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- So I Finally Went to Grimaldi’s
(Or, Stuff White People Like #89: Waiting In Line For Pizza.)
My dinner tonight was three slices of what some have called the best pizza in New York City. This, in a city with entire blogs devoted to the pursuit of the perfect slice. When I moved here three years ago I thought my then-boyfriend […]
- Dinner At My House
I didn’t grow up in a family that “entertained”.
I’m very pleased for Colette Rossant and Diana Abu-Jaber, whose picturesque childhoods were filled with fat, nurturing women and fragrant hearths, where food was at once emotional sustenance, cultural identity and the mortar that cemented family life. But I, for one, had a mother who had a […]
- My Kind of Comfort Food
Savoy cabbage–what’s not to love? It’s basically a giant Brussels sprout!
The influence of my culinary school indoctrination has been waning over the past few months, and I’m glad of it. All the important techniques I learned are intact–at least I like to think they are–but I am beginning to trust my own palate again. Right […]
- Dimsum Stories
Yesterday I went to Jade Asian in Flushing, Queens, and had some of the first Chinese-tasting Chinese food I have eaten in my three years in New York City. It unleashed a torrent of childhood memories: some of them I worked out after the meal by shopping for Stephen Chow DVDs in the Hong Kong […]
