Monthly Archives: March 2006

Not being a cheesesteak expert (read as: never having been to Philadelphia), I feel a little bad making grandiose proclamations, but this much is certain: I liked Carl’s steak better than the one from the East Village’s 99 Miles to … Continue reading →

Hi gang,My girlfriend and I are embarking on a trip to Brugge, Antwerp and Brussels, Belgium Friday evening.  Depending on how ambitious we are, this may include side trips to Amsterdam and London.Anyone got any hot tips for cheap eats (particularly … Continue reading →

I have to hand it to Mr. Sietsema – the farther out in NYC (or NJ) he’s sent me, the better the meals get.  Compare Sukhadia’s centrally-located disappointment with the far-off charms and culinary excellence of Café Kashkar, the 33rd entry … Continue reading →

Clocking in at number 82 on Sietsema’s list, Sukhadia, at 17 W. 45th Street in Manhattan, is a mixed bag.  On one hand, one could assemble a quite reasonably priced meal from the menu.  On the other hand, it would require some … Continue reading →

Where to begin?  IKEA, across the NJ Turnpike from Newark/Liberty International Airport in Elizabeth, NJ, is a fucking zoo.  Crowded with strollers and screaming kids, and smelling like my mother’s old third-grade classroom (hint: sweaty kids plus stale food plus crayons), any … Continue reading →

I had a nice lunch with Robyn of The Girl Who Ate Everything today – we went to Alidoro and traded halves of our Cortina and El Capitano sandwiches.  She’s made some pretty fun t-shirts, too, if you’re into that.  I’ve already … Continue reading →

Can someone please tell me how to tell average old-school red sauce places apart from each other?  I really can’t figure it out.  They’ve all got the standards, and some of them have got specials, but when it boils right down to … Continue reading →

It’s a low-down and dirty shame that Ennju isn’t close enough to my place of employ for me to eat there regularly.  Located on 17th Street between 5th Ave. and Union Square, it just barely (by an east-west block or two) … Continue reading →

Reminded by a comment by Harry Hawk on my Corner Bistro entry, I realized that I have consistently forgotten to review the best burger I’ve had in my own neighborhood: Schnäck, Mr. Hawk’s  restaurant, serves a deliciously addictive patty in miniature, … Continue reading →

One of my friends, a film buff of Irish extraction, is predictably a St. Patrick’s Day enthusiast.  It stands to reason, of course, that we tried and failed to find space in a traditional Irish pub on Friday – the way … Continue reading →