Cilantro is one of those upper west side eateries that has been around for about ten years now, but is easy to dismiss as just another poser Mexican joint. Yeah, we know Californians like to proclaim that they have better Mexican on the west coast, but sometimes we here on the eastern side need a fix of sizzlin’ eats and guac too.
I only come here on Monday nights. In fact, I travel across town to come here for dinner on Monday nights. As we all know, travelling crosstown in NYC is usually is an exercise in frustration. So there has to be a good reason. Continue reading Sizzlin’ Fajita Monday in NYC
Wonderful food and service up in El Barrio, NYC!
Delicious guacamole, and the salmon special on a bed of plantains was just perfect. I scarfed it all down while enjoying a damn fine Mojito. My taste buds were singing. My belly was happy. My gluttonous desires were completely satisfied.
My gal totally gushed over the chicken mole. That mole sauce was righteous! Oh, and they don’t skimp on the portions. You go home full after a meal here with a food baby in tow.
We walked in on a weekday evening while exploring a bit of Spanish Harlem and found an empty restaurant, but decided to give it a try. So happy we did as I was in the mood for some cocktails and authentic Latin eats. Cascalote Latin Bistro did not disappoint. Continue reading Guac! Mole! Cascalote Latin Bistro in El Barrio, NYC!
The fear of the unknown, or just the love of food?
We had just finished dinner the other night after work at one of our favorite pizza joints. It’s a local’s spot that serves up terrific oven baked pizzas, assorted pastas, and Italian plates. One of those spots where you can order up normal human sized plates, or dive head-in and be a total gluttonous
man-beast slob freak and order a “family style” portion. Of course, we went with the “food baby coma” size pasta dish along with a medium pizza.
Continue reading Doggy Bags, Leftovers, Facehuggers. Oh My!
Food. Just the word, thought, and sight of it, elicits many emotions and viewpoints. Happiness, insecurity, comfort, hate, and many more.
If you are a fan of, or know of, Lisa Lampanelli and her comedic style you are aware of her raunchiness and “in your face” stand up routine. If you went in expecting that you were disappointed. This was a surprisingly tempered performance, and offered way more drama and human insight than laughs and guffaws. Body image was on the agenda, along with a discussion of foods we all know and clamor for whether during happy times, or as crutch during sad moments in life. Continue reading Lisa Lampanelli is STUFFED off-Broadway in NYC