One of the very first fans of this blog was a gentleman named Brandt Maxwell, who is a master of quirky geography lists. One of his finest lists (in my food-obsessed opinion, anyway) includes the names of the 10 largest countries in the world that do not have a U.S. restaurant devoted solely to their […]
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I consider myself a champion eater, but I was having something of a mid-afternoon slump when I took on a big fat plate of Swedish food at the Swedish Consulate’s Midsummer Festival in Battery Park. I got home from Barros Luco at 2:45 pm, with a bag of Chilean food clutched in my hands. Silly […] Read More >> |
I was pretty excited when a rare purveyor of relatively obscure ethnic food showed up in Midtown East. Usually, Midtown East is a sterile land of Starbucks, Dunkin’ Donuts, Starbucks, lame corner delis, Starbucks, nondescript pizza-by-the-slice, and Starbucks (affectionately known to locals as “Fivebucks”). But then a Chilean restaurant called Barros Luco came to town. […] Read More >> |