<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:57:22.852-05:00</updated><category term='Italian'/><category term='Park Slope'/><category term='K-Town'/><category term='Williamsburg'/><category term='Midtown West'/><category term='Hong Kong'/><category term='Soup and Sandwich'/><category term='English'/><category term='West Village'/><category term='Upper West Side'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='Midtown East'/><category term='Times Square'/><category term='I approve'/><category term='French'/><category term='Brunch'/><category term='Chinatown'/><category term='East Village'/><category term='Seafood'/><category term='Chelsea'/><category term='Flushing'/><category term='Greek'/><category term='Lower East Side'/><category term='Venezuelan'/><category term='Tribeca'/><category term='Little Itlay'/><category term='Soho'/><category term='Macanese'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='Union Square'/><category term='Vietnamese'/><category term='Traditional American'/><category term='Spanish'/><category term='Meatpacking'/><category term='Bakery'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='News'/><category term='Korean'/><category term='Indonesian'/><category term='Kitchen Experiments'/><category term='New American'/><category term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>Lynda says ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-6181565399444953119</id><published>2010-07-12T13:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:18:29.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I approve'/><title type='text'>NYC Rocks. Reason #17</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things on earth. FOODTRUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/restaurants/cheapeats/2010/67139/"&gt;Click here for the NYmag rundown.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TDtOJJjAgfI/AAAAAAAABu8/QnPf8_tad_Q/s1600/food-trucks-nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493070089596994034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TDtOJJjAgfI/AAAAAAAABu8/QnPf8_tad_Q/s400/food-trucks-nyc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-6181565399444953119?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/6181565399444953119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=6181565399444953119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6181565399444953119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6181565399444953119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/07/nyc-rocks-reason-17.html' title='NYC Rocks. Reason #17'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TDtOJJjAgfI/AAAAAAAABu8/QnPf8_tad_Q/s72-c/food-trucks-nyc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5450797850084546146</id><published>2010-06-15T12:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:53:42.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I approve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><title type='text'>The Eloquent Chef</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://thepopchef.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fresh Off the Boat &lt;/a&gt;blog - where Eddie Huang, creator of "Baohaus", details the trials and tribulations of the food industry and his own restaurant(s).&lt;br /&gt;He just released the final menu of his new joint "Xiao Ye". Can't wait to order [everything] off of this and say things like "poo poo greens" and "bootycake" out-loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend Eddie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TBertSy_SMI/AAAAAAAABuU/1VOKyrZBlS4/s1600/XYmenu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483039865975032002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TBertSy_SMI/AAAAAAAABuU/1VOKyrZBlS4/s400/XYmenu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TBer1Ho5lOI/AAAAAAAABuc/9W6_JbnnEsU/s1600/XYmenu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483040000418878690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TBer1Ho5lOI/AAAAAAAABuc/9W6_JbnnEsU/s400/XYmenu1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hat tip to &lt;a href="http://calebpchao.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5450797850084546146?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5450797850084546146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5450797850084546146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5450797850084546146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5450797850084546146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/06/eloquent-chef.html' title='The Eloquent Chef'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/TBertSy_SMI/AAAAAAAABuU/1VOKyrZBlS4/s72-c/XYmenu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4868385884452050959</id><published>2010-04-08T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:02:38.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>People Like Me</title><content type='html'>Hey look, an article about us!&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd post this considering it was brought to my attention multiple times -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/07/dining/07camera.html?emc=eta1"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/07/dining/07camera.html?emc=eta1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4868385884452050959?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4868385884452050959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4868385884452050959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4868385884452050959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4868385884452050959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/04/people-like-me.html' title='People Like Me'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4600857995635475071</id><published>2010-03-23T11:21:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:54:44.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>Hot &amp; Crispy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE TAIYAKI&lt;/strong&gt; (83 Matheson Street, Causeway Bay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple years ago this pheonomenon took over the "&lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-heart-octopus-balls.html"&gt;Gindaco&lt;/a&gt;" takoyaki joint right next to Times Square that I so adored. But I'm ok with that, this is pretty damn good too. Wouldn't quite call this a "sandwich" as the sign says, but it sure is "hot and crispy". Not actually made from fish, these are just fish-shaped waffles with a variety of fillings. The fun component (other than the AWESOME SHAPE!) is that each combination hails from a different nation. Such as (my fav) the "Italian" - cheese, onion, tomato sauce, sausage and tuna; the "German" - sausage, potato, onion and bacon; the "French" - cinnamon, apple and custard; the classic "Japanese" - red bean paste. One of these babies only costs $15 (approx $1.90USD). Clearly, they need to open a nyc branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S71JVUQzbcI/AAAAAAAABq0/sI4yf5fM9mo/s1600/DSC08436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457598954008178114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S71JVUQzbcI/AAAAAAAABq0/sI4yf5fM9mo/s400/DSC08436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S71I7-pmS3I/AAAAAAAABqs/_aRWDmriI-0/s1600/DSC08433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457598518709865330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S71I7-pmS3I/AAAAAAAABqs/_aRWDmriI-0/s400/DSC08433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metal fish molds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4600857995635475071?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4600857995635475071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4600857995635475071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4600857995635475071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4600857995635475071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/03/hot-crispy.html' title='Hot &amp; Crispy'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S71JVUQzbcI/AAAAAAAABq0/sI4yf5fM9mo/s72-c/DSC08436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-2809203251119727323</id><published>2010-03-08T16:05:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:08:58.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>The 3 Tenets of Macau</title><content type='html'>Imho, and feel free to disagree, the 3 best food items of the Macanese culture are the milk teas, pork buns and pastéis de nata (aka Portuguese egg tarts). One of the most satisfying meals you can have is created when all elements are combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MACAU RESTAURANT&lt;/strong&gt; (Shop 270-275, Shun Tak Centre, Central and multiple locations)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Located in the Shun Tak Centre where the Macau ferry picks up and drops off (how appropriate) is one of my favorite 'cha chaan tengs' - like a Cantonese equivalent of an American diner. The Macanese cuisine here is simple, unfussy, just as good as, and dare I say, better than anything I ate in Macau itself. This particular location is usually teeming with people who are catching a bite right before their departure or chomping down after a weary ride. But then there are people like me who come here because this is cheap, 'fast food' done right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cK-SAoBLI/AAAAAAAABmw/6UaDHSwbyBA/s1600-h/Feb-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446834339430532274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cK-SAoBLI/AAAAAAAABmw/6UaDHSwbyBA/s400/Feb-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLMtRoGoI/AAAAAAAABnA/7euCSNmOYzE/s1600-h/Feb-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446834587267766914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLMtRoGoI/AAAAAAAABnA/7euCSNmOYzE/s400/Feb-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLExJ8KUI/AAAAAAAABm4/95r1RLyrGrA/s1600-h/Feb-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446834450870315330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLExJ8KUI/AAAAAAAABm4/95r1RLyrGrA/s400/Feb-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The succulent (and 'boneless' - as my bf happily pointed out) pork chops came sandwiched in a freshly baked bun - the kind that can tear the roof of your mouth if you're not careful but ends up being worth it. My dish also unexpectedly came with fluffy scrambled eggs just the way I like them. The most memorable item hands down is the egg tarts - Portuguese style with their slightly charred filling, more custardy texture, lighter and flakier crust when compared to regular HK 'dan tats'. Macau Restaurant offers both the standard version and one made with just the egg whites. Now that's pretty 'unbeatable' ... hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLVxQPt7I/AAAAAAAABnI/PRGKpINLAvA/s1600-h/Feb-157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446834742954538930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cLVxQPt7I/AAAAAAAABnI/PRGKpINLAvA/s400/Feb-157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"6 dan tats to go pls"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-2809203251119727323?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/2809203251119727323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=2809203251119727323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2809203251119727323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2809203251119727323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-tenets-of-macau.html' title='The 3 Tenets of Macau'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S5cK-SAoBLI/AAAAAAAABmw/6UaDHSwbyBA/s72-c/Feb-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5635086112288365221</id><published>2010-03-02T17:36:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:18:56.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><title type='text'>Modern Chinese</title><content type='html'>Quite a few of my friends have been reminding me about the existence of this blog. Ok, yes, I've been egregious about updating even though I said I would multiple times (see &lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/11/crisis-relief.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/02/hiatus-no-more-i-think.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). So here goes my 3rd attempt. Welcome 2010 guys (61 days late)!&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a Hong Kong/Beijing trip so I thought it be most appropriate to start off with some of that. This post is dedicated to Rach as she set up this little lunch gathering below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BO INNOVATIONS&lt;/strong&gt; (Private lift entrance on 18 Ship Street, Wan Chai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted to come here ever since watching it featured on a segment of "No Reservations: Hong Kong". Everything Anthony Bourdain eats I want to eat too, except for the items with animal excrement still inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The genius behind Bo Innovations is the "Demon Chef" (aka Alvin) and his penchant for 'updating' classic Chinese food for the modern palate. Among many options, this 2 Michelin star restaurant offers a $198 HKD lunch prix fixe ($25.50 USD) which is a superb deal for 2 small dishes, an entree, dessert and starch du jour. Set atop a second floor terrace above the busy streets of Wan Chai, we were treated to a memorable meal with a view of the Demon Chef himself at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fun Fact:&lt;/em&gt; We were pleasantly surprised to find one of our old highschool classmates working here! What a small world. He was kind enough to send over a few extra plates to try :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43NjAjuMCI/AAAAAAAABjQ/PEVLNnSt1JM/s1600-h/bo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233525889740834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43NjAjuMCI/AAAAAAAABjQ/PEVLNnSt1JM/s400/bo-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenity above the hustle bustle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43NuBUACEI/AAAAAAAABjY/rF91GghH0LM/s1600-h/bo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233715070797890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43NuBUACEI/AAAAAAAABjY/rF91GghH0LM/s400/bo-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place-setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43N0fYfmCI/AAAAAAAABjg/U9mAUnP6ehI/s1600-h/bo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233826221922338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43N0fYfmCI/AAAAAAAABjg/U9mAUnP6ehI/s400/bo-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OGizPrGI/AAAAAAAABj4/sIPVgOdzIGU/s1600-h/bo-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234136377076834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OGizPrGI/AAAAAAAABj4/sIPVgOdzIGU/s400/bo-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagyu cheeks "xiao lung bao" avruga caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OAWbkH9I/AAAAAAAABjw/HhF6rbm9L_Q/s1600-h/bo-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234029977313234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OAWbkH9I/AAAAAAAABjw/HhF6rbm9L_Q/s400/bo-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Har gau" truffle XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Omf7bhcI/AAAAAAAABkY/lAbt30LKyvk/s1600-h/bo-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234685361915330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Omf7bhcI/AAAAAAAABkY/lAbt30LKyvk/s400/bo-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foie gras breadpudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OMxjnPDI/AAAAAAAABkA/9bIVMzvAc44/s1600-h/bo-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234243417259058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OMxjnPDI/AAAAAAAABkA/9bIVMzvAc44/s400/bo-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foie gras potsticker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Or0IPByI/AAAAAAAABkg/iFjJOSqfZKw/s1600-h/bo-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234776683677474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Or0IPByI/AAAAAAAABkg/iFjJOSqfZKw/s400/bo-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep fried scallop balls, kaffir lime sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43N6Hat9LI/AAAAAAAABjo/Xeuf5r-IUp8/s1600-h/bo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444233922868016306" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43N6Hat9LI/AAAAAAAABjo/Xeuf5r-IUp8/s400/bo-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black truffle "cheung fun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OZkSzVAI/AAAAAAAABkI/bJp7GnYEEAw/s1600-h/bo-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234463195386882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43OZkSzVAI/AAAAAAAABkI/bJp7GnYEEAw/s400/bo-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24hrs. cooked pork lasagna in chinese vinegar, egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Of2TqllI/AAAAAAAABkQ/7vno2-a1os8/s1600-h/bo-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234571110061650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Of2TqllI/AAAAAAAABkQ/7vno2-a1os8/s400/bo-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starch du jour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Ow09rm7I/AAAAAAAABko/PBm61wYe1zA/s1600-h/bo-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444234862807194546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43Ow09rm7I/AAAAAAAABko/PBm61wYe1zA/s400/bo-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desset du jour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favorite dishes was the entree - the pork was perfectly tender and flavorful with a tangy, sweet and salty vinegar sauce; the egg yolk was so fun to eat, enclosed in a clear soft shell (gastronomy magic clearly happened here). When dining out I always find appetizers a wee more well done so I was happy to see this change. My other definite favorite was the dessert - a divine rich chocolate and banana concoction soaked in a Chinese liquor; towards the end of eating it the flavor of the chocolate melts into the liquid so that you can drink every last bit of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Must say, one thing I noticed for a place that puts so much emphasis on modern technique was that there was not as much molecular-gastronomy-flair as I expected. Although this might have just been the things I ordered since one friend got something that came in 'snow' form. Also, at certain points I couldn't taste the gourmet ingredients listed, such as the foie gras in the potsticker. Other than these small details, I have no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see a actually 'good' remake of classic Chinese fare - not the generic asian fusion stupidity that I cannot differentiate but actual thought out combinations that taste as good as they look. Personally, I've always thought that the simple, original recipes are usually better, but after eating here I'm open to the idea of merging forms into something, possibly, greater. Menu's change monthly, so I'm certainly planning on going back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5635086112288365221?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5635086112288365221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5635086112288365221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5635086112288365221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5635086112288365221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2010/03/modern-chinese.html' title='Modern Chinese'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/S43NjAjuMCI/AAAAAAAABjQ/PEVLNnSt1JM/s72-c/bo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7982653572156341112</id><published>2009-06-28T07:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:21:19.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lower East Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Sweet Tooth</title><content type='html'>Within walking distance of each other, these two LES spots are my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; cupcake shops in the City thus far. Despite creating the same delectable sweet treats they are as different as can be with their ingredient choices. &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUGAR SWEET SUNSHINE&lt;/strong&gt; (126 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rivington&lt;/span&gt; St, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btwn&lt;/span&gt; Essex/Norfolk St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more traditional of the two, you can get a divinely flavored cupcake for only $1.50. This little indulgence would satisfy any craving with its buttery cake and smooth icing. The cafe itself is super cute with sunk in chairs perfect for a relaxing moment - the idea is unpretentious with a retro 70s vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdT02SfedI/AAAAAAAABU4/ltSMRBf6BgM/s1600-h/DSC07960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352338849544501714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdT02SfedI/AAAAAAAABU4/ltSMRBf6BgM/s400/DSC07960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon cake with lemon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BABYCAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (248 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Broome&lt;/span&gt; St, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;btwn&lt;/span&gt; Orchard/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ludlow&lt;/span&gt; St.)&lt;/p&gt;I never thought I would like something vegan this much. