When I told my friends I was going to Singapore in August, almost all of them said something along the lines of, “Just like in Crazy Rich Asians!”
I am making the conscious decision to not title this post “best drinks,” because I am not nearly a consummate enough drinker to put forward that list. Dessert? I’m game. Drinks? Less so.
Bar prep has been taking over the summer.
This post is not about food. Instead, it’s about the future of the country.
The burger: so humble, yet also so easy to mess up. Sometimes it’s being too dry or too plain or too charred. But there are some places in NYC that get it oh so right.
As a “last hurrah” pasta dinner for law school, G and I decided to head over to Del Posto. We could not have chosen a better place.
(Title referencing Finding Nemo). There is some good sushi in New York. Let’s talk about two of them.
My friend, MH, introduced me to Chef’s Table by showing me the Ivan Ramen episode. That began a glorious quest to eat lots of delicious ramen in New York.
…and we walked those roads. By golly, we walked everywhere. And it was glorious.
A year or so ago, I saw a cascade of posts about the mafaldini in Lilia on Instagram. And posts about that pasta kept reappearing on Instagram for a solid month. I knew I had to try it.