Archive for February, 2012

#111 Portugal: flaming sausage and moonshine at O Lavrador

  Generally speaking, restaurant servers are completely full of s#!t. I worked as a waiter for nearly a decade, and was specifically trained to lie through my teeth. A typical waiter-customer interaction goes something like this: Waiter:  “Today’s special is the chef’s magnificent dark gravy stew.” Customer:  “Oh. What’s in it? Is it good?” Waiter: […]

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#110 Belarus: tongue, mayonnaise, and dictator in my mouth… or not

  Four things really caught my attention during our visit to Syabri, a friendly Belorussian restaurant in Brooklyn: I got more tongue at Syabri than I’ve ever gotten in any other restaurant, Slavic or otherwise. I got more mayonnaise at Syabri than I’ve ever gotten in a Slavic restaurant. (The Russian and Ukrainian salads I […]

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#108-109 Jordan & Morocco: thank you, Chef Crammer

  I’m madly in love with the “Little Egypt” stretch of Steinway Street in Astoria.  There are tons of Lebanese, Egyptian, and Palestinian restaurants, accompanied by a dizzying array of hookah lounges, halal butcher shops, bakeries, and coffee shops.  And it’s arguably one of the friendliest chunks of NYC:  if you talk to a random […]

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#107 Georgia: khinkali with soft, doughy nipples

  Vodka doesn’t appear anywhere on the menu at Tbilisi, a cozy Georgian restaurant in the Gravesend neighborhood of Brooklyn. There’s no beer on the menu, either. But we got slaughtered, anyway. Surrendering to our lamentable stereotype of former Soviet states, our group of nine—all of whom were of purely Asian or Western European descent, […]

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