes, eggs and hollandaise were involved, or to be specific, it being an Italian restaurant, eggs and salsa olandese. MORE »
It happens in New York all the time. Just when you find a restaurant you really like, without any explanation, it closes. That’s what happened with Vandaag. One morning, more than a month ago, my friend Chaniya and I stumbled into Vandaag for brunch. We had had plans to eat elsewhere nearby, but after seeing the restaurant empty, we thought Vandaag would be a better bet. And it was, brunch was fantastic. MORE »
Supposedly, fried pizza has been around for decades in Naples. Yet, it’s only recently fried pizza has become popular in the U.S. Why it took this long, in this land of extreme excess, is beyond me. Perhaps because it’s not actually as health-debilitating as it sounds. MORE »
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 »
Variations on brunch are always welcome in my book, so when I heard
Maharlika — of past Filipino pop-up fame — opened a real restaurant on 1st Avenue, I was pretty stoked. Sizzling sisig for brunch? I’m down. So a few weeks later, I was there bright and early with David in tow. MORE »