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Surprised&lt;/span&gt; to say it, but this has to be my all time favorite cupcake - I think it's because I'm in love with their unique spelt wheat batter which gives the cake a flavor reminiscent of malt digestive cookies. The icing veers on the lighter, airier side which means I could eat these babies all day without feeling too guilty or sickly. These baked goodies are Refined Sugar Free, Gluten Free, Wheat Free, Soy Free, and the list goes on to cater to every specific health need. It's on the pricier end at $3.25 each but they are worth it. I feel like the cat's meow whenever I carry these cupcakes home in their ridiculously cute pink boxes with a see-through cutout showing off my treasures to the world. The seating unlike Sugar Sweet Sunshine is minimal. It's like stepping into a shoebox that belongs to fairies. Magical baker fairies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Sp8ihzbmOcI/AAAAAAAABXQ/hBG3EzJXUrs/s1600-h/DSC08777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377054444240648642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Sp8ihzbmOcI/AAAAAAAABXQ/hBG3EzJXUrs/s400/DSC08777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla cake with zesty lemon icing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7982653572156341112?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7982653572156341112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7982653572156341112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7982653572156341112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7982653572156341112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-tooth.html' title='Sweet Tooth'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdT02SfedI/AAAAAAAABU4/ltSMRBf6BgM/s72-c/DSC07960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7915701098247021662</id><published>2009-06-26T11:40:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:21:48.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bakery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Mo Momo</title><content type='html'>Read my original post on &lt;strong&gt;Momofuku Bakery &amp;amp; Bar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Momo opened their bakery end of last year I've been making a trip about once every two months to indulge in the decadence. They've definitely ramped up their production levels and adapted to their consistent popularity; I can usually get the first thing I want on their menu unlike when they first opened. From the pimple looking volcano to the thick chewy cookies every single item is bombarded with flavor; what's offered here is not for the faint of heart nor the weak of heart. Seriously, I've often left with my throat clogged in layers of pork fat, sugar and butter -- but in the good way of course. If you can't imagine how that's possible then this is not the destination for you. I've also noticed that every time I'm there they tweak the menu a bit, which is nice as there's always something new to try but it's a pity when anything has to be rotated out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdLeOW5qUI/AAAAAAAABUw/BWUEVMroY9Y/s1600-h/DSC07312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352329664775432514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdLeOW5qUI/AAAAAAAABUw/BWUEVMroY9Y/s400/DSC07312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Cake&lt;/strong&gt; - yellow cake icing, yellow cake crumbs, fudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkTt562MbfI/AAAAAAAABUY/6CnV40_Lp-s/s1600-h/DSC08348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351663836527881714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkTt562MbfI/AAAAAAAABUY/6CnV40_Lp-s/s400/DSC08348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Volcano&lt;/strong&gt; - potato gratin, gruyere cheese, benton's bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkccEJz4d1I/AAAAAAAABUg/V5vO9VqZIkI/s1600-h/DSC07315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277539831707474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkccEJz4d1I/AAAAAAAABUg/V5vO9VqZIkI/s400/DSC07315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carrot Cake &lt;/strong&gt;- no longer on the menu :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkTsO1yhynI/AAAAAAAABUQ/mcAvhYUZp1w/s1600-h/DSC08347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351661996924324466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkTsO1yhynI/AAAAAAAABUQ/mcAvhYUZp1w/s400/DSC08347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Palmer Cake&lt;/strong&gt; - iced tea jelly, lemon mascarpone cream, almond tea crunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7915701098247021662?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7915701098247021662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7915701098247021662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7915701098247021662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7915701098247021662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/06/mo-momo.html' title='Mo Momo'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SkdLeOW5qUI/AAAAAAAABUw/BWUEVMroY9Y/s72-c/DSC07312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-1794954452864603129</id><published>2009-03-31T17:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:32:15.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I approve'/><title type='text'>Ultimate Shelf Life Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.stilltasty.com/"&gt;Still Tasty&lt;/a&gt; is here to be your new mom. This is your information destination for anything regarding shelf life on different foods, tips on how to best store it, etc. I wish I could absorb all this via a single knowledge pill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-1794954452864603129?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/1794954452864603129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=1794954452864603129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1794954452864603129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1794954452864603129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/03/ultimate-shelf-life-guide.html' title='Ultimate Shelf Life Guide'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-6209341389994257119</id><published>2009-03-30T23:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:31:11.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seafood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park Slope'/><title type='text'>Shrimptacular</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BROOKLYN FISH CAMP&lt;/strong&gt; (162 Fifth Avenue, Brooklyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this era of recession friendly prix-fixes and all-you-can-eat-deals, we have been quite spoilt with choice. This February it was the draw of seafood that brought me to a part of Brooklyn that I've only been once before - the stroller heavy Park Slope. The deal was $16 for all-you-can-eat shrimps every Tuesday with two for one drink specials on top of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: Just checked the website and it's no longer listed :( however they do mention to "stay tuned for the next round of recession specials" - I'm be excited to see what they come up with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf and I each had 3 full bowls of shrimp, totaling about 60 shrimps each. Our waitress called us "crazy" - I think that was a compliment. I'm not saying you should OD on protein like we did but they are damn good so it would be easy to do so. Each bowl came with cocktial sauce dip and a slice of lemon. Being the fat ass I am I asked for drawn butter also. Honestly, they were not the best shrimps I've had, but at the rate of only $16 they were better than "good enough". The other goodies on the menu looked great as we witnessed on the tables next to us. Sounds like I'll be coming back Park Slope, I'll eventually learn to embrace the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SdGVJqjwhuI/AAAAAAAABQI/y4VWp-o3NDE/s1600-h/DSC07473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319196628176897762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SdGVJqjwhuI/AAAAAAAABQI/y4VWp-o3NDE/s400/DSC07473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance/bar area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SdGU4hhMroI/AAAAAAAABQA/0Txm-wNDfW0/s1600-h/DSC07475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319196333692464770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SdGU4hhMroI/AAAAAAAABQA/0Txm-wNDfW0/s400/DSC07475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowl 1 of 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-6209341389994257119?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/6209341389994257119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=6209341389994257119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6209341389994257119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6209341389994257119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/03/shrimptacular.html' title='Shrimptacular'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SdGVJqjwhuI/AAAAAAAABQI/y4VWp-o3NDE/s72-c/DSC07473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-1732776880545008179</id><published>2009-03-08T21:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:33:01.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Experiments'/><title type='text'>Eating In (VDay Edition)</title><content type='html'>This Valentine's day we decided keep it relaxed and economical with some dining in. The bf offered to cook me a delicious meal and I made surprise cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy spent the day gathering ingredients at Chelsea Market and came out with a seafood theme. For our side we had lobster bisque w/ bread rolls; and for the main he re-created "&lt;strong&gt;Scallops and Cauliflower with Caper-Raisin Sauce&lt;/strong&gt;" by the ingenius Jean-Georges. The creamy, sweet, tangy, and yet salty sauce paired with fresh scallops is a fulfulling combo of flavors. You can find the recipe &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Scallops-and-Cauliflower-with-Caper-Raisin-Sauce-15422"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGyhPZy0lI/AAAAAAAABP4/o9GWIs2GWU0/s1600-h/DSC07457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314725319414043218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGyhPZy0lI/AAAAAAAABP4/o9GWIs2GWU0/s400/DSC07457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of town, I had made "&lt;strong&gt;Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Pudding Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;". (Note: the pudding gives it extra chew). I had altered &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Oatmeal-Pudding-Cookies/Detail.aspx"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;recipe to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 (3.5 ounce) package instant vanilla pudding mix&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 cups rolled oats&lt;br /&gt;1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Butter cookie sheets.&lt;br /&gt;2. In a large bowl, cream together shortening, brown sugar, and white sugar until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Blend in instant pudding, cinnamon and vanilla extract.&lt;br /&gt;4. Then beat in eggs until the batter is light and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Combine flour and baking soda; mix into the batter.&lt;br /&gt;6. Stir in oats and chocolate chips. Dough will be stiff.&lt;br /&gt;7. Drop dough by spoonfuls onto the cookie sheets. (Serves 48)&lt;br /&gt;8. Bake for 8 to 12 minutes in the preheated oven, or until firm.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty simple right? I thought so. But being the overly-zealous-never-have-I-ever-baked-cookies-from-scratch-by-myself-individual I had accidentally added one whole extra cup of white sugar into by batter. --Le sigh-- I went ahead and finished making them anyway. Fortunately, they came out deliciously big, flat and chewy (although definitely on the sweeter side). Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGwwUP7xMI/AAAAAAAABPw/xAnFMSh-dDw/s1600-h/DSC07453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314723379389646018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGwwUP7xMI/AAAAAAAABPw/xAnFMSh-dDw/s400/DSC07453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remade the cookies for my coworkers the following week (using the correct amount of sugar this time).  The shape was completely different! Startling what a cup of sugar can do - without it this batch was definitely smaller and thicker in height. After taste tests by brave persons they concluded that this batch was better. I agree, although I do have a fondness for bigger, flatter looking cookies. Need to go work on finding the perfect medium between the two batches ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGvpWjcQOI/AAAAAAAABPo/0w2BOZyJqCY/s1600-h/DSC07476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314722160237625570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGvpWjcQOI/AAAAAAAABPo/0w2BOZyJqCY/s400/DSC07476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still at it ... still cooking ... whoo, this is pretty amazing for my lazy ass).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-1732776880545008179?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/1732776880545008179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=1732776880545008179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1732776880545008179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1732776880545008179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/03/eating-in-vday-edition.html' title='Eating In (VDay Edition)'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/ScGyhPZy0lI/AAAAAAAABP4/o9GWIs2GWU0/s72-c/DSC07457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5521042535730396449</id><published>2009-02-24T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:52:50.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Reading Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/food_and_drink/real_food/article5561425.ece?token=null&amp;amp;offset=0&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;50 of the world's best food blogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5521042535730396449?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5521042535730396449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5521042535730396449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5521042535730396449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5521042535730396449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-your-reading-pleasure.html' title='For Your Reading Pleasure'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7276552984167835260</id><published>2009-02-11T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:08:42.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Winter NYC Restaurant Week has now been extended through Feb 27!  Check out the selection &lt;a href="http://nycgo.com/restaurantweek"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7276552984167835260?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7276552984167835260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7276552984167835260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7276552984167835260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7276552984167835260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/02/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7130665731498139227</id><published>2009-02-09T22:41:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:56:33.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JEWEL BAKO&lt;/strong&gt; (239 E. 5th St, btwn 2nd/3rd Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since randomly peeking into a tiny inconspicuous window-in-the-wall on 5th St. a couple years back this has been on my to-eat list. The enchanting view of the interior was enticing enough for a visit, but what sealed the deal was finding out this was the famed Jewel Bako - known for it's fresh fish and the "Bizarre Eats" episode where they featured live, moving lobster sashimi (sadly, I did not see that on the menu). Finally last Dec. the bf and I came here for my birthday. Glad to say it did not disappoint - it was the perfect balance of fish to rice, which I think is one of the key elements to great sushi and a rare thing to find in the superfluous number of sushi restaurants in ny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4_Umfq8I/AAAAAAAABNw/2-TvSvVZKH8/s1600-h/DSC06892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301010528160689090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4_Umfq8I/AAAAAAAABNw/2-TvSvVZKH8/s400/DSC06892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decor is like being inside a chic version of a whale, a wooden ribcage lined from wall to ceiling. How funny that we are eating fish inside this - although I'm not sure if the architects fashioned it to be morbidly amusing like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4iu8ZT2I/AAAAAAAABNo/lKCrNB7bNtk/s1600-h/DSC06897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301010037015662434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4iu8ZT2I/AAAAAAAABNo/lKCrNB7bNtk/s400/DSC06897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trio of Tartares&lt;/strong&gt; - Blue Fin Tuna, Salmon and Yellowtail served with lotus root chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4NgSXiVI/AAAAAAAABNg/x58sstDZFBQ/s1600-h/DSC06901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301009672304036178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4NgSXiVI/AAAAAAAABNg/x58sstDZFBQ/s400/DSC06901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Makimono Omakase&lt;/strong&gt; - a tasting of all nine large makimono rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD33NimVBI/AAAAAAAABNY/s38KRy7kGds/s1600-h/DSC06903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301009289314718738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD33NimVBI/AAAAAAAABNY/s38KRy7kGds/s400/DSC06903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omakase&lt;/strong&gt; - Chef's selection of sushi or sashimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice of the waitress to ask me if I had any preferences for my omakase, not sure if that made a difference on the chef's final picks, but it was thoughtful to ask. Needless to say, everything was deliciously fresh and beautifully presented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7130665731498139227?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7130665731498139227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7130665731498139227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7130665731498139227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7130665731498139227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-present.html' title='Birthday Present'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SZD4_Umfq8I/AAAAAAAABNw/2-TvSvVZKH8/s72-c/DSC06892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-3782766688027673033</id><published>2009-01-21T00:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:37:06.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Experiments'/><title type='text'>Eating In</title><content type='html'>One of my new years resolution is to cook more. As all resolutions are destined to fail this will probably not happen, but I can pretend for a while. So, as I was craving a mouth-watering chunk of red meat and not wanting to part with 40+ dollars for a proper steak the obvious solution was to break out the pots and pans. Luckily, the bf knows how to grill. Behold a simple, legit meal at home for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SXay8GoBE3I/AAAAAAAABME/VmO0t6ak1KI/s1600-h/DSC07297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293615157660947314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SXay8GoBE3I/AAAAAAAABME/VmO0t6ak1KI/s400/DSC07297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Grilled rib-eye steak, Cream potatoes mixed w/ sour cream, butter and chives, Sauteed swiss chard)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-3782766688027673033?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/3782766688027673033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=3782766688027673033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/3782766688027673033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/3782766688027673033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2009/01/eating-in.html' title='Eating In'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SXay8GoBE3I/AAAAAAAABME/VmO0t6ak1KI/s72-c/DSC07297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-9107802090652619033</id><published>2008-12-11T23:50:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:31:50.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Williamsburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'>Pretty Much Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ever since moving to Brooklyn (abt half a year ago now...) I have not posted anything from my new location. My bad &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZENKICHI&lt;/strong&gt; (77 N 6th St @ Wythe Ave.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have found one of my favorite restaurants in Williamsburg - Zenkichi is a rare jem that excels in every facet including food, a reasonable price range, decor and service. Specializing in small dishes, the super zen atmosphere (think sleek minimalist black, with bamboo separations, and pebbled floors) leaves you in a perfect state to enjoy the freshness of the season's best offerings. This place is serious about letting you concentrate on food in comfort and privacy - each table is like its own room separated by bamboo curtains that your waiter draws up each time you summon him with a buzzer. I'm not a sucker for romantic locations, but this one is a perfect date spot - the minimalism is broken only slightly by accents of red roses. And I love the fact that it veers more on the quiet side of the scale in its non-pretentious non-scenester way. They also specialize in pairing their food with sake which I have yet to try. