After re-watching Anthony Bourdain’s Brazil episode, I found myself buying a bottle of cachaca and making caipirinhas later that day.
Me taking a momentary break from some insanely spicy sauce at Los Corrales in Keyport.
When you can never get your homemade pizza to come out round, so you make them rectangle and call them flatbread to spare the hit to your ego.
Let this be the only time McDonald’s will ever appear on this blog. An Egg McMuffin and their hash browns are just about the only two things I will eat from there. This is the scene after a 2 am run with a friend after work.
Even the leftovers from Portuguese Manor turn into a gourmet meal.
I don’t like meatballs, but I make a mean meatball parm. #terribleitalian
The golden beauty of fried plantains.
Peanut Brittle cooling at Uncle Leroy’s in Strasburg, Pennsylvania. Spring 2016.
This is another one of those Jersey Diners that has taken on mythical proportions. A place that a diner should be: classy, vintage interior with friendly service cranking out big portions of quality food at fair prices. That’s what I am looking for in this glorious Garden State we live in. While so many places…
When your friends come back from a trip to the Islands bearing gifts!
If only every day could start with a brunch like this.
The simple pleasures of pumpernickel bread and orange marmalade.