What Is Authentic?

What does it mean these days when you say you’ve eaten at an authentic _____ restaurant?  We’ve eaten tacos and quesadillas at a joint run by Chinese guys.  They even had the obilgatory fat, laughing Buddha in the corner.  Lots of Japanese restaurants, especially those cheap sushi places, are actually run by Koreans and Chinese.  One [...]

Korean Sundae

There’s a Korean restaurant in Fort Lee that we always pass on the way to Marita’s seamstress.  So we finally tried it last night.  It’s an authentic Korean place (although Jay tells me that there aren’t very many inauthentic Korean restaurants since most of them are owned and run by Koreans). 
Marita had the cod casserole, [...]

Sopes

We thought we’d learned a bit more than the average guy about Mexican cuisine. Well, we went to our usual ghetto Mexican restaurant in Bergenfield (guiltlessly violating our own rule of not going to the same restaurant twice) and proceeded to order the usual – huaraches and tacos. No huaraches today, the waitress [...]

Eating Flowers

It seems fitting to blog about eating flowers after my last post about scents.  When we visited the Salcedo Market in Legazpi Village about 2 months ago, we came across some vendors who were selling edible flowers.  One of them was called katuray, a bright almost fuschia-colored flower that supposedly is good with salads.  This [...]

Le Train Bleu and Annick Goutal

Le Train Bleu is a restaurant in Bloomingdale’s that is modeled after a luxury French night train which carried wealthy passengers between Calais and the French Riviera in the 1920s. We had breakfast there today and it really did feel like we were in a train car.
No, Annick Goutal is not a chef. [...]