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The focus here is definitely on the Omakase (chef's tasting menu), which changes frequently to cater to the best of the season. I've been lucky enough to try two of them - last year's Valentines menu and October's Early Autumn menu. Below is the menu for the latter copied verbatim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHt4kTr6-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5kenDz8Y3WY/s1600-h/DSC06143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278761794329635810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHt4kTr6-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5kenDz8Y3WY/s400/DSC06143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miso Soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHwONrHdGI/AAAAAAAABKw/1KBSouTZRxI/s1600-h/DSC06145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278764365234271330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHwONrHdGI/AAAAAAAABKw/1KBSouTZRxI/s400/DSC06145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Tiny Shrimp&lt;/strong&gt; - luscious creamy shrimp from Toyama, Japan lightly boiled and served as sashimi: light dashi soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanma Namerou&lt;/strong&gt; - w/ myoga Japanese ginger in miso marinade; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The appearance of Sanma saury fish on a table denotes the arrival of aurumn in Japanese homes: Typically grilled, but this super-fresh fish from northern Japan is best enjoyed raw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHwt98wPgI/AAAAAAAABK4/vJOtggHXwAU/s1600-h/DSC06144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278764910769094146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHwt98wPgI/AAAAAAAABK4/vJOtggHXwAU/s400/DSC06144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maguro Carpaccio&lt;/strong&gt; - medium tuna sashimi with sesame oil, white soy sauce, green yuzu pepper, grated onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHv2GC0aNI/AAAAAAAABKo/hYpH5rho09M/s1600-h/DSC06146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278763950869342418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHv2GC0aNI/AAAAAAAABKo/hYpH5rho09M/s400/DSC06146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early Autumn Salad&lt;/strong&gt; - crispy lotus roots and Satsumaimo golden sweet potato on a bed of baby spinach &amp;amp; baby arugula: onion soy sauce dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHvhhGSikI/AAAAAAAABKg/mkTBL2q_3y8/s1600-h/DSC06147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278763597354404418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHvhhGSikI/AAAAAAAABKg/mkTBL2q_3y8/s400/DSC06147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amadai Tempura&lt;/strong&gt; - Amadai sweet butterfish is said to have been a favorite tempura fish of the first Tokugawa shogun, Ieyasu. Served with kabocha pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHvMd7LKCI/AAAAAAAABKY/7TbhjpmbQms/s1600-h/DSC06148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278763235725223970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHvMd7LKCI/AAAAAAAABKY/7TbhjpmbQms/s400/DSC06148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saiko Miso Cod&lt;/strong&gt; - grilled black cod in Kyoto miso marinade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHu4XjlbnI/AAAAAAAABKQ/6q_178ABRU4/s1600-h/DSC06149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278762890418286194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHu4XjlbnI/AAAAAAAABKQ/6q_178ABRU4/s400/DSC06149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grilled Lobster &amp;amp; Green Asparagus&lt;/strong&gt; - topped with lobster-based butter cream sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHufKhUM3I/AAAAAAAABKI/-4tXDzxFgRw/s1600-h/DSC06150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278762457422377842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHufKhUM3I/AAAAAAAABKI/-4tXDzxFgRw/s400/DSC06150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaki Saba Bo-Sushi&lt;/strong&gt; - Seared saba mackerel from Kyushu, Japan as pressed sushi: Yuzu pepper gomuku rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHuNsrotxI/AAAAAAAABKA/BysgKSOsfug/s1600-h/DSC06151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278762157354825490" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHuNsrotxI/AAAAAAAABKA/BysgKSOsfug/s400/DSC06151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homemade Chestnut Ice Cream, Sudachi &amp;amp; Lime Tart&lt;/strong&gt; - Japanese version of key lime pie w/ Sudachi citrus custard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent Zenkichi news: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Opened an enclosed winter garden in November &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Potential relocation into Manhattan (I'd say get here before it starts getting packed and pricey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-9107802090652619033?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/9107802090652619033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=9107802090652619033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/9107802090652619033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/9107802090652619033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/12/pretty-much-perfect.html' title='Pretty Much Perfect'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHt4kTr6-I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5kenDz8Y3WY/s72-c/DSC06143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-9181971134327527511</id><published>2008-12-11T23:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:44:48.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bakery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>MOMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MOMOFUKU BAKERY &amp;amp; BAR &lt;/strong&gt;(207 2nd Ave, 13th St. entrance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did it again! Damn that David Chang and his ever expanding Momofuku empire is making me fat. Yes, I know that this hot new joint has already been reviewed by every foodist and their mother - lemme just quickly throw some more praise at his feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My visit took place on a cold Tuesday night. Despite a &lt;em&gt;less busy day of the week &lt;/em&gt;they had already run out of pretty much all cakes and breads (note: go earlier?). That's ok, some of our other top pre-selected choices were present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked into Ssam Bar all confused as it had the same street address number; missed the bit about some 13th St. entrance. Be prepared that it is standing space only. Not to worry, lots of table space is provided. You can also watch the two pasty chefs at work with the open kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjZWFVJvI/AAAAAAAABJg/m4BhQm_4JtQ/s1600-h/DSC06765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278750262819104498" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjZWFVJvI/AAAAAAAABJg/m4BhQm_4JtQ/s400/DSC06765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salty pistachio caramel soft serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjoNl5WhI/AAAAAAAABJo/GiNndIGhT0Q/s1600-h/DSC06769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278750518237813266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjoNl5WhI/AAAAAAAABJo/GiNndIGhT0Q/s400/DSC06769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pork buns &lt;/strong&gt;- pork belly, cucumber, hoisin, scallions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjJlYVNpI/AAAAAAAABJY/dhQT0cJsGJk/s1600-h/DSC06764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278749992047425170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjJlYVNpI/AAAAAAAABJY/dhQT0cJsGJk/s400/DSC06764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blondie pumpkin pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recall one reviewer saying that eating the salty pistachio is like cheating on your wife. Although I have no wife, I whole-heartedly agree - anything that's both sweet and salty gets my heart racing. The pork belly was pure throat clogging fatty goodness; a signature Momofuku dish. And the blondie pumpkin pie was like eating gourmet candy. Do not underestimate the smallish slice; it is packed with flavour and enough sugar to keep you trampolining for another couple hours. I need to come back and try everything else on the menu - each item seems delightfully different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHoh8CrR6I/AAAAAAAABJw/A4YpyA12fOg/s1600-h/DSC06770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278755908005611426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHoh8CrR6I/AAAAAAAABJw/A4YpyA12fOg/s400/DSC06770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-9181971134327527511?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/9181971134327527511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=9181971134327527511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/9181971134327527511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/9181971134327527511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='MOMO'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SUHjZWFVJvI/AAAAAAAABJg/m4BhQm_4JtQ/s72-c/DSC06765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8793301187639123073</id><published>2008-11-19T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:32:19.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midtown East'/><title type='text'>Cute Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMS/B&lt;/strong&gt; (156 E. 45th St @ Lexington Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omusubi (aka rice balls) is a popular Japanese snack food which is both portable and adorable. At Oms/B you can pick from a multitude of pre-made toppings that come in a variety of colourful wrappers and shapes for a pretty, delicious lunch. Although most people seem to get them to go as the shop is quite small, they have some limited seating at tiny tables. I had Set A which consisted of any 3 Rice Balls and a soup at $8.25. They were a wee bit cold, which makes sense as they pre-make them to cater to the fast moving lunch crowd, but I think it would be nice to have the option of getting freshly fried tempura on your rice ball if you wanted the extra hot crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSQY03D_uJI/AAAAAAAABIQ/U0gwdslY694/s1600-h/DSC06169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270364760343296146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSQY03D_uJI/AAAAAAAABIQ/U0gwdslY694/s320/DSC06169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shrip Tempura w/ Green Tea Salt, Shrimp Pop Corn, Spicy Tuna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8793301187639123073?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8793301187639123073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8793301187639123073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8793301187639123073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8793301187639123073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/11/cute-lunch.html' title='Cute Lunch'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSQY03D_uJI/AAAAAAAABIQ/U0gwdslY694/s72-c/DSC06169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4867874201518231018</id><published>2008-11-17T19:13:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:51:32.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lower East Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesian'/><title type='text'>Crisis Relief</title><content type='html'>Hello again. So much for &lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/02/hiatus-no-more-i-think.html"&gt;that thought&lt;/a&gt;. A gigantic backlog of mouth-watering food postings have been accumulating in my 6 month absence. Again, I am &lt;em&gt;aiming&lt;/em&gt; to make a comeback. Although, no promises this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our dire financial situation, the bang-for-your-buck motto has reluctantly taken hold. As we pinch our wallets a little tighter, we become choosier, and maybe even a little wiser in our choices. Not only are we limited in the number of meals we can enjoy in a lifetime, the increasing risk of diminishing funds makes it our &lt;em&gt;responsibility&lt;/em&gt; to eat out in places that guarantee awesomeness. For help check out Open Table's "&lt;a href="http://www.opentable.com/promo.aspx?m=8&amp;amp;ref=4681&amp;amp;pid=329"&gt;Stimulus Plan&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;And here's one of my recommendations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KUTA&lt;/strong&gt; (65 Rivington St, btwn Allen/Eldrige St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Named after a beachy town in Bali, Indonesia, KUTA is that ideal getaway to forget your financial woes. The prix fixe four course dinner includes 1 satay + 1 starter + 1 entree + 1 dessert - all for $25, you can feast like a king without feeling guilty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIJ3uLAnxI/AAAAAAAABHw/CsR2R_e5-0o/s1600-h/DSC06256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269785366868565778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIJ3uLAnxI/AAAAAAAABHw/CsR2R_e5-0o/s320/DSC06256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indonesian Madura&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sweet soy brushed flank steak + peanut sauce + crispy shallots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIKi2wrawI/AAAAAAAABH4/REzQJG-Psio/s1600-h/DSC06258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269786107908418306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIKi2wrawI/AAAAAAAABH4/REzQJG-Psio/s320/DSC06258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somay "Bandung"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(steamed fish shumai + tofu + potato + spicy peanut sauce)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSILyuhE5qI/AAAAAAAABIA/jj4J9HKkHKs/s1600-h/DSC06261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269787480085030562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSILyuhE5qI/AAAAAAAABIA/jj4J9HKkHKs/s320/DSC06261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Manado" Spicy Duck Curry&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(crispy duck + seasonal vegetables + cherry tomato + pineapple basil red curry sauce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIMVxBewTI/AAAAAAAABII/vMZk-ZG6RkY/s1600-h/DSC06267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269788082053234994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIMVxBewTI/AAAAAAAABII/vMZk-ZG6RkY/s320/DSC06267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorbetto/Gelatto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sicilian pistachio + lime cilantro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite item was the satay, which neatly exemplified the flavor explosions in Indonesian cuisine in a couple of bites. The appetizer and entree were more ordinary, but pleasant fillers. The dessert was a more memorable experience - the pistachio gelato was not the best I've had but tasted classic and done right; the lime cilantro sorbet was both sweet and salty, the combination resulted in a new, fresh tasting flavor I've never had before - a perfect ending to the heavily spiced meal. They also had a "Crusted Coconut Fried Ice Cream" option but ran out when we ordered. I may have to come back just for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4867874201518231018?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4867874201518231018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4867874201518231018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4867874201518231018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4867874201518231018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/11/crisis-relief.html' title='Crisis Relief'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SSIJ3uLAnxI/AAAAAAAABHw/CsR2R_e5-0o/s72-c/DSC06256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8998843664177234249</id><published>2008-05-28T09:27:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:21:54.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>The Definition of Charming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BELCOURT&lt;/strong&gt; (84 E. 4th St @ 2nd Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETEPbZ5H0I/AAAAAAAAAkU/kUeyr5wYeS8/s1600-h/DSC03454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207502838480576322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETEPbZ5H0I/AAAAAAAAAkU/kUeyr5wYeS8/s320/DSC03454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living practically across the street from this gem of an establishment, I've seen it evolve from a mere green awning behind a construction site, to serving dinner, to expanding to a breakfast/lunch menu - and now in the heat of this delectable summer, to happily bustling away with its outdoor seating. Disregarding the proximity convinience for me, I find this to be a perfect spot for French-mediterranean fair in a wholly rustic and charming environment. Antique fixtures are everywhere from the chairs to the tiled floor - authentic enough without seeming to try too hard. The Belcourt has served me well the four times I've been. I avidly recommend coming here for brunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SELMb7Z5HrI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3V68oCp2C9U/s1600-h/IMG_0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948899368541874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SELMb7Z5HrI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3V68oCp2C9U/s320/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grilled cheese and sage sandwich with tomato soup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - perfectly grilled with incredibly fresh and rich soup; their housemade pork sausage (there in the backround) although more like thick fat patties than sausage-sausages were just as tasty - faintly sweet with a mustardy dressing on the side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SD1d9LZ5HoI/AAAAAAAAAi0/b-Ce7mD-DQA/s1600-h/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205420049924955778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SD1d9LZ5HoI/AAAAAAAAAi0/b-Ce7mD-DQA/s320/IMG_0444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baked eggs with toast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - no longer on their menu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETCIrZ5HxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/WnqVPgEfzJM/s1600-h/DSC05026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207500523493203730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETCIrZ5HxI/AAAAAAAAAj8/WnqVPgEfzJM/s320/DSC05026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vanilla and bourbon French toast with fresh ricotta and and Cook's maple syrup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - loved how the ricotta had a hint of lemon to it and that the whole effect was not too overwhelmingly sweet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETByLZ5HwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-uatgyfWX_Q/s1600-h/DSC05024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207500136946147074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETByLZ5HwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-uatgyfWX_Q/s320/DSC05024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;English breakfast with housemade baked beans, black pudding and grilled tomato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; they've also got the best freshly squeezed OJ I've come across during brunch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETDZbZ5HyI/AAAAAAAAAkE/po7BWj-ObiQ/s1600-h/DSC03450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207501910767640354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETDZbZ5HyI/AAAAAAAAAkE/po7BWj-ObiQ/s320/DSC03450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roasted butternut squash and apple raviolo, wild mushrooms with brown butter and sage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - as good as it sounds!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact: I learnt that Raviolo is Ravioli singular ... in this case the Raviolo is much larger than the average Americanized Ravioli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETD47Z5HzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/R1qZpVo5lrU/s1600-h/DSC03459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207502451933519666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETD47Z5HzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/R1qZpVo5lrU/s320/DSC03459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bourride of monkfish with brandade dumplings, baby fennel, manila clams and sauce vert&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fact: Bourride is fish soup similar to bouillabaisse but without saffron, flavoured with aïoli (garlic mayonnaise).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8998843664177234249?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8998843664177234249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8998843664177234249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8998843664177234249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8998843664177234249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/05/definition-of-charming.html' title='The Definition of Charming'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SETEPbZ5H0I/AAAAAAAAAkU/kUeyr5wYeS8/s72-c/DSC03454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7052014716421555377</id><published>2008-04-27T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:16:18.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Man-made Natural</title><content type='html'>The secrets are out for Pinkberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The All-Natural Taste that Wasn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/23/dining/23yogurt.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/23/dining/23yogurt.html?_r=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7052014716421555377?