Friday, May 21, 2010

Starving for Paris

It's 7:09 am. I'm on the shuttle to work, my stomach rumbling in this slow-moving traffic towards the tunnel. Gives me more time to salivate over the gastronomic itinerary I've made for my week in Paris.

Reservations have been made. The research has been done and the cross-referencing on NYTimes, Blackbook Mag, and Le Fooding Guide has been implemented. And some of it has been left to chance ...

But when will the eating begin?

May 27th: 7am






Saturday, May 8, 2010

Food Coma!

Last weekend was truly bananas with more food than the average man or woman should ingest.

Friday: Made turkey burgers on Arnold Sandwich Thins w steamed corn.


Saturday:
Ate a grapefruit.
Went to the Tina Pearson Salon to get my hair relaxed by Aicha. Fell into a street fair.
Bought curry puffs from a vendor ($5).
Went to moms house. Met Jose.
Grandma offered me a sugar donut, ate the whole thing. Washed it down with horchata (a sort of rice based drink from Mexico).
Dad finally showed up.
We went used car shopping.
Got hungry. Ate a Angus snack wrap from mcds. Co-opted dads fries. Shared them with Jose. Mom shared her McFlurry with me, but it was so hot, it was like soup.
Fell in love with a hatchback Ford Focus, but I also liked the Honda CR-V.
Went back to moms. She made me fried chicken chunks. It's my favorite.
Parched. Had a Vitamin Water.

Went back to Jersey

Sunday:
Got on the 10:55 123 to Nyc.










Saw the food trucks pulling into port authority. This is going to be awesome.

Took photos of the trucks. There were less than nine. I guess some bailed.




Lines everywhere. Jose and I split up. He goes to Rickshaw. I head to Calexico Cart.
Jose returns with 6 pork + chive dumplings and Calamansi-Ade. ($10)

Still waiting at Calexico. Line has not moved. Lines suck.
Jose waits and I go relieve boredom and insane humidity.
I run into Blake (old college friend) near 10th.
He meets Jose who introduces himself as "the husband".
Treats truck is doling out free samples, I disappear.
I also buy 2 chocolate chippers w nuts and a pecan bar. (~$6).
We also give up on Calexico Carne Asade. Line still has not moved.
Walking back to ninth, I stop by for more treats at the Cinnamon Snail, a vegan organic outpost.
I get a live apricot bar, crunchy vanilla cheesecake cupcake, and more lemonade. ($8)

Said bye to Blake. Jose and I go to catch the bus to Hoboken, but not before he gets a $1 slice. He drinks all the lemonade. I'm pissed.


















Hoboken!
Get off at 7th and Willow.
See a cute cafe called Maroon. Buy more lemonade. Mmm refreshing.
We can smell the food and the sweat.
First stop: Latin Specialties.

We grab an acapurillia, empanada, platano, cerdo frito, and tostones for dinner. ($18)
We save it for dinner.


Buy fried ravioli with tomato sauce. Sauce was spicy, but overall a bit greasy. Can't remember the restaurant name.
The Indian food huts smelled so good.
Bought jewelry and some shabby chic mirrors.

Omg. No one at Carlos Bakery (Cake Boss). I get two lobster tails, two cannoli, one chocolate cream puff.




We get ready for dinner. My 20-spice black bean chili is awesome.


The latin food was not bad, not great. Not like home.
The lobster tails were phenomenal. The cream was Lucious and a really smooth consistency.
I dream of them. I plot ways to get into Hoboken to buy more pastry.
My clothes don't fit.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

A day fit for foodies!

On my way to the New York Gourmet Food Truck Bazaar at Hells Kitchen Flea Market on 39th and 9th.

Nine trucks in one place dishing out gastronomic delights for my enthused palate.


... Then off to the Hoboken Arts and Music Festival.