When I ate lunch during Restaurant Week last year at Eleven Madison Park, I was underwhelmed. But this year, it’s a significant improvement for the food.
When it comes to Restaurant Week, I have learned, after participating nearly four years or so, not to have high expectations whenever I eat out at a RW restaurant. If I did, then I would be disappointed and felt robbed. But Gramery Tavern was the exception when I went there yesterday (Tuesday) afternoon with Giulia.
When we arrived there five minutes prior to our reservation, there were a lot of older matrons who surrounded the front door. Strangely, the doors were locked and it seemed like they’re not ready yet. Eventually around 12 PM, we we all lined up and go in to get seated.
For something more NYC-oriented for you, I had two lunch excursions during lunch last week – a solo outing to Pampano Taqueria and lunch with Drew at BLT Burger.
For the past week, I had a major craving for guacamole and I can’t explain why. I remembered from NYC Food Guy about his post, claiming that Pampano Taqueria serves the best pork and fish tacos in Midtown. Since it’s not too far from where I work (it’s just two subway stops and walk a few blocks), I dragged my butt over to the unmarked building with what seems like a good food court.
[I suggest you get yourself something cold to drink or a bowl of ice cream, because this will be a long read...]
On the second and last full day of staying in Canada, my family hauled our butts early in the morning (at 7 AM) from Niagara Falls to Toronto, which is pretty much an hour and a half drive. The night before we all tucked into our evening’s slumber, I was pretty much coordinating when and where we’re going to eat. I was freaking out over the fact that I want to do a pastry/bread tour in Toronto with my family since they never tried true artisanal bread and pastries on their own and I thought it’s about time for me to show them what delicious carbs taste like.
[Note: Not much of a food post but at least you know what I did in Upstate NY/Niagara Falls]
My journey up North actually started at 2 AM when my entire family hauled our butts from bed, brewed really strong coffee and set out to upstate New York (by car) to go to our first destination – a farm. Yes, as an urbanite, it’s almost a shock to me since I never seen so many rolling green hills and farm animals.
I will complete the outing from two posts ago and will go to my Canadian weekend hopefully within a few days. Just bear with me about the latter; I’ll post up in a few days…
Pegu’s entrance
After having a surprisingly good meal at Kasadela an hour or so earlier, we walked from Alphabet City (it’s the further eastern part of East Village) to Pegu Club. Possibly we’re dying from dehydration or a heat stroke, we passed by their doors when we walked to this place. Pegu Club almost felt like it was an exclusive cocktail bar since the door doesn’t have an address number – just their neon green lit and black insignia. Continue reading “Cocktails at Pegu Club” »
Hideho! I’m actually writing this very short post just to say “Hi!” to you all from my hotel’s public computer. Just to let you know, Niagara Falls’ food does suck albeit expensive. Toronto’s food scene is pretty darn good if you know where you going. Patisseries and bakeries that I dropped in were pretty awesome – that [...]
Last Friday, I went to Kasadela with Giulia, Beth, and Helen for a light dinner before we went to Pegu Club for drinks. Since Giulia and I had a craving for Japanese food on the moderately cheap side this was pretty much it and since this is an izakaya, anyone could start drinking prior to Pegu. On a side note, I would like to thank my reader, dbtron for e-mailing me this dinner tip.
It ain’t water…
As we’re deciding on the food, everyone else but me wanted to have sake with their dinner. Giulia had Kasadela’s popular sake, the wakatake (seen on the top left), smooth and clean but I didn’t taste much of the alcohol (which is a good thing in my perspective). Beth had the Kaori (seen on the top right) which was citrus-y, smooth and light. Helen wanted her sake gilded with gold leaf. I don’t remember which one she ordered but it was mildly sweet. Continue reading “Dinner (Not Drinking, for me at least) at Kasadela” »
Cabrito, the former BarFry space where white tiles and the Japanese-inspired tempura that made this place, transformed into a loud, tequila-heavy bar that serves Mexican-inspired street food.