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7052014716421555377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7052014716421555377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7052014716421555377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7052014716421555377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-made-natural.html' title='Man-made Natural'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8905108646598891760</id><published>2008-04-16T23:26:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:17:28.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Out for Tea</title><content type='html'>I recall coming back from a 4-month stint in London a couple years ago and enduring the most painful withdrawal symptoms from my tea, scones and clotted cream ritual. If you ever feel that kind of pain; or just in want of some scrumptious activity in the afternoon; or even to break up the monotony of brunch here are some darling shoppes that will provide you with some solace in those areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEA &amp;amp; SYMPATHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(108 Greenwich Avenue, btwn 12th/13th St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS3y6hey3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XbyxejZnmwE/s1600-h/DSC03061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193978355596053362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS3y6hey3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XbyxejZnmwE/s320/DSC03061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located in Nyc's 'Little Britain' (did you even know we had one, cuz I didn't, probably because it's about as big as half a block), this charming little tea spot has a solid selection of not just tea but other lovely British dishes and goodies. Prepare yourself to be placed into some very cramped quarters though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS4J6hey4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ibKC_Lsruuw/s1600-h/DSC03062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193978750733044610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS4J6hey4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ibKC_Lsruuw/s200/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traditional Scones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Served with clotted cream and strawberry or raspberry jam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PODUNK &lt;/strong&gt;(231 E 5th St, btwn 2nd/3rd Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS7o6hey6I/AAAAAAAAAco/Aa-7aerc6pM/s1600-h/DSC04441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193982581843872674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS7o6hey6I/AAAAAAAAAco/Aa-7aerc6pM/s320/DSC04441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly less crowded than "Tea &amp;amp; Sympathy". However, they do not speak with a British accent here. Instead you will meet a portly grandmother figure taking the orders and working the cash register (complete with those perfectly round, black framed glasses, apron and shower-cap looking head-wear).&lt;br /&gt;In terms of food and presentation, I find it more put-together here. The multitude of tea cups, saucers and tea-related things on colourful rustic trays make me feel kind of giddy; and the selection of appetizing tea sets offer a divine selection of memorable flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8Hahey7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/oLHM2creLPc/s1600-h/DSC04442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193983105829882802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8Hahey7I/AAAAAAAAAcw/oLHM2creLPc/s200/DSC04442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nibbler Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Cayenne Cheddar Biscuits, Baby Scones, Gorgonzola-stuffed Apricots, Almond Tea Cakes, Jam, Cream, Herb Truffle; paired with Apricot tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8aahey8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/xeO1PkjSuMo/s1600-h/DSC04443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193983432247397314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8aahey8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/xeO1PkjSuMo/s200/DSC04443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blunt &amp;amp; Savory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Mini Tea Pies, Savory filled Scones, Cheddar Biscuits, Focaccia and Goat's Cheese; paired with Oolong tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8aahey8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/xeO1PkjSuMo/s1600-h/DSC04443.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8sKhey9I/AAAAAAAAAdA/USFOqrzcNjw/s1600-h/DSC04444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193983737190075346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS8sKhey9I/AAAAAAAAAdA/USFOqrzcNjw/s200/DSC04444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cream Tea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scones, Cream, Jam, a Medley of Fresh Berries; paired with Ceylon tea)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8905108646598891760?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8905108646598891760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8905108646598891760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8905108646598891760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8905108646598891760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-for-tea.html' title='Out for Tea'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/SBS3y6hey3I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XbyxejZnmwE/s72-c/DSC03061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4698539694167883612</id><published>2008-04-16T23:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:26:00.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case ...</title><content type='html'>... you didn't know, you can click on the photos for the original full resolution versions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4698539694167883612?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4698539694167883612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4698539694167883612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4698539694167883612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4698539694167883612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-in-case.html' title='Just in case ...'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-2099216430930808425</id><published>2008-03-29T13:22:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:18:33.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Times Square'/><title type='text'>The High Italian Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INSIEME&lt;/strong&gt; (777 7th Ave @ 51st St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-57O62HARI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iCfC9xQT6tE/s1600-h/DSC04164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183215717394612498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-57O62HARI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iCfC9xQT6tE/s320/DSC04164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading NYMag's "Best of New York" issue I had to see for myself if this place really was one of the best new restaurants/best lasagna in town. Located mid-town, the restaurant is super stylish and sleek, and full of the older-business-crowd types. I can see this being a great choice for a formal/business meal.&lt;br /&gt;Mastermind chefs Marco Canora and Paul Grieco came up with a philosophy of bringing together the "old world and the new world" at Insieme, evident in the menu itself, which has a 'traditional' side and then a 'contemporary' one.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the lasagna (of course!). Surprisingly light and airy for a dish that is known to be heavy. The spinach pasta in the lasagna is made fresh everyday, pretty damn kool.&lt;br /&gt;This was &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; of the best lasagnas I've had, although not &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;best. I think that title varies according to a person's preference and mood for either an intense cheesy lasagna or a more delicate version such as this (and for that side of the lasagna scale, this is definitely the winner). So Garfield of me, but c'mon, lasagna's a serious topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-57yq2HATI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8BgXSiEvhSc/s1600-h/DSC04161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183216331574935858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-57yq2HATI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8BgXSiEvhSc/s200/DSC04161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amuse bouche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-58CK2HAUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3GNZYqqu11w/s1600-h/DSC04163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183216597862908226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-58CK2HAUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3GNZYqqu11w/s200/DSC04163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lasagna Verde alla Bolognese&lt;br /&gt;(spinach pasta with bechamel and meat ragu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B%C3%A9chamel_sauce"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B%C3%A9chamel_sauce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-58dq2HAVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VvbJULgvoB0/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183217070309310802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-58dq2HAVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/VvbJULgvoB0/s200/DSC04166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gelato&lt;br /&gt;(from top: vanilla, bourbon-chestnut, and gingerbread spice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-58CK2HAUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3GNZYqqu11w/s1600-h/DSC04163.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-2099216430930808425?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/2099216430930808425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=2099216430930808425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2099216430930808425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2099216430930808425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/03/high-italian-style.html' title='The High Italian Style'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-57O62HARI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iCfC9xQT6tE/s72-c/DSC04164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8563853912963279756</id><published>2008-03-29T12:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:19:39.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soup and Sandwich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>Craft-ing the Sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;'WICHCRAFT&lt;/strong&gt; (60 8th St. @ Broadway)&lt;br /&gt;The one I frequent is in the village by NYU but check the website for their other locations throughout Manhattan. This delish sandwich shoppe focuses on bringing together fresh ingredients and the expertise knowledge of gourmet food. Part of the extended 'Craft' restaurant family by chef Tom Colicchio, 'wichcraft is the quick-fix, affordable child of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the free wi-fi access. Despite the minimalist appearance, you can get quite cosy at a booth in the back spending hours without feeling the pressure to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pick up a sandwich card after your first sandwich so you can collect stamps with each purchase and get a free one when your card's filled up.&lt;br /&gt;(Random: This one girl working the cashier saw that I had stamps on different ends of the card, and proceeded to stamp all the empty boxes in between due to some OCD complex. Hah, ok then, I was kool with that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying almost all the 'warm sandwiches' I think my favorite is the "roasted turkey" (w/ avocado, bacon, onion relish and aioli on a ciabatta roll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-5x462HAPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9PTu6tvUKYQ/s1600-h/DSC04146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183205443832840434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-5x462HAPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9PTu6tvUKYQ/s200/DSC04146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meatloaf With Cheddar (w/ bacon &amp;amp; tomato relish on ciabatta roll)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-5yI62HAQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OKq8Fg6Xtmk/s1600-h/DSC04148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183205718710747394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-5yI62HAQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OKq8Fg6Xtmk/s200/DSC04148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow Roasted Pork (w/ red cabbage, jalepenos, &amp;amp; mustard on ciabatta roll)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8563853912963279756?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8563853912963279756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8563853912963279756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8563853912963279756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8563853912963279756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/03/craft-ing-sandwich.html' title='Craft-ing the Sandwich'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R-5x462HAPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9PTu6tvUKYQ/s72-c/DSC04146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-1369917330365081394</id><published>2008-02-28T00:11:00.088-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:21:31.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midtown West'/><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>This winter's Restaurant Week was definitely not as ambitious as my past line-ups. Although just as good a season as the ones before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MODERN&lt;/strong&gt; (9 W. 53rd St.)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZGIbQHAYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BVTp0ZwDvtU/s1600-h/DSC04028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171898332649816450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZGIbQHAYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BVTp0ZwDvtU/s200/DSC04028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't get chicer than this - a MoMa-adjacent restaurant. Been wanting to try this place since my first Restaurant Week, finally got reservations - I was not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZGfLQHAZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/I6USa7X9QBU/s1600-h/DSC04029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171898723491840402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZGfLQHAZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/I6USa7X9QBU/s200/DSC04029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The atmosphere was surprisingly pleasant. I was preparing myself for some cold, hard, minimalist lines but it was comfortable and without a doubt still ... wait for it ... 'modern'. The restaurant consists of a 'Dining Room' and a 'Bar Room' area; we were seated in the latter. Out of curiosity, I snuck a peak at the dining room on the way to the bathroom - it's a much more formal affair. I would def recommend the bar room for more social/friend gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g4jJmKCgI/AAAAAAAAASU/wTVnkBexjNc/s1600-h/DSC04038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172446348557552130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g4jJmKCgI/AAAAAAAAASU/wTVnkBexjNc/s200/DSC04038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arctic Char Tatare (w/ basil &amp;amp; trout caviar):&lt;br /&gt;The taste was fresh and rich. However, didn't stand out much from other tatares I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172443698562730482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g2I5mKCfI/AAAAAAAAASM/P19ds1kDkQY/s200/DSC04042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grilled Diver Scallops (w/ chianti glazed beets, toasted almonds &amp;amp; cumin-sumac butter):&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the best appetizer of the evening. Awesome combination of ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to like to do this thing where they put their grilled seafood dishes in mini metal casserole dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172443393620052450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g13JmKCeI/AAAAAAAAASE/tB1atMn7HJo/s200/DSC04044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Duck Confit (w/ pancetta braised kale, blood orange &amp;amp; five spice brown butter):&lt;br /&gt;Crispy, flavorful. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g1hpmKCdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/QykNjGSsbKg/s1600-h/DSC04051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172443024252864978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g1hpmKCdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/QykNjGSsbKg/s200/DSC04051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gaeta Olive Crusted Quail (w/ chorizo, barley, toasted almonds &amp;amp; pickled pearl onions):&lt;br /&gt;The only issue I had with this was the lack of greens on my plate (aesthetics needed here) and that it might have been a bit too salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g0RpmKCaI/AAAAAAAAARs/iyINZ0csC6M/s1600-h/DSC04054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172441649863330210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g0RpmKCaI/AAAAAAAAARs/iyINZ0csC6M/s200/DSC04054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Modern Cheesecake (w/ almond crumble &amp;amp; fresh mango)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g0A5mKCZI/AAAAAAAAARk/csQBTyBXSM0/s1600-h/DSC04056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172441362100521362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8g0A5mKCZI/AAAAAAAAARk/csQBTyBXSM0/s200/DSC04056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Modern Chocolate Tart (w/ vanilla ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8gzlpmKCYI/AAAAAAAAARc/KK_UGJXInH8/s1600-h/DSC04059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172440893949086082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8gzlpmKCYI/AAAAAAAAARc/KK_UGJXInH8/s200/DSC04059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salted Caramel Parfait (w/ coconut tapioca &amp;amp; mango sorbet):&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of the 'salted-caramel' milkshake at "Shake Shack"; and then the 'tapioca and mango' reminded me of the desserts I get in HK. I had to try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAROLO &lt;/strong&gt;(398 W. Broadway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ei1pmKCXI/AAAAAAAAARU/8o8Dd8rPFOU/s1600-h/DSC04060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172281739640965490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ei1pmKCXI/AAAAAAAAARU/8o8Dd8rPFOU/s200/DSC04060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traditional Italian restaurant. They have a cute back garden here; would be nice to check that out during the summer, esp. after a day of shopping in the surrounding Soho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought our own wine. I've never done that at a restaurant in Manhattan before. Corking fees are $20 per bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eif5mKCWI/AAAAAAAAARM/hq-Y1j4-VyI/s1600-h/DSC04063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172281365978810722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eif5mKCWI/AAAAAAAAARM/hq-Y1j4-VyI/s200/DSC04063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carpaccio di Manzo con Arugola e Parmigiano&lt;br /&gt;(beef carpaccio w/ arugola &amp;amp; parmesan cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eiDZmKCVI/AAAAAAAAARE/iCUSLZPd78A/s1600-h/DSC04064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172280876352538962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eiDZmKCVI/AAAAAAAAARE/iCUSLZPd78A/s200/DSC04064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zupetta di Mare&lt;br /&gt;(classic italian seafood soup in a spicy tomato sauce)&lt;br /&gt;By far, the best dish of the night. I would go back just for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172279450423396674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8egwZmKCUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZF4mLEsvoCo/s200/DSC04069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rigatoni alla Buttera&lt;br /&gt;(rigatoni w/ sweet &amp;amp; spicy sausage &amp;amp; peas, tomato &amp;amp; cream)&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt tasty, but seemed too easy and home-made for a place like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8egaZmKCTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mn8B4akfFYk/s1600-h/DSC04070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172279072466274610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8egaZmKCTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mn8B4akfFYk/s200/DSC04070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;A nice subtle orange flavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8edPZmKCSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/c_AbxG5VXQw/s1600-h/DSC04072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172275584952830242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8edPZmKCSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/c_AbxG5VXQw/s200/DSC04072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;Solid tiramisu. No complaints here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANTHOS&lt;/strong&gt; (36 W. 52nd St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ecm5mKCRI/AAAAAAAAAQk/XgWy2jfv-Lc/s1600-h/DSC04096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172274889168128274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ecm5mKCRI/AAAAAAAAAQk/XgWy2jfv-Lc/s200/DSC04096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Impeccable service, even when it was way packed. This 'new Greek' cuisine keeps the surprises coming.