review: you say pastilla…

Zahav Philadelphia, Pennsylvania “Ziseh kind, there is no such thing as Israeli food,” retorted my Jersey ma, a born-and-raised-on-the-LES-right-around-the-corner-from Russ and Daughters Jew. I wouldn’t dare argue the anthropology of Israeli food with her. I suppose she is right: Israeli food, by and large, is a hodge-podge of borrowed cuisines. Michael Solomonov, former chef of […]

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review: you say pastilla…

Zahav Philadelphia, Pennsylvania “Ziseh kind, there is no such thing as Israeli food,” retorted my Jersey ma, a born-and-raised-on-the-LES-right-around-the-corner-from Russ and Daughters Jew. I wouldn’t dare argue the anthropology of Israeli food with her. I suppose she is right: Israeli food, by and large, is a hodge-podge of borrowed cuisines. Michael Solomonov, former chef of […]

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review: a stretch of turf…

Tinto Philadelphia, Pennsylvania If you listened carefully, through the din and drone emanating from the corner of 20th and Sansom Streets in Philadelphia on a Saturday night in July, you would have heard a rather tired yawn. That was me. It is strange how consensus can sometimes run counter-intuitively to one’s gut. After an informal […]

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review: a stretch of turf…

Tinto Philadelphia, Pennsylvania If you listened carefully, through the din and drone emanating from the corner of 20th and Sansom Streets in Philadelphia on a Saturday night in July, you would have heard a rather tired yawn. That was me. It is strange how consensus can sometimes run counter-intuitively to one’s gut. After an informal […]

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yippy skippy…

alinea Cookbook By Grant Achatz I’ve been a busy boy. In the recent months, I’ve been traveling quite a bit (and the end does not seem near), which has flung me far from the kitchen.  I miss it. Though I haven’t had time to cook, don’t think I’ve stopped reading recipes. No, I haven’t quite […]

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yippy skippy…

alinea Cookbook By Grant Achatz I’ve been a busy boy. In the recent months, I’ve been traveling quite a bit (and the end does not seem near), which has flung me far from the kitchen.  I miss it. Though I haven’t had time to cook, don’t think I’ve stopped reading recipes. No, I haven’t quite […]

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review: subtle innovation…

Amada Philadelphia, Pennsylvania You know you’re going to have a good time at a restaurant when you’re greeted by a half-ton bronze pig. At the whiff of good food, my name becomes Achilles and a fine selection of cheeses, especially, goes straight for my heels. That’s how Jose Garces got me in a gluttonous bind […]

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review: subtle innovation…

Amada Philadelphia, Pennsylvania You know you’re going to have a good time at a restaurant when you’re greeted by a half-ton bronze pig. At the whiff of good food, my name becomes Achilles and a fine selection of cheeses, especially, goes straight for my heels. That’s how Jose Garces got me in a gluttonous bind […]

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review: that sugar bomb…

Ring Ring Le Bec Fin Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Four years ago, I couldn’t hear my food the music was so loud. Stiff, stilted, out-dated, and aloof, the food and service on my first visit to Georges Perrier’s vaunted Le Bec Fin in Philadelphia had me vowing never to return. But I’m a firm believer in second, […]

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review: that sugar bomb…

Ring Ring Le Bec Fin Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Four years ago, I couldn’t hear my food the music was so loud. Stiff, stilted, out-dated, and aloof, the food and service on my first visit to Georges Perrier’s vaunted Le Bec Fin in Philadelphia had me vowing never to return. But I’m a firm believer in second, […]

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pork, pork, pretzel…

Tommy DiNic’s Reading Terminal Market Philadelphia, Pennsylvania If you had only one meal in Philadelphia, what would you eat? A Philly cheesesteak, right? Maybe, but only if you went for Capogiro gelato afterward. I’ve done the Geno’s and Pat’s comparison and a few other notable cheesesteak joints in town. They’re good, but nothing as transcendent […]

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pork, pork, pretzel…

Tommy DiNic’s Reading Terminal Market Philadelphia, Pennsylvania If you had only one meal in Philadelphia, what would you eat? A Philly cheesesteak, right? Maybe, but only if you went for Capogiro gelato afterward. I’ve done the Geno’s and Pat’s comparison and a few other notable cheesesteak joints in town. They’re good, but nothing as transcendent […]

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travel: brotherly love…

Escalivada and White Sangria Amada Philadelphia, Pennsylvania I’m behind. I recently took a trip to Philadelphia in search of the perfect plate of pasta. I found it. But I also found a lot of other great things, like the perfect roast pork sandwich, and the perfect cheese and chocolate pairing, and many perfect scoops of […]

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travel: brotherly love…

Escalivada and White Sangria Amada Philadelphia, Pennsylvania I’m behind. I recently took a trip to Philadelphia in search of the perfect plate of pasta. I found it. But I also found a lot of other great things, like the perfect roast pork sandwich, and the perfect cheese and chocolate pairing, and many perfect scoops of […]

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review: the perfect plate of pasta…

Vetri, Philadelphia Is there anything more pleasing than a perfect plate of pasta? Perhaps. But not much. I can pinpoint the day and hour of my last plate of perfect pasta. It was corzetti, and it was more of a taste, rather than a plate. I ate this standing up, negotiating armfuls of *stuff* – […]

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review: the perfect plate of pasta…

Vetri, Philadelphia Is there anything more pleasing than a perfect plate of pasta? Perhaps. But not much. I can pinpoint the day and hour of my last plate of perfect pasta. It was corzetti, and it was more of a taste, rather than a plate. I ate this standing up, negotiating armfuls of *stuff* – […]

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gelato boy gone wild…

Capogiro Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Capogiro, a gelateria in Philadelphia, needs to have an accompanying 12-step recovery program. Well, actually, that would be stupid of them. They make money off of addicts like me. Ever since I took my first taste of Capogiro’s ethereally smooth and almost froth-like gelato, I was hooked. At first, it was innocent, […]

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gelato boy gone wild…

Capogiro Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Capogiro, a gelateria in Philadelphia, needs to have an accompanying 12-step recovery program. Well, actually, that would be stupid of them. They make money off of addicts like me. Ever since I took my first taste of Capogiro’s ethereally smooth and almost froth-like gelato, I was hooked. At first, it was innocent, […]

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