Sigmund Pretzel Shop
Looking for a decent soft pretzel in New York City is a little like being thirsty in the middle ocean. There are pretzels everywhere, sold from ubiquitous street carts, but they’re completely inedible. Occaisionally one stumbles across handmade pretzels at…
Vatan
You don’t want to go near Vatan unless you have fasted for an entire day and have a hardcore ability to pace yourself through a meal. This Curry Hill spot offers a $31 prix fixe all-you-can eat Gujarati dinner consisting of…
Bahn Mi Saigon Bakery
I usually exit Bloomingdale’s Soho through the back door, dodging the sluggish shopping hordes on Broadway. A right on Crosby street and a left on Broome puts me within reasonable distance of Chinatown, where I can atone for my new…
Tompkins Square Dog Halloween Parade
If the sight of dogs dressed up in clothes makes you shake your head in disgust at the way people torture their pets, better visit Snackish another day. Because I just got back from the Halloween Dog Parade, and I…
Papabubble
Papabubble, a downtown candy lab specializing in flavorful hand-made hard candies, smells like the inside of a sugar bowl. Jars of crayon-colored treats line the walls, alongside oversized spiralling lollipops and jewel-hued ring pops. There’s usually a couple of candymakers…
Cask Ale Festival
If you missed out on Oktoberfest, not to worry–Chelsea Brewing company is currently holding their biannual cask ale festival, featuring nearly 40 beers. For more on the joys of sipping warm, flat-ish, flavorful ale made the way they used to…
Luke’s Lobster
I had my first lobster roll tonight. I tried to wait until I got home to eat it, but the toasted bread was just faintly warm under the crinkled aluminum foil wrapping, and I didn’t make it to the corner…
Wechsler’s Currywurst
Currywurst, a dish so popular in Germany that it has its own museum, is essentially sliced sausage, slathered in sweet-and-spicy tomato sauce, served with fries in a paper bowl. It’s meant to be eaten on the go, likely in the…
Pink Pearl Apples
I didn’t have the slightest interest in going to farmer’s markets when I lived in the country. Since I moved to the city, I can’t resist them. I’ll wader around squeezing peaches, plucking tomatoes, staring at piles of waxy red…
Greenmarket Peaches
Last night I slept under the covers. This is notable because during August my apartment never drops below a steamy 80 degrees (I don’t own an air conditioner, for various reasons). So the end of summer is usually a relief,…