&lt;br /&gt;(Update 3/7/2008: Picked as one of the best new restaurants by Nymag's "Best of New York" issue)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't copy the name of the dishes here. So here's me making them up by memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eaGJmKCQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Xg6KQrEv0_M/s1600-h/DSC04084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172272127504156930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eaGJmKCQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Xg6KQrEv0_M/s200/DSC04084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some amuse bouches.&lt;br /&gt;Could definitely taste that distinct Greek flavor from the start of the meal - seasoned meats, herbs, olives, custard/yogurts etc. However, this is not your standard low-key gyro fare - instead, expect impressive creative combinations that retain the Greek tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172271783906773234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eZyJmKCPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gA-Bbp0hvLw/s200/DSC04089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Calamari with bacon bits and other random delicious things I cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eRQ5mKCLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/T5iePhAezZI/s1600-h/DSC04092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172262416583100594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eRQ5mKCLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/T5iePhAezZI/s200/DSC04092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Milk fed chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eQn5mKCKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ys5jxW41pXo/s1600-h/DSC04095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172261712208464034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eQn5mKCKI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ys5jxW41pXo/s200/DSC04095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pork shank on a bed of broad beans and other veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eQQJmKCJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y5G2yf36904/s1600-h/DSC04097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172261304186570898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eQQJmKCJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y5G2yf36904/s200/DSC04097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poached pear and pie crust crumbles with vanilla ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eCMpmKCII/AAAAAAAAAPg/wPheSh9XIXw/s1600-h/DSC04099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172245850894239874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eCMpmKCII/AAAAAAAAAPg/wPheSh9XIXw/s200/DSC04099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anise flavored ice cream with chocolate cake, crumbles and fennel (which didn't really do much to change the flavor - although [random fact] has phytoestrogen properties like Anise).&lt;br /&gt;I would have disliked the liquorice flavor of the ice-cream by itself but it was complimented so well by the chocolate and crumbles that I would not object to having it again.&lt;br /&gt;For more info: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anise"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172245296843458674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8eBsZmKCHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/a45oAgyYsv8/s200/DSC04100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mini cookies that we had to take home since we were so stuffed (in the good way).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-1369917330365081394?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/1369917330365081394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=1369917330365081394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1369917330365081394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1369917330365081394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/02/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZGIbQHAYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BVTp0ZwDvtU/s72-c/DSC04028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5850813264892254342</id><published>2008-02-26T00:49:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:22:51.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venezuelan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>Venezuelan Genius</title><content type='html'>I crave food from this place every other day - yes, lemme reiterate, it's &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; good, and best part is that it's cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARACAS&lt;/strong&gt; (91 E. 7th St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZBSbQHAXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/m80u1Vs55Lo/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171893006890369394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZBSbQHAXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/m80u1Vs55Lo/s320/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Venezuelan arepas are their specialty. They are now open 7 days a week, it's kind of a big deal. Can't tell you how many times I've wanted arepas on a Monday and found them closed. The restaurant comes in two parts (both tiny). I've never been to the actual waiters-will-bring-you-your-food portion (I've no patience for the line outside), but I frequent the 'to-go' half which has seating too, you just have to serve yourself - no biggie. Despite not being Venezuelan, this is what I'd imagine to be authentic. Note the sign above the cash register: "Our food is 100% homemade. Please be patient. This is not a fast-food restaurant!" It's so worth it. Oh, and they deliver!&lt;br /&gt;So far my favorite arepa is 'la del gato' (guayanés cheese, fried sweet plantains and avocado slices ). And don't forget to try the appetizers, empanadas and beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8OqbbQHALI/AAAAAAAAANg/epw0HQpor-0/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171164185299976370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8OqbbQHALI/AAAAAAAAANg/epw0HQpor-0/s200/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De Pabellon arepa (shredded beef, black beans, sweet plantains and aged cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8OqLbQHAKI/AAAAAAAAANY/2P6X4U7FBQQ/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171163910422069410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8OqLbQHAKI/AAAAAAAAANY/2P6X4U7FBQQ/s200/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guasacaca &amp;amp; Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8OpxLQHAJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ASO4aMJ8kSk/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8Oq4bQHAMI/AAAAAAAAANo/DhNB2UPAKUE/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171164683516182722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8Oq4bQHAMI/AAAAAAAAANo/DhNB2UPAKUE/s200/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yoyos (deep fried balls of sweet plantain stuffed with white cheese ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5850813264892254342?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5850813264892254342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5850813264892254342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5850813264892254342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5850813264892254342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/02/venezuelan-genius.html' title='Venezuelan Genius'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/R8ZBSbQHAXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/m80u1Vs55Lo/s72-c/DSC04107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8903897622043008239</id><published>2008-02-21T00:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:02:25.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus no more (I hope)</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the absence; the professional work world has been all-consuming. I promise I'll &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to be more diligent about updating from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other spectacular news - I have just cooked up another fantabulous blog. Please visit &lt;strong&gt;lyndaalsosays.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt; for all the minor things in life (aka. not food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. Lynda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8903897622043008239?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8903897622043008239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8903897622043008239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8903897622043008239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8903897622043008239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2008/02/hiatus-no-more-i-think.html' title='Hiatus no more (I hope)'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-6226792651190321920</id><published>2007-08-17T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:16:31.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>I've realized that for best results when viewing my blog use Internet Explorer as opposed to Firefox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-6226792651190321920?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/6226792651190321920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=6226792651190321920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6226792651190321920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/6226792651190321920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/08/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4109352575583475363</id><published>2007-08-16T15:28:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:23:38.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meatpacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream - Part III</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the ridiculously long delay in postings, I realize that it's been a while since Restaurant Week ended but I did not forget about the rest of them, so here they are (in slightly less detail) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUTTER&lt;/strong&gt; (415 Lafayette St.)&lt;br /&gt;This stands as one of my favorite restaurants in NY. Please see previous post on its winter Restaurant Week performance: &lt;a href="http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/save-tentative-dates.html"&gt;http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/save-tentative-dates.html&lt;/a&gt;. This time I got to sit downstairs (for once, there wasn't a private party goin' on). But, I recommend the mellow earthy decor upstairs as opposed to the more murky chilly downstairs, especially when seated by the wine cellar thing that seems to blow out cold air. Went back recently with some friends from out-of-town; they said they wanted something 'New American', and found themselves properly impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUdTIDyTdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/isn9-egSSSw/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099514367485038034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUdTIDyTdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/isn9-egSSSw/s200/DSC02568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099501559892561346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s200/DSC02567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUdTIDyTdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/isn9-egSSSw/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUdTIDyTdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/isn9-egSSSw/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURAIDyTbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/SQUqpHlwppA/s1600-h/DSC02566.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUe1oDyTfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OvsRz9BGLsw/s1600-h/DSC02570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099516059702152690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUe1oDyTfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OvsRz9BGLsw/s200/DSC02570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsURpoDyTcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Y2_CIb9SACk/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONO&lt;/strong&gt; (18 9th Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;So much more about the hip interior, young clientele, and trendy location than the food. Located in the "Hotel Gansevoort" in the the Meat-Packing district, the atmosphere is undeniably awesome (oh, and check out the bathrooms - I think I started taking photos in there whilst in a tipsy stupor). Although the food wasn't impressive this time round (maybe they just didn't step it up for Rest. Wk) , it gets props for some unique sushi flavor combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGO5s37ZiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kxldoYbYXW0/s1600-h/DSC02577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121031373246391842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGO5s37ZiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/kxldoYbYXW0/s200/DSC02577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGQDc37ZjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3J93a2_GS0o/s1600-h/DSC02589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121032640261744178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGQDc37ZjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3J93a2_GS0o/s200/DSC02589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGSLM37ZkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0lBbxh9Fuhw/s1600-h/DSC02593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121034972428985922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGSLM37ZkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/0lBbxh9Fuhw/s200/DSC02593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOLO &lt;/strong&gt;(23 E. 22nd St.)&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Flay's take on Spanish food. Cute little place, but I think twas overly hyped just because it's by whats-his-face. It had some interesting things like soup infused with champagne, but the Restaurant Week menu did not impress. I've heard good things about this place though (about being one of the first innovative Spanish restaurants in NYC) so I was kind of disappointed. I'd give it another try maybe with the normal menu someday.&lt;br /&gt;(Update 2/22/2008 - Just found out it closed down, so much for that thought...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGVUM37ZmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ivy3b5tp6f4/s1600-h/DSC02612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121038425582691938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGVUM37ZmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ivy3b5tp6f4/s200/DSC02612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGWGs37ZnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Eilbv9o8LCw/s1600-h/DSC02619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121039293166085746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RxGWGs37ZnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Eilbv9o8LCw/s200/DSC02619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4109352575583475363?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4109352575583475363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4109352575583475363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4109352575583475363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4109352575583475363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/08/midsummer-nights-dream-part-iii.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream - Part III'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RsUdTIDyTdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/isn9-egSSSw/s72-c/DSC02568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4898887073275427982</id><published>2007-08-15T16:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:11:47.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Read this</title><content type='html'>"El Bulli Conjures 40 Helpings of Culinary Magic: Richard Vines"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About the best (and possibly the most ridiculous) restaurant in the world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601088&amp;amp;sid=avG_4D7dwMrI&amp;amp;refer=home"&gt;http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601088&amp;amp;sid=avG_4D7dwMrI&amp;amp;refer=home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let Them Eat Crab Cakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concerns us media kids -- the "Poverty Elite", they pose an interesting concept&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/nymetro/news/media/features/2472/"&gt;http://nymag.com/nymetro/news/media/features/2472/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4898887073275427982?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4898887073275427982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4898887073275427982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4898887073275427982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4898887073275427982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/08/read-this.html' title='Read this'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-888832027850623294</id><published>2007-07-23T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:09:46.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnamese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream - Part II</title><content type='html'>So after a bit of elbow grease my formatting is back to normal. Hey blogger you need to fix this so that I don't have to scrutinize html &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I post. Moving on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;INDOCHINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (430 Lafayette St. /&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;btwn&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; St.&amp;amp;Astor Pl.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090603337930834706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqV0w8HJAxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aULnFKjvhJ8/s320/leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Indochine&lt;/span&gt; has been a NY staple for years I was sorry that this experience did not live up to my expectations. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Indochine&lt;/span&gt; is known for its colonial French/Vietnamese feel (ignorant me initially thought it was going to be Indonesian food; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Indochine&lt;/span&gt;" apparently refers to the colony of "French Indochina", of which modern Vietnam was once a part - thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;). The service was pleasant. The decor straddles the tastefully kitsch-y and the plain tacky - my opinion is it strayed too much to the latter. However, its major downfall was the sub-par food. All in all, I don't see what the hype is about. Am I being too harsh? Well, lets see ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqV0OcHJAwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T9l4IjJ26GQ/s1600-h/crab+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090602745225347842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqV0OcHJAwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T9l4IjJ26GQ/s200/crab+cakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Appetizer&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Crab cakes&lt;/span&gt;. This was, hands down, my favorite part of the meal. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;crab meat&lt;/span&gt; was fresh, springy and the seasoning was perfectly tangy, spicy and crisp in flavor for the summer. (I went to 'Visage' the next day and tried their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;crab cakes&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pft&lt;/span&gt; ... incomparable, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Indochine&lt;/span&gt; is a whole four levels beyond). Although the sprout salad on the side tasted bitter and blah, but I guess totally necessary for aesthetics. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVzTsHJAuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LJUMkzsAYtE/s1600-h/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090601735908033250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVzTsHJAuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LJUMkzsAYtE/s200/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Entree: &lt;/em&gt;The size of this dish was huge. AND it came with a side of sticky rice. They definitely do not skimp on the portions here. The sea bass itself tasted fine; they loaded on the spices but it tasted like something I could concoct with whatever I have left in my fridge. The sugarcane stick at the bottom was a good creative touch. The kale was well cooked. Good, but not spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVzkcHJAvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IPM9o9qNxKo/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090602023670842098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVzkcHJAvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IPM9o9qNxKo/s200/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;filet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mignon&lt;/span&gt; represented the more Western part of the restaurant's offerings. The dish was yummy but forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVy5MHJAtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XeKnJbSS_O0/s1600-h/DSC02552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090601280641499858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqVy5MHJAtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XeKnJbSS_O0/s200/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Dessert:&lt;/em&gt; Lemon tart. So much tang. Don't get me wrong, I love foods that make me pucker a little but this was just like 'whoa there'. Maybe that appeals to some people, but I feel the majority of us folks would want them to hold off a wee bit on the lemon for something that's supposed to be a 'sweet' dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-888832027850623294?