Ali runs through the menu. I'm sure he's saying 'the holy mackerel,' because he always does.
Category: Restaurants
Ali chills out
It always seems to end with a little shisha... And a lot of wine.
KC interior
Wait, other people eat at this place too? That's Karine in the foreground.
Kabab Cafe, for old time’s sake
You can’t take it with you
By contrast with DiFara's, a much more sociable meal occurred last week--and by "sociable," I mean there was lots of booze involved. Peter and I finally went to Spice Market.
Pizza at the zoo
Oddest dining experience yesterday: DiFara's pizza, in the depths of Brooklyn (I don't even know what that neighborhood is called, but Avenue J is the stop on the Q). This place is one of those hallowed Chowhound "finds," where an aged specialist mystically prepares transcendant, genre-defining examples of a given food, and disciple diners look on in awe and reverence.
Moving On
To continue the analogy of my Prune employment ending like a bad relationship, I am now happily to the point where I've pretty much forgotten we ever had sex.
Wayne’s Lament: The “Professional” Kitchen
To hear the horror stories (viz. Bourdain), restaurants function the same way pro football does: they keep off the streets those people who might otherwise freak out and harm someone and maybe end up in prison.
Glad to be back
Stereotypes (if speaking French really counts as a stereotype) were confirmed on my first visit to fair Canada. As with Mexico, except without quite so much delight, I wondered why it had taken me more than 30 years to visit a country that is so close.
The Radar I Have, As It Pertains to Restaurants*
Last night I realized mine needs to be specially recalibrated for Mexico.