Peter read the last entry, and was horrified that I could've forgotten a crucial almost-food.
Tag: chowhound
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.
Chowhound gets an upgrade
Al-hamdulillah! Chowhound has finally fixed its egregious search function: now it’s farmed out to Google.