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/888832027850623294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=888832027850623294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/888832027850623294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/888832027850623294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/07/midsummer-nights-dream-part-ii.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream - Part II'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RqV0w8HJAxI/AAAAAAAAAH0/aULnFKjvhJ8/s72-c/leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-2167599327839868608</id><published>2007-07-23T02:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:29:56.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the layout of the site. Blogger is giving me mad formatting issues. I will try and get this fixed asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-2167599327839868608?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/2167599327839868608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=2167599327839868608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2167599327839868608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2167599327839868608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/07/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5093179781521460342</id><published>2007-07-18T20:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:07:39.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribeca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream - Part I</title><content type='html'>Oops. It's been a while since I last updated, but good news -- I'm back in the City at a most opportune moment, RESTAURANT WEEK Summer 2007 *rubs stomach in content*. First stop this time round is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEGU&lt;/strong&gt; (62 Thomas St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp625l7JgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UdoSKuZLEEY/s1600-h/DSC02527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088705729524236610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp625l7JgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UdoSKuZLEEY/s320/DSC02527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp63VV7JgVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gAiGk8HgOeo/s1600-h/DSC02528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088706206265606482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp63VV7JgVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gAiGk8HgOeo/s320/DSC02528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Located in trendy Tribeca (and another location in midtown) this is one of the nicest Japanese restaurants I have ever been to. Lavish but not too ostentatious, modern but not too minimalistic. Megu really takes care to serve exquisite food. According to NYmag, the servers took three-months learning the menu before the opening. So, let me carefully breakdown my pleasurable Megu-experience: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Decor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The furnishings were both impressive and comfortable. Japanese motifs of the flag, totems of zen and spirituality speckled throughout. The spacious ceiling in the dining room downstairs is offset by a gi-normous bell in the middle of the room under which a Buddha sculpture sits, made of ice. (I did not notice this at first but as the night went on the face became more and more misshapen, and that whole dripping thing became hard to miss - haha). Sources have revealed (in other words, my entertaining dinner friends who gathered this from a waiter on their previous trip) that the sculpture is replaced everyday (cuz who knew, but ice melts) for oh, you know, a mere 3 grand a night? Well, that is the word on the street anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Service&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: On the whole our waiter was helpful and saved us from ordering something we thought was a variety of shrimp but turned out to be a spicy pepper of some sort. Althoooough, when we first arrived at the restaurant and realized that we needed to accommodate one extra person our hostess rolled her eyes exasperatedly. Sure, it was our fault, but the eye-rolling? Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7NyV7JgbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V0vB8gkcpXw/s1600-h/DSC02531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088730893737623986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="135" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7NyV7JgbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V0vB8gkcpXw/s200/DSC02531.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Appetizer - &lt;/em&gt;I chose the 'red snapper salad'. Delicious! The fish was so fresh and the numerous ingredients in the dressing meshed so perfectly; there was some savory, some tang, sesame warmness, and other goodness - a perfect balance of everything. Too bad it only lasted about 3 bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7Mwl7JgZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CBAEM69p-VU/s1600-h/DSC02532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088729764161225106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7Mwl7JgZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CBAEM69p-VU/s200/DSC02532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Entrée &lt;/em&gt;- I ordered the 'kobe steak' and this was done perfectly and so sooo tender. (although, I wonder if they were supposed to ask to what degree &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; would have liked to have it done?). Another thing, funny how they call it steak when it was more like 6 carefully sliced pieces that would add up to a meagre quarter portion of your normal steakhouse meal - but hey, it's kobe, I get it. Sadly, the little fried seafood dumpling (that was located a mile away from the beef on that expansive, almost empty plate) was not good, nor did it complement the beef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7Nal7JgaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CZrLEYCUACk/s1600-h/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088730485715730850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7Nal7JgaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CZrLEYCUACk/s200/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Jes (daring to be different from the rest of us) ordered the lamb chops. This was yummy too. They sure know how to do their meats here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7L017JgYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UTKLIYx3qMA/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088728737664041346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp7L017JgYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/UTKLIYx3qMA/s200/cake.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Dessert&lt;/em&gt; - This was the best part for me, hands down. This 'cake' was made from a thousand layers of crepes (ok, I lie, but if you were to piece them together they would probably make a whole crepe) and the lightest green tea cream/mousse inbetween each layer. Immaculate dish, so simple, so satisfying and not heavy at all - a little piece of heaven, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, a great start to a promising fortnight. And what does the forecast look like? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Indochine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Butter (yes, again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bolo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers mates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088706966474817890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp64Bl7JgWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8Dh9JX8dhjU/s320/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5093179781521460342?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5093179781521460342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5093179781521460342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5093179781521460342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5093179781521460342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/07/midsummer-nights-dream-part-i.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream - Part I'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rp625l7JgUI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UdoSKuZLEEY/s72-c/DSC02527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5956027664483321311</id><published>2007-06-18T08:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:06:37.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flushing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Itlay'/><title type='text'>To kill two birds with one stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rnia0yxEM0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/koAEkMqelBY/s1600-h/bibimbap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077978811631678274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rnia0yxEM0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/koAEkMqelBY/s320/bibimbap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember promising to give a lowdown on how divine "Bibimbap" and "West 32nd Street" are ... so here it is, compact in one post that also simultaneously covers my favorite Korean restaurants in no particular order. Aren't I so multifaceted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A quick FYI for those who are unfamiliar with Bibimbap&lt;/em&gt;: it's a popular Korean dish that consists of a whole buncha sliced up veggies and meat (usu. beef) served over a steaming bowl of rice, topped with an egg - all to be mixed together in a spectacular mishmash with a red chile pepper paste before you embark on eating it. I like &lt;em&gt;'dolsot bibimbap'&lt;/em&gt; which is bibimbap served in a sizzling stone bowl; keeps your meal hot during its entirety and further adds a crispiness to some of the rice, yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.dailycandy.com/content/articles/polaroids/2004/07/li-hua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand" height="208" alt="" src="http://static.dailycandy.com/content/articles/polaroids/2004/07/li-hua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;LI HUA&lt;/strong&gt; (171 Grand St. )&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This place serves the best bibimbap I've ever had! You must try the 'bulgogi dolsot bimbimbap' - the meat is marinated so that it's bursting with flavor. They also put shitake mushrooms, which I haven't seen as a bibimbap ingredient anywhere else; makes a great additional taste and texture. For all their bibimbaps, they offer the normal chili paste but also a home-made soy sauce concoction for those who feel adverse to any kind of spiciness. You may ask for both if the whim hits you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- All the other foods I've tried here have not disappointed me either, for example the 'rice cakes' and the 'kalbi'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Great lunch deal; Good service; Minimal decoration; And you'll usually find some sort of bubbly Asian pop on the sound system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;KUNJIP&lt;/strong&gt; (9 W.32nd St.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077978506689000242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RniajCxEMzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kcuLXQzwU4A/s200/m_bbqcombo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I find that the highlight with this place is that it's slightly cheaper than the other restaurants along 32nd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The food is fine, not amazing, but it's exceedingly popular nonetheless, oftentimes there's a line here that rivals that of Pinkberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Service and decor are nothing special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://koreartech.com/talksong/koreanfood/HTML/images/restaurant_016b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;SEOUL GARDEN&lt;/strong&gt; (34 W.32nd St.)&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- They're known for their 'soon doobu' here (a savory thick stew with super-soft tofu) and there's no question why - it's heavenly! I always get the 'seafood soon doobu' with 'medium spicey'. I end up drinking a lot of water though. My fav part is cracking the raw egg into it and then eating the mushed up 1/2 cooked egg with the stew and rice.&lt;br /&gt;- They have a decent amount of sidedishes, good thing is that you can ask for refills, although the service is blah, especially at dinnertime, you might have to wait a bit if you don't make reservations ahead, they're becoming more and more popular, must make a note to become friends with the hostess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;SHILA&lt;/strong&gt; (37 W.32nd St.)&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnjDJixEM1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/BVI-XQU0xZA/s1600-h/shila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078023148579074898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnjDJixEM1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/BVI-XQU0xZA/s200/shila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Good food; soothing ambience; diligent service; lots of sidedishes; but as expected, just slightly more expensive than those mentioned above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I've realized that it helps if you speak Korean at these restaurants, or bring a handy Korean-speaking buddy along, so that you/they can make banter with the waitresses making them warm to your table more, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;KUM GANG SAN&lt;/strong&gt; (Flushing, Queens: 138-28 Northern Blvd) &lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My overall favorite Korean restaurant. The food tastes authentic, and finally a place that serves a proper whole lot of sidedishes. Although my fondness for this place could be biased due to some nostalgic childhood memories here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This place is hidden behind a building, you basically drive towards a hole-in-the-wall to find the parking lot and then you reach this massive restaurant, very surprising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- They also have a Jpnese selection on their menu, it's so-so, I recommend sticking to the Korean stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- They have a location in Manhattan too (49 W.32nd St.) which I only vaguely remember going to - just some disconnected memories of a good bibimbap, an opulent waterfull and a lot of blue decor ... it's been a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice how most of the above are located on W.32nd? Sigh, it's a great place for the stomach. So how about some delectable dessert that's also on the block? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;PINKBERRY&lt;/strong&gt; (7 W.32nd St.)&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this place - see previous post on the issue. Although their recent behavior is definitely shady; a stubborn reluctance to divulge what their stuff is made of (they no longer call it fro-yo) and a mice problem with their uptown location - get your act together Pinkberry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;KORYODANG INC&lt;/strong&gt; (31 W.32nd St.)&lt;br /&gt;A chic, modern and spacious (at the back) Korean bakery that not only sells all sorts of pastries and cakes, but also popsicles and the best shaved ice ever - they serve it with a red bean sauce, various fruits, and really good mochi pieces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, top your evening off with a heart-felt karaoke session and you're all set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5956027664483321311?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5956027664483321311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5956027664483321311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5956027664483321311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5956027664483321311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-kill-two-birds-with-one-stone.html' title='To kill two birds with one stone'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/Rnia0yxEM0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/koAEkMqelBY/s72-c/bibimbap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-8382833867475639167</id><published>2007-06-15T01:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:13:47.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Newsflash</title><content type='html'>It's here! &lt;a href="http://www.nycvisit.com/restaurantweek"&gt;www.nycvisit.com/restaurantweek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-8382833867475639167?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/8382833867475639167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=8382833867475639167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8382833867475639167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/8382833867475639167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/06/newsflash.html' title='Newsflash'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-558181893976263239</id><published>2007-06-10T07:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:02:28.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lower East Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunch'/><title type='text'>Brunch Part I: LES</title><content type='html'>I wasn't a fan of the Lower East Side until last winter when I was inducted into its brilliance through a series of fine brunches. Here are some of my favs: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;CLINTON ST. BAKING COMPANY&lt;/strong&gt; (4 Clinton St.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQWCxEMrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3915wK6NBz8/s1600-h/clinton2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQEixEMpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/89XMq6ZdrCo/s1600-h/clinton3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076137400238092946" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="136" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQEixEMpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/89XMq6ZdrCo/s320/clinton3.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQKixEMqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c0FfqZU6Y2U/s1600-h/clinton4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076137503317308066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="138" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQKixEMqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c0FfqZU6Y2U/s320/clinton4.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;(Left: Biscuit sandwich w/ homemade tomato jam, Right: Blueberry pancakes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited a whole 2 hours on a Sun. before getting seated at this joint, crazy huh? What's crazier is that it was worth the wait. Now, you may argue that no food is worth that kind of time investment, but let me wag my finger here because then you would be much mistaken my friend. Let me just say you have to try this place at least once in your lifetime, and if there just so happens to be a 2 hour wait then so be it. (This place serves up weekend brunch 7 days of the week, so if you're one of the fortunate few that do not work on weekdays I would suggest going then to avoid the massive sat/sun crowds).Voted as the 'best brunch' and 'pancakes' from Time Out NY and New York Mag respectively. What's so amazing is the perfectly honest home style cooking that is immaculate in taste and presentation. For example, the buttermilk pancakes come with a 'maple butter' dipping sauce that just warms and melts your insides with a giddy pleasure. Oh, and that homemade jam - so fresh, so perfectly balanced between sweet and tang - we ended up just eating it by the spoonful. They also sell their baked goodies at the front of the shop to takeout or to satisfy your hunger as you longingly wait in line to be seated. One of their tricksy strategies to keep us hanging around was by offering us samples of their magical deliciousness; it sure kept us hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;ALIAS&lt;/strong&gt; (76 Clinton St.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aliasrestaurant.com/library/image/facade.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;A charming little place with lovely decor and lovely prices. The impression I got from this place was fresh everything; the ingredients are seasonal and sometimes whipped up into slightly unconventional concoctions (I've tried the fried chicken on top of buttered cornmeal waffles combo, yummy). A truly worthwhile second choice if you get fed up with "Clinton St. Baking Company's" line. Brunch is served here on the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;ESSEX&lt;/strong&gt; (120 Essex St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076138620008805058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIRLixEMsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/P8Ud6PDggyg/s320/essex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;This spacious loft-like restaurant used to be a part of the Essex St. Market before they renovated it into a hip loungey establishment. The brunch here (served on weekends) is decent; although the sub par food is made up by the cheap price ($16 brunch special) which comes with 3 drinks to boot, nothing like a bloody mary to nurse that hangover eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I much prefer this place at night when the food quality is generally better and when there is usually no line to be seated. Furthermore, this place is chock-full of seafood specials I love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Tuesday: Unlimited mussels fries $14 and 1/2 price drinks (6-9): &lt;/em&gt;I've been here twice for this and my my you can really utilize your 4 stomachs, if you have more than one (note the 'UNLIMITED'). The mussel soup base is nice and savory while the fries are some of the best I've had - thick, fresh, crispy on the outside and steaming soft on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Wednesday: Whole maine lobster for $16 and 1/2 prince drinks (6-9): &lt;/em&gt;The lobster was surprisingly large, sweet, springy and fresh for the price - delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Thursday: $1 oysters all night and 1/2 price drinks (6-9): &lt;/em&gt;I have yet to try the oysters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-558181893976263239?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/558181893976263239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=558181893976263239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/558181893976263239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/558181893976263239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/06/brunch-part-i-les.html' title='Brunch Part I: LES'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RnIQEixEMpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/89XMq6ZdrCo/s72-c/clinton3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-556182134766113288</id><published>2007-06-06T23:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:04:39.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Times Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinatown'/><title type='text'>A-ma-i, Ka-la-i, O-i-shi, Wa-ga-ma-ma</title><content type='html'>Among my looong list of foodie obsessions, ramen is one of them. And by ramen I mean a hearty hot bowl of steaming fresh Japanese noodles - not the instant/packaged kind. I have spent much of last winter looking for the perfect bowl (got close, but there's always better out there). Anyway, here's a list of some places I tried from the worst to the best (although they all have their distinct characteristics, and if you're like me, you'll need to try them all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;AJISEN&lt;/strong&gt; (14 Mott St.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeHaixEMcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zy0tLeLZKoc/s1600-h/ajisen.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073172395335102914" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="126" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeHaixEMcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zy0tLeLZKoc/s200/ajisen.gif" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeHiSxEMdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/71Ya8_acOqs/s1600-h/ajisen_ramen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073172528479089106" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeHiSxEMdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/71Ya8_acOqs/s200/ajisen_ramen2.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noodles have a proper 'al dente' and starchy taste (Ajisen claims that they are made from the traditional 'hand pulled' style ... although I have my doubts). The various Japanese appetizers/tapas are also worth ordering, such as the "crab meat salad". Best part are the cheap prices. However, somehow this Jpnese chain tastes better in Asia, I think it's the broth that makes all the difference (perhaps affected by the absence of msg in the States ... haha). So, I tend to order the "eel fried rice" more while in NY ... best I've had, or more honestly, I've never had it anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;SAPPORO&lt;/strong&gt; (152 W. 49th St/ btwn 7th&amp;amp;6th Ave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073176750431941154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeLYCxEMiI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q4--UPj5vEE/s320/sapporo.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt; Popular noodle joint for the young professionals in mid-town area. The ramen tasted quite authentic, the prices were decent and the service quick - esp. necessary during the lunch rush hours. However, there wasn't anything to tell it apart from any other mediocre ramen establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;RAI RAI KEN&lt;/strong&gt; (214 E. 10th St/ btwn 1st&amp;amp;2nd Ave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073173391767515634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeIUixEMfI/AAAAAAAAADM/u323bNzGrJA/s320/rairaiken.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;A cosy little place in the East Village that seats only 14. The ramen isn't amazing (the broth is significantly lighter here than at other places) but the homey effect of the surroundings, the aroma &amp;amp; steam oozing out of the open kitchen, and the cook handing you your ramen himself lends it a nostalgic and authentic air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;MINCA &lt;/strong&gt;(536 E. 5th St/ btwn A&amp;amp;B Ave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeK2CxEMhI/AAAAAAAAADc/2fWisFvNWMk/s1600-h/minca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073176166316388882" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="315" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeK2CxEMhI/AAAAAAAAADc/2fWisFvNWMk/s320/minca.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeKwCxEMgI/AAAAAAAAADU/LEa2OCg7w4k/s1600-h/mica+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073176063237173762" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="312" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeKwCxEMgI/AAAAAAAAADU/LEa2OCg7w4k/s320/mica+2.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one far end of the East Village lies this little "ramen factory". Although slightly out of the way, it is worth the trek if you're looking for authentic taste &amp;amp; atmosphere (I've realized cramped spaces is apparently a positive thing when it comes to 'ramen' and 'authenticity'). However, the broth was almost too flavorful that it became too bitter/fishy/meaty at times; so I guess it's not the ideal type of ramen to stumble upon if you're not actively seeking it or familiar with the concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;MOMOFUKU &lt;/strong&gt;(163 1st Ave/ btwn 10th&amp;amp;11th St)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeLnSxEMjI/AAAAAAAAADs/8W1e0R9ciKQ/s1600-h/momo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073177012424946226" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeLnSxEMjI/AAAAAAAAADs/8W1e0R9ciKQ/s320/momo.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeMICxEMmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e240u4XxHXI/s1600-h/momo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073177575065662050" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeMICxEMmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/e240u4XxHXI/s320/momo3.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeMDixEMlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tjvFca9mrIo/s1600-h/momo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073177497756250706" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" height="305" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeMDixEMlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tjvFca9mrIo/s320/momo2.jpg" width="444" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite restaurants in NYC! The food never disappoints no matter what you try on the menu, and it changes occasionally too. It's always fun to try new dishes when there's a creative fusion element to them. However, you'll always be able to find the fundamental staples - the "momofuku ramen" and the "steamed buns" (photos above). Although the ramen noodles themselves are more 'noodle' than 'ramen', what I love about the dish here is the complete taste (and the perfect poached egg on top completes it). As a heads up, like many other worthwhile restaurants in manhattan, there's always a wait during dinner and the prices are more expensive - but it's worth it! The decor is plywood everything. I find the stools impractical and heavy but they do have some minimalist aesthetic appeal if you're into that kind of thing. An open kitchen is always hip, and the hidden hook to hang your bag up under the table is a nice touch (which I only found out &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; my 5th visit -__-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidenote 1: &lt;/em&gt;Recently, my ramen craze has been replaced by 'bimbimbop', which I'll cover soon. (I think it was the abnormally long winter in NY that spawned my search of foods to vanquish the cold.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidenote 2: &lt;/em&gt;If you're bored, check out the "Ramen Song" by Taiwanese boyband "Energy" ... hahaha, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-556182134766113288?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/556182134766113288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=556182134766113288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/556182134766113288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/556182134766113288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/06/ramen-craze.html' title='A-ma-i, Ka-la-i, O-i-shi, Wa-ga-ma-ma'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmeHaixEMcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zy0tLeLZKoc/s72-c/ajisen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-1030245909378238263</id><published>2007-06-04T23:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:57:27.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnamese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>HK: Summerlove</title><content type='html'>So here's a little of what I've been up to in Hong Kong:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;HUI LAU SHAN&lt;/strong&gt; (許留山)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfVixEMUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aNTpljQJEIA/s1600-h/huilaushan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072424641528869186" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfVixEMUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aNTpljQJEIA/s200/huilaushan.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfdSxEMVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6MYTlu4C7lc/s1600-h/huilaushan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072424774672855378" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfdSxEMVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6MYTlu4C7lc/s200/huilaushan2.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfiCxEMWI/AAAAAAAAACE/xAmtvtwWyrE/s1600-h/huilaushan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgYSxEMZI/AAAAAAAAACc/9c-1d6ZcUIw/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072425788285137298" style="WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgYSxEMZI/AAAAAAAAACc/9c-1d6ZcUIw/s320/DSC02213.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this place. Perfect for the mango maniacs - they make it in any form imaginable: diced up slices, puddings, ice-creams, ices, smoothies, etc. (There's even one mixed with 'hasmar' - a Chinese dessert ingredient made from the fallopian tubes of frogs, mmmm?) The fruit has always been fresh everytime I've had it (as verified by the countless mango crates constantly stacked outside). Especially with it being so hot in the summer, I come here on a weekly basis (and with numerous shops throughout hk's most popular locations - it's a great revitalizer during a grueling shopping session). Furthermore, it doesn't break the wallet. A typical mango dessert is about HK$22 - 28, the drinks are usually $20, but cheaper if you buy two or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidenote 1: &lt;/em&gt;The Chinese characters on the sign are supposed to be read from right to left, as that's how they used do it the old-school way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidenote 2: &lt;/em&gt;Mango isn't actually a very healthy fruit. It generates a lot of "hot heat" (熱氣) in the body, like too much 'yang' over 'yin' (uhm, or the other way round, I'm not sure), which essentially dehydrates the body and leaves you more vulnerable to illness, breakouts, etc. Some "cold-air fruits" which can neutralize it include pear, watermelon, pomelo, mangosteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;GOLDEN BULL&lt;/strong&gt; (金牛苑越南茶館)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTlGixEMbI/AAAAAAAAACs/cbqrS1L-IXc/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072430980900598194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTlGixEMbI/AAAAAAAAACs/cbqrS1L-IXc/s320/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgqyxEMaI/AAAAAAAAACk/C-MW-3ZygsI/s1600-h/DSC02214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072426106112717218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgqyxEMaI/AAAAAAAAACk/C-MW-3ZygsI/s320/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best Vietnamese restaurants to go to for their hot dishes and curries. Even the bread is really tasty and fresh! They have them in Time Square - Causeway Bay, Grand Century Plaza - Mong Kok, Harbour city - TST (Top: Beef Brisket Curry, French Loaf; Bottom: Duck a la Orange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;PLEASANT PALACE&lt;/strong&gt; (囍臨門酒家)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgJSxEMYI/AAAAAAAAACU/HOMSps52cxM/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072425530587099522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTgJSxEMYI/AAAAAAAAACU/HOMSps52cxM/s320/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum - the Cantonese version of brunch. My favorite place of all time can be found in Shun Tak Centre - Sheung Wan. I've tried many and this is one is by far the best! Good quality and decent prices (especially if you go on a weekday before 12pm). For example - even the wrapper on the shrimp dumpling is properly thin, smooth and flavorful ... not the thick bland stuff you usually find. This place also has the best Cream Buns (奶油包) - the cute swirly looking things. The only negative thing is that you need to bring your own napkins. (Clockwise from top: XO Sauce Chicken Feet, Shrimp Dumplings, Century Egg/Meat Congee, Cream Buns).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-1030245909378238263?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/1030245909378238263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=1030245909378238263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1030245909378238263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/1030245909378238263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/06/hk-summerlove.html' title='HK: Summerlove'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmTfVixEMUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aNTpljQJEIA/s72-c/huilaushan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-2467795053255729797</id><published>2007-05-25T03:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:33:24.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seafood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Village'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Union Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Upper West Side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>Save the (tentative) dates!</title><content type='html'>Can't wait for this summer's restaurant week! Some of nyc's best (and most expensive) restaurants will set up 3-course prix fixe lunches and dinners for approx. $24 and $35 respectively. The exact dates have not been made public yet. I suggest visiting the official site (&lt;a href="http://www.nycvisit.com/restaurantweek"&gt;www.nycvisit.com/restaurantweek&lt;/a&gt;) to check for any updates. But for now About.com claims that the dates are July 16-20 and July 23-27 (&lt;a href="http://gonyc.about.com/cs/restaurants/a/restaurantweek.htm"&gt;http://gonyc.about.com/cs/restaurants/a/restaurantweek.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;In anticipation for one of the best times of the year, let's review some of the restaurants I went to for NYC Winter 2007 Restaurant Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;BUTTER &lt;/strong&gt;(415 Lafayette St.) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112516231214884370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RvNObM37ZhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/x-ldQwHgS9Y/s200/butter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Environment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A chic version of the outdoor American landscape with lots of wooden décor, and a glowing wall print of a birch forest in the main dining room; warm, mellow lighting and colors; almost lounge-y atmosphere especially when seated in the plush booths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Delicious! I recall many of the courses having an almost fusion-like influence with rather unexpected combinations of ingredients and hidden flavors – for example, popcorn and butternut squash soup. (Cuisine is New American)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had a lovely meal and definitely intend to come back again; meanwhile I’ve been recommending it avidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side-notes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This location used to house “Belgo”, a Belgian restaurant chain with some of the best mussels and fries I’ve had and an extensive collection of beers (including really yummy fruit ones – &lt;em&gt;yes, I’m such a girl&lt;/em&gt;). Anyways, it closed, obviously. Boo hoo. I can’t tell you why though as I’ve never been to this one, but I have fond memories of frequenting the one in Covent Garden while in London, perhaps the quality wasn’t up to par here or that there’s less acceptance of Belgian dishes? Apparently, there’s a Belgo in HK too … must make a note to search that up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;BLUE WATER GRILL&lt;/strong&gt; (31 Union Square West)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072287714506977298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmRizV3EMBI/AAAAAAAAABM/wHSwn3PbVFs/s200/bluewatergrill.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Environment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The décor harkens back to an era in the past that I can’t quite place my finger on – perhaps a mix between the 1920s, the ballrooms during the inter-war years, and some art deco influenced bank? (The result is slightly generic, yet old school). It’s pleasant enough. Although, this place gets quite bustling during peak hours as it seats approx. 300, so not the best destination for an ultra-intimate conversation if that’s what you’re seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;It’s all about the seafood, and it does not disappoint; fresh and prepared so that a lot of the natural flavors are retained. Good oysters too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A comfortable, elegant yet unpretentious atmosphere where the food is for the most part impeccable and straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side-notes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I’ve only been to the main dining room, but there’s a live jazz room downstairs too. I also came back here for my graduation lunch and even my mom liked it; she’s a real tough cookie to please, so that’s something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072287903485538338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmRi-V3EMCI/AAAAAAAAABU/mVs3sdA0do0/s200/shellfishcastle2.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The "Shellfish Castle")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;TAVERN ON THE GREEN&lt;/strong&gt; (Central Park West at 67th St.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072288852673310786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmRj1l3EMEI/AAAAAAAAABk/gQIthO5zjnA/s200/taverngreen.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Environment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cheesy and tacky, or lavish and ‘magical’ décor (depending on your POV) with 6 different dining rooms. The setting is supposed to be all enchanting and stuff, but it had the opposite effect on me. I think I would’ve appreciated it more if I were 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Large portions but mediocre at best, although the lobster bisque is worth a mention. (Cuisine is Traditional American)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly, I would not come back here again unless I had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side-notes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The place is officially a tourist trap. The extent to which they acknowledge this (other than the blatant existence of a gift shop) is further demonstrated by a roaming photographer that makes you stand up with your table for a photo and then tries to sell it right back at ya … just like at an amusement park ride. Hm, not so classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072289196270694482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmRkJl3EMFI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgqplfGsbaA/s200/DSC01401.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(We were seated in the "Chestnut Room")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;ONE IF BY LAND, TWO IF BY SEA&lt;/strong&gt; (17 Barrow St.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072288732414226482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RmRjul3EMDI/AAAAAAAAABc/phpXjzz3UI0/s200/oneifbyland.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Environment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Situated in an old carriage house; lots and lots of red décor, red roses, baby grand piano, dim lighting and long tapered candles. (We found the candle flame really annoying cuz it flickered a lot so we ended up blowing it out, heh.) But hey, if you’re the uber-romantic type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not impressed. Although people keep telling me good things about the food here so maybe they just skimped on Restaurant Week. (Cuisine is Traditional American)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Meh … the food, service and atmosphere were okay, but just okay … swayed by public opinion, I suppose I would be willing to come back here to give it a second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side-notes:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “New Yorkers may agree on very little, but this pricey classic gets a landslide vote for New York's most romantic dining experience.” (NYMag) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-2467795053255729797?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/2467795053255729797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=2467795053255729797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2467795053255729797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/2467795053255729797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/save-tentative-dates.html' title='Save the (tentative) dates!'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RvNObM37ZhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/x-ldQwHgS9Y/s72-c/butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-4056136986959727280</id><published>2007-05-22T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:46:45.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Village'/><title type='text'>I heart octopus balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMj0F3EL_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ktWPzOgK3jU/s1600-h/takoyaki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067433383555248114" style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMj0F3EL_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ktWPzOgK3jU/s200/takoyaki2.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMjvF3EL-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/H-AIKFk52YE/s1600-h/takoyaki1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067433297655902178" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="134" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMjvF3EL-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/H-AIKFk52YE/s200/takoyaki1.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;Let’s talk about some Japanese soul food now, and forget about all health concerns for a lil’ while. TAKOYAKI (aka ‘octopus balls’)! No, they are not octopus testicles of any sort, but savory bite-size spheres made with egg/flour batter, with an octopus piece inserted inside each one, and then topped off with bonito flakes, seaweed seasoning, mayonnaise and okonomiyaki sauce. Makes for a really great sharing snack, as they usually come in a set of 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.4"&gt;The 2 places I’ve tried them in Manhattan are:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;OTAFUKU&lt;/strong&gt; (236 East 9th Street, near 2nd Ave.)&lt;br /&gt;This hole-in-the-wall take-out place specializes in takoyaki and okonomiyaki. (The latter is a pan-fried batter pancake, kind of like takoyaki but in pancake form … it’s also filled with a large component of shredded cabbage. I am not a fan of cabbage, so I stick with the takoyaki.) Anyhoo, the takoyaki here is &lt;em&gt;gooood&lt;/em&gt;! They’re larger than the ones at Yokocho and are filled with a decently sized piece of octopus. The ever so slightly crispy exterior gives way to delectable gooeyness once you bite into it ... mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;VILLAGE YOKOCHO&lt;/strong&gt; (8 Stuyvesant Street)&lt;br /&gt;The inside of this popular restaurant is made to look like the courtyard of a little Japanese villa of some sort, really cute. The takoyaki here isn’t as good as the ones at Otafuku. That’s ok though, since there are so many top-notch authentic Japanese tapas to try. (I even had ground raw yam once; the dish looks almost identical to snot and has the exact same consistency too … yum?). All the dishes are reasonably priced. Among the ones that I’ve tried, I recommend the tofu (both the uncooked seasoned kind and the tempura one), the beef bowl (comes with a raw egg to crack over your rice), and the various ‘fatty’ fish.&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote 1: We saw the one and only, perfectionist, and dessert-extraordinaire Chika (from CHIKALICIOUS) here. If this place is good enough for her, really then, it must be something.&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote 2: I kept on calling this place ANGEL SHARE for the longest time due to the fact that the restaurant houses a bar by that name; which can be accessed by a ‘hidden’ side door upon first entering. They make delicious drinks, but also abide by a set of rules, one of which they do not seat parties more than 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the takoyaki. In Hong Kong I have been doing some food-research and concluded that &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; place to get them is at &lt;strong&gt;GINDACO&lt;/strong&gt;, which is a chain across HK with some shops closing as late as 1 AM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-4056136986959727280?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/4056136986959727280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=4056136986959727280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4056136986959727280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/4056136986959727280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-heart-octopus-balls.html' title='I heart octopus balls'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMj0F3EL_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ktWPzOgK3jU/s72-c/takoyaki2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7490568681185955108</id><published>2007-05-22T11:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:45:47.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What if heckling 'fat people' was as accepted as heckling smokers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067427112902995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMeHF3EL8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/YPYB3d3B10E/s200/supersize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I just finished watching “Super Size Me” and felt impelled to blog: DO NOT EAT FAST FOOD! (ooor, if you really really crave it, maybe once a month in moderation with a flawless healthy diet). Over the course of 30 days, director/writer Morgan Spurlock subsisted purely on McDonalds. A perfectly fit fella at the beginning, we witness his physical health deteriorate at unbelievable rates. By the end of what becomes a life-threatening experiment, he gained 25lbs, experienced liver damage, and sexual dysfunction amongst many other equally unpleasant side effects. (It musta sucked to work off all that weight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5"&gt;Granted it was an extreme experiment – and it has instigated numerous responses, many of which have attacked the documentary showing that this kind of transformation would never happen in a realistic setting – it was clever, timely and impactful. This Spurlock bloke really knows how to address a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly after the release of this (’04) Academy Award nominated documentary, McDonalds eliminated the ‘super size’ option off their menus and started including ‘healthier’ choices. They claim that these decisions were not at all influenced by the movie … yeah right. Either way, Spurlock deserves a pat on the back for attempting to shake fatty America back to its senses. As on a grander scale, what the movie attacks is not McDonalds but the obesity epidemic itself, one that is continuing to sweep America in an alarming fashion. (1 in every 50 Americans morbidly obese … crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film itself is properly entertaining and educational. One really grows to like Spurlock’s earnest and engaging character, and a sense of twisted admiration develops for his ‘self-sacrifice’. There are quite a few moving parts to the film. One of the more memorable moments for me (although not necessarily poignant in the conventional sense) is when Spurlock throws-up after struggling to finish his first super-size meal (and yes, we are shown the puke as well).&lt;br /&gt;So … uhm, I guess I will not be eating McDonalds for a while then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sidenote: Although, I admit that I will probably indulge myself maybe once between now and July; I swear HK McDonalds tastes better than the crap in NYC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7490568681185955108?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7490568681185955108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7490568681185955108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7490568681185955108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7490568681185955108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-if-heckling-fat-people-was-as.html' title='What if heckling &apos;fat people&apos; was as accepted as heckling smokers?'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlMeHF3EL8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/YPYB3d3B10E/s72-c/supersize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-5167355041644232216</id><published>2007-05-20T14:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:38:45.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Crackberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlCOLV3EL7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fcKShqZpg2M/s1600-h/pinkberry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066705906289618866" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlCOLV3EL7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fcKShqZpg2M/s200/pinkberry2.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlCOEV3EL6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/J5vDPFCgHQ0/s1600-h/pinkberry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066705786030534562" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="140" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlCOEV3EL6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/J5vDPFCgHQ0/s200/pinkberry1.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My notable mention of 2007: &lt;strong&gt;PINKBERRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pinkberry has been one of my biggest obsessions since the beginning of the year (I'm on their 'groupie list' now). This LA based fro-yo chain has 3 locations in Manhattan so far. The one I frequent the most is definitely the one in K-town, on 32nd St, although the line is so terribly long here. (More on the delightfulness of 32nd St. in another post). Popular enough that imitations are popping up all over the place, and not even attempting to hide how copy-catty they are. April just recently told me about "cactusberry" (seriously, what kind of name is that?)&lt;br /&gt;The divine combination of tangyness, sweetness &amp;amp; lightness is quite unlike any other. However, not the cheapest soft-serve around, the cost adds up. I probably have accumulated a Pinkberry bill that could support a drug habit. So far it's been worth it, as taste-wise it has never disappointed me yet (except when particular employees act all stingy when putting your toppings on ... such as when this one dude started counting the number of raspberries -__-).&lt;br /&gt;My fav combo: Plain w/ Strawberry, Fruity Pebbles and Mochi *&lt;br /&gt;* Sidenote: Mochi is not displayed outside with all the other toppings; you need to especially as for it ... although this "secret" topping ain't so secret no more due to it being published in a NYTimes article. Jennifer Steinhauer writes "it's like asking for 'animal style' at In-and-Out." (Wow NYTimes really likes their exposes huh).&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry ice-cream, I'm on my way to Pinkberry ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-5167355041644232216?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/5167355041644232216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=5167355041644232216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5167355041644232216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/5167355041644232216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/crackberry.html' title='Crackberry'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlCOLV3EL7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/fcKShqZpg2M/s72-c/pinkberry2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-7684974930414069492</id><published>2007-05-20T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:08:44.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertopia v.2007</title><content type='html'>So uhm it's summer again ... that lull in the year where I actually remember 'oh, I have a blog, I should update shouldn't I?' Over the next few months I'll hopefully make this place a bit more polished and spiffy. Hm, where to start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief preview of what to expect:&lt;br /&gt;FOOD has played practically a principal role over the past year in my life. So many &lt;em&gt;amazing &lt;/em&gt;places worth mentioning!&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC tastes have evolved a little, and grown even more eclectic.&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES &amp; BOOKS are always an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066689821637095314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlB_jF3EL5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bHP0ucTs44Q/s200/DSC00504.JPG" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently in HK for the next 2 months. Back in NYC mid-July :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-7684974930414069492?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/7684974930414069492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=7684974930414069492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7684974930414069492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/7684974930414069492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2007/05/summertopia-v2007.html' title='Summertopia v.2007'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vcvJoao84dY/RlB_jF3EL5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bHP0ucTs44Q/s72-c/DSC00504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-115794643374081954</id><published>2006-09-10T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:40:22.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did all my time go?</title><content type='html'>A friend pointed out to me today that I suck at blogging. I know, it's been about a week since my last post, so yeah, fine, I kinda do. In my defense, let me just say that I have no time. &lt;em&gt;Yeah right, everyone has no time these days&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, this is true, but really, that is the sole earnest excuse I've got. Although, I've realised while writing this down that this 'no time' thing is a mere short cut for me to refrain from going into depth on what I've &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; been doing. Now, I feel obligated to explain in detail ... but, in keeping with the theme of time-limitations and my current indolent state of mind, I shall quickly attribute the commencement of classes, internships, homework, socialising requirements, getting sick and so forth as the main causes of my blogging drought. Besides, it takes me forever to write. My thoughts (unlike many way-talented people) do not flow directly onto paper in perfectly formed, entertaining sentences. So I guess, this post is ending up somewhat as a disclaimer along the lines of &lt;em&gt;I write sporadically, please read at your own discretion for reader-writer relationships may not ever develop&lt;/em&gt;. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthwhile movies I watched over the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being John Malkovich - very original concept, philosophical even, way trippy though (do not watch high)&lt;br /&gt;2. Trust the Man - currently still in theatres, funny, enjoyably realistic in the movie-world sense, and if you live in nyc you will recognise almost all locations featured which makes it give off a warm relatable feeling I guess&lt;br /&gt;3. Akeelah and the Bee - poignant, motivational, and a rare appreciation of kids that are 11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-115794643374081954?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/115794643374081954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=115794643374081954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115794643374081954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115794643374081954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2006/09/where-did-all-my-time-go.html' title='Where did all my time go?'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-115712094089135659</id><published>2006-09-01T09:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:37:42.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmagic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.canmag.com/images/front/movies20063/illusionistposter-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.canmag.com/images/front/movies20063/illusionistposter-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was quite a delectable treat. I'm glad it met my expectations, I would hate to have Ed Norton and the idea of magic disappoint. The way it was shot made it seem all dark and ominous but the storyline itself was rather sweet. Gosh, I just love the juxtaposition. Although given the title, it was a tad predictable, namely the ending. But, that's what truly appeals (or at least to me). My fairytale-loving self derived estatic pleasure from witnessing the classic elements of boy and girl falling in love, social-class boundaries, castles, horses and MAGIC mesh together in an expected but comforting way. Now, I can't wait for "The Prestige" to come out. Hugh Jackman and Christian Bale, mmm. Maybe, Hollywood is setting up a new trend of hot actors playing magicians. Nice (even Gob from "Arrested Development" is kinda cute in that clueless and selfish manner of his). Maybe then magic as a hobby will appear less geeky to the general public. I recall joining 'Magic Club' at NYU in freshmen year. You may ask, "what possessed you to exhibit such odd behaviour?" Well, the culprit was that fairytale-loving self again, it seemed to want to 'spread the love' or some other equally sincere and cheesy reason. Alas, there was some mocking and ridicule among friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current frame of mind:&lt;br /&gt;- After that long entry I still have 7 more hours of work to go?! *Agog face* Kill me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-115712094089135659?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/115712094089135659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=115712094089135659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115712094089135659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115712094089135659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2006/09/mmmagic.html' title='Mmmagic'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33662320.post-115705654326867966</id><published>2006-08-31T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:43:20.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh snap, not again.</title><content type='html'>So I got a blog again. I don't think I do this for the right reasons. Maybe there is no right reason, but I feel like 'if' there were it would be something along the lines of providing some service to society by provocation of thought through one's own musings. My reason for getting this blog was exactly the same as getting the xanga last summer - deriving purely from boredom and egotistical desire to sound witty. And I was doing so well! Gah, only 1 week before school starts; why I can't just hang on a leetle longer? I dunno. And I'm again starting it off with a post trying to justify my weakness. Gee, I must be really insecure. Anyways, I'm at work and slowly dying because I really have nothing to do all day, so this blog may actually get updated whenever I'm here ... woohoo. Hm, Blogger also does seem less 'Asian-based' than Xanga, not that I'm against that or anything but it's nice to not have to associate oneself with preconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day so far:&lt;br /&gt;- Tried Orbit's new "Lemon Lime" flavour. I like it! It's zesty, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Later plans in the day:&lt;br /&gt;- Go watch "The Illusionist". This experience is very much overdue, I hear good things about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33662320-115705654326867966?l=lyndasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/feeds/115705654326867966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33662320&amp;postID=115705654326867966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115705654326867966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33662320/posts/default/115705654326867966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndasays.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-snap-not-again.html' title='Oh snap, not again.'/><author><name>Lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17513142748487331060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
