Made in NYC
Dear Halal white sauce,
How I dream of you already. I thought you were ranch-y mayo but boy was I wrong. You paired so well with the red spicy sauce and made my half chicken half lamb plate taste divine. The whole thing was devoured in a matter of minutes and left my mouth burning with delight.
Bless those vendors who slave and sweat away over the grill in 90+ degree weather to bring such a tasty treat to the masses. I've seen several other Halal Chicken carts, but I don't want to chance it, even if I have to pay $6 instead of $5. You'll always be my favorite white sauce on top of my favorite street food plate in NYC.
Until we meet again,
You know when you've had a meal, and though weeks have passed, you find yourself craving it, reliving every single detail of every single bite? Well, I've fallen victim to Luke's and as I sit here, 3000 miles away, my salivary glands self-ignite at the mere thought of the crab, lobster, and shrimp rolls I (begrudgingly) shared with SmoothC. The freshest seafood I've ever had in my life, chilled perfectly, and laid with tender love onto a warm buttery roll. This being our pre-dinner snack, I tried to take the smallest bites possible though I could have easily mutilated these 4" beauties with just two. The food isn't cheap, but including chips and a drink it was hearty and completely worth it. I was so preoccupied with my meal that minutes after I told SmoothC I'd keep an eye on the single unisex bathroom for him a lady walked in on the action and screamed. Oops.
What better way to end a devastatingly long hiatus than to write about a most recent affair in NYC? I first met Frank in 2005 on a cold winter's evening where he spoon fed me fresh mussels and tasty eggplant rigatoni all night long. I was but a naive face covered in chunky tomato sauce and a heart yearning for far more than my carb loaded belly could handle. I savored our time together but sadly accepted the terms governing our 6 year separation.
Fast forward to August 2011 and pouf, a return to the village with SmoothC and 2 good friends was necessary. With luck and timing, we proceeded past throngs of escapees from the hipster zoo and seated ourselves at the bar. Acid jazz beats and hot Italian permeated the air and I, giddy as ever, was reunited with my dear Frank. We ordered the burata to start. Fresh. Overpriced. Well worth it. I then devoured my rigatoni ragu and appreciated its rich smoky flavor, al dente texture, and generous servings of pork. I can't remember what the others had but I don't really care. Savory and delicious mouthfuls rocked my world that night! Sure the food was pricey, the place loud, and only greens were accepted as payment, but despite these shortcomings Frank yet again has wooed and won me over.
Super rad coffee shop with free wifi, 5-6 computers for rent, awesome ice coffee and iced fiji green tea, and a wide assortment of desserts and pastries. I saw a fruit loop krispy treat for the first time and now am kicking myself for not getting it!
The Bean also sells fresh orange juice, huge cupcakes, red velvet cake and cookies. This place has got everything, including a good selection of seating and a nice clean bathroom downstairs. Make sure you read their warning signs about watching your head, cuz you will definitely get knocked out for not paying attention.
Credit cards accepted. A huge plus. And cool tunes playing in the background, allowing you to still have a conversation. Even dogs are allowed inside!
The Bean is hands down one of my favorite coffee shops in Manhattan.
10PM. This Cali girl and her friends have just finished working and are famished.
10:15PM. Friend (also from Cali) knows of a 'taco shack' and we start walking from the East Village.
10:30PM. Still walking. This far for NY tacos?! I'll admit I have my doubts.
10:45PM. Arrival at Snack Dragon and I admire the colorful artwork and take note of the "NFT" (not for tourists) sign on the window.
11PM - Ordered the grilled sole taco and piled on top of the soft wheat taco in a beautiful array of colors are black beans, salsa, fresh fish, white sauce. So good I ordered a carne asada nacholito to split. The meat was very tender and delicious.
+Friendly guy at the counter
+++BYOB means I get to grab Modelo from across the street to enjoy with my tacos. SCORE!
-Tacos only came with one shell, so my toppings ripped through in no time.
-Music could be a little louder for folks sitting on stools outside
11:45PM. Finished beers and conversation with cool counter dude. All in all a fun and unique shack experience. I'll be back next time.
Starving for beer.
Impressive German and European beer selection.
Giant sausages that I didn't get to try.
Light airy space.
Really clean bathrooms.
Friendly and knowledgeable wait staff.
Super reasonable prices.
Must've been my lucky day. More beers please!
If you're looking for a place to go with friends to have a good time and audible conversation, then this lovely beer house is it. Though packed on a Friday night, our group of 8 managed to find a large enough table just moments after arriving.
It's a lively joint with a lot happening, but laid back enough that you don't have to resort to a screaming conversation.
The beers on tap come in three different sizes which I love and the food smells great. Definitely gonna try that next time.
One grip is that there's only a single toilet for females. Kinda sucks when you gotta go and just can't cuz the wait's too crazy.
All in all, I'm feeling the great vibes here and would definitely return.
I was like a little kid in a candy store. The "ooohs" and "ahhhs" wouldn't stop coming out of my mouth.
Other reviewers have said that this store can be a little overwhelming. I mean, a place that is full of conveyor belts carrying goods around means business. So, I would agree that it is not the best place for browsing and easily getting your questions answered. But being a little aggressive will definitely get you some help here.
B&H has a very friendly and knowledgeable staff, very competitive prices, and all the candy you could ever want. They get bonus points for having a table lined with cups of water for patrons. Hydrated shoppers make happy shoppers!
I was in town with a mission. To find the tastiest and most interesting bagel in New York City. And at Ess-A-Bagel I succeeded!
After sampling a few cream cheeses, which were given to me as blobs hanging precariously off toothpicks, I decided to get a whole wheat bagel with apple cinnamon cream cheese. The bagel itself was very fresh, soft, and chewy. I also had a giant NY sized carton of Tropicana orange juice. Both cost me $5.50. As Larry David would say, that's "pret-tay pret-tay good."
I like my bagels with a 70/30 ratio of bagel to cream cheese and I ended up having to scrape off a small mountain of extra spread onto my paper wrap. Not a fun task but I definitely spared myself some major poundage there.
The display case houses an interesting variety of cream cheese spreads, from sweet to savory, all piled high onto your bagel. And they have tuna and egg salad too. With so many options for your authentic New York style bagel, you really can't go wrong here.
My first Brooklyn Buffalo Exchange experience:
Clothing: super cute, a little overpriced compared to San Francisco finds, but I scored a black tank and cute vintage looking sweater. All the racks have clothing arranged by size, which made it easy to find stuff.
Employees: One of the new employees was super friendly and very helpful. Told me places to get wine, told me about consignment shops and overall extremely helpful. Then the employee at the dressing room correctly guessed that my shoes were Deena and Ozzy. Very impressive.
So why I am giving this store only 2 stars?
Purchase: The brunette 'trainer' lady who rang me up was super rude and did not bother to greet me. I have never ever experienced customer service that smelled worse than my dog's poop. She didn't say one word during the transaction, looked bored and distracted, and just flung the receipt at me. Sorry Buffalo, your clothes are cute, but with such too cool for school employees, I'd rather shop elsewhere.