[Translate] I started my morning off at Bouchon Bakery for one last time. Most of their morning staples are there, from croissants to sandwiches, the few changes to their menu for summer, they had a berry tart and something that caught my eye for breakfast, the Apricot Elderflower Danish ($3.25). Doesn’t that sound tantalizing? (more…)
[Translate] I know I haven’t written something significant for a while. I’m sorry. It’s just the finals were driving me mad and I had to put blogging on hold. I kind of regret it now since I’m backed up for a good week’s worth of food and so much photo editing (Argh…). I want to shoot myself in the foot for doing so. But I’m fine and school’s over. Please note, I’m skipping a bunch of food stuff that happened since Wednesday night was the most unusual experience I ever had in my life. In a good way. To keep..
[Translate] Before I start talking about what happened last week, I want to say that I haven’t been able to write anything for the past couple of days because of finals. Yes. The torment that all students of any age especially from high school on, feel the crush of stress and pressure to do well. I’m technically done, except I need to write a philosophy paper but I should be fine…I hope. Moving on. The most furthest I have ever been from the city happened on the week before my finals. I don’t think that statement made any sense or..
[Translate] If anything besides macarons, my recent obsession for the past few months is to get my hands on Bouchon Bakery’s cute, petite Wagyu beef sliders that Ed Levine and Robyn had. The only thing that killed me is that they don’t serve them everyday and most of the time whenever I ask the host about their sliders, it’s not served that day. That is until now. This is the first time I ever eaten from Bouchon’s Bakery’s café/restaurant. All of the previous posts that I’ve written about Bouchon were only from their take-out. After I’ve been seated and perused..
[Translate] I know I should have posted everything I’ve eaten on Thursday in one LONG post but I wasn’t motivated since I had to write journals for one of my classes that ended up to be twenty pages long. My brain dried up of any use of any prose, hence my lack of writing for that portion of the day and just write about the Kyotofu dinner. On Thursday morning, I wanted a latte just because I was terribly disgruntled with what happened on Tuesday. So, I went back to my first (coffee) love, Joe on Waverly Place, in the..
[Translate] On Thursday evening, I had dinner with a foodie friend of mine, Ariel, who doesn’t like tofu at all. He considers tofu as food from “the dark side.” I told him tofu isn’t disgusting at all, he just had awful tofu from various eating establishments. So in ways for me to force encourage him to like tofu, I ended up making a deal with him that I’ll pay for dinner at Kyotofu. I’ve told my dilemma with one of the co-owners of Kyotofu, Nicole and after several conversations, we’ve agreed to a menu for the evening in hopes to..
[Translate] This morning I went to the Lower East Side for the sake of a recent opening and in hopes of a good latte. It’s been ages since I’ve put my lips on a good latte or even a cup of superb coffee, so I went back to the Roasting Plant. I ordered this time a medium latte ($3.50) since I wanted to know if their latte is good as their espresso or regular brew. Whole Milk Latte (medium) (more…)
[Translate] Grom opened the past Saturday. Due to the extensive press coverage from The NY Times, NY Magazine, amongst the plethora, it’s too tempting for me to pass up anything related to gelato. My mind is screaming, “Why aren’t you eating there yet?!” So I finally went there today. Get ready for a creamy, sugar rush…because I did. I arrived there at 12:45 PM and they already have a line! Grom with a line of people (more…)
[Translate] I know some of you are wondering why I am I not updating or writing my a post this week at all? That’s because it’s an uninspiring week of food. Quite sad I have to say, partly due to the fact that I’m stressed with schoolwork (it doesn’t really end until May 21st – my only first and only day of finals, argh) and the nice weather in New York really prevents me from eating a lot. The latter argument is strange and probably hard for some of you to understand, but when the weather’s getting warmer somehow I’m..