Category Archives: Downtown (22 St and below)
Piora: More Monkey Bread Please!
Dear Food Diary:
One of the best things about blogging is meeting other food lovers. When tabelog had it’s NY Judge meet ‘n greet a couple weeks ago, I met Yvonne and Terry from FilledwithSweets. We immediately made plans to a foodie dinner.
Piora was on top of all our lists and we were able to snatch a reservation for 3 on a weeknight.
Oh my… that monkey bread was the most memorable thing we had that night.
PAGANI: underwhelming new Italian spot
Dear Food Diary:
After a whole summer without Italian food, I was excited to read about Pagani – not that we need another Italian spot in this city – but hey, who am I to refuse fresh pasta and good marinara.
The girls and I pampered ourselves at the spa and stopped by Pagani for an early dinner. I wish I could say our tummies were pampered as well, but for the most part, it was a bland, forgettable meal.
Sorry to report another case of taste buds amnesia.
SAKAMAI: Egg on Egg on Egg
Dear Food Diary:
Right before leaving for Japan this summer, my friend J and I had a great get together over sake and Japanese style tapas at SakaMai.
Their Egg on Egg on Egg has been on my mind ever since (even after coming back from Japan). Definitely one the highlights of our meal.
DOUGH’SSANT at Chikalicious: cronut inspired yumminess
Dear Food Diary:
“Copy” versions of Dominique Ansel’s sweet hybrid cronut (you might of heard about it? LOL) have been popping up from NY to Tokyo.
I was surprised that even Chikalicious, one of my favorite dessert spots in the city, have jumped on the cronut wagon. I’ve yet to try the real deal, but one dreamy dough’ssant bite later, I finally understood the craze.
If the cronut is anything like this dough’ssant, I’d bet my sweet tooth all this ain’t just a hype and we’ll be eating a lot more of it.
Trestle on Tenth: Crispy Duck Necks. Yes, please!
Dear Food Diary:
Growing up in Buenos Aires, my parents were always in the restaurant business. Which meant free chicken and duck wings/necks by the kilos to take home (usually discarded, wings weren’t big in Argentina). ChubbyMama was all about nose-to-tail (or in this case, neck-to-tail) and on a budget, so she made them in all sorts of creative ways to keep my little palate entertained. Plus, they were fun to eat.
Trestle on Tenth wasn’t on my radar until my pal MaoMao praised their Crispy Duck Neck!
You see, they stumbled upon it on a hungry Sunday and couldn’t believe it was on the menu. Actually, I’ve never seen it on any menu either, specially non-Asian. If you have let me know! Anyways, the crispy duck necks were fantastic! And to our surprise, the rest of the dishes were up to par.