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I never did catch a usable shot of the front of the restaurant or the sign with Cape Cod lined in behind the name, The Cape Codder Restaurant featuring a light house and a sail boat. But I mentioned it. So that’s good. I’ll have to go back!
I took several great things home with me from a recent jaunt out to the Space Coast including a skate board and a book on particle physics (because √-1 ♥ math). More impressive than that was what I learned at a little restaurant the locals were talking about.
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We love our few readers and want to tell you what March and April have been up to that kept us so busy, we couldn’t post but one, silly story. March 22nd; our official birthday – that even passed without so much as a peep. What’s been beating us? Three words, the Philippines, the France and the Miami bitches. Oh the stories these palettes could tell….
We’ve gone three rounds bare-knuckle with Earth, the international news desks, Miami and suburban container gardening and come out the wiser. It’s not at all pretty and we’ve got the sliced up hands to show for it, but we’re finally back, Off The Ropes, to get you up to speed and sucker punch Food Newsie back into being one of your stranger, favorite reads. Cheers – and keep your head down.
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Don’t be afraid to travel any wonderful city with little more than your ECCO boots, a phone with GPS mapping, that famous child-like sense of wonder and be sure that there’s plenty of kindness and taxis. New York – not too far after all.
For the country mouse who’s most accustomed to Washington, D.C., New York seems far, much too hectic and unfamiliar. With an open mind and having set your sneakers and feet to, ‘explore,’ New York becomes a red carpeted series of hallways framed by arts, fame and intrigue.
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“Juanita” is the name Latins grab for when they need a generic name for a punchline, like “Jane” in English. There is no joke here though because in Gaithersburg, she’s kicking butt with two food trucks that sell out daily. The trick is a kitchen she can depend on. So jaja on you.
Yes gimmicks are fun when you’re thinking up a Food Truck concept but if you’re best known for your hyper-paranoia and stand-offish attitude to cameras, you’re not thinking far enough outside the box (yeah, I went there). Business is serious and Food Trucks are fun. In this Friday post, I have fun sharing and exploring some facts and brainstorming how to overcome the dreadful one-to-one business model quickly before NYC and Chicago do it first or better. Jump in…
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Cannibalistic baddies are sure to appear around the corner from you after all hell has broken loose during your wartime post-apocalyptic journey. You’d be wise to learn to hunt, eat mint and keep some basil and rosemary plants handy since those things grow like crazy.
Let’s face it, no one reads this site so it’s not exactly going to confuse the masses if I go off the reservation a little bit, and for me, considerations for surviving a wartime, post-apocalyptic era are kind of a fun mental exercise. The truth is, lots of us haven’t a clue how to do anything for ourselves. Can you answer how long it takes to grow a head of lettuce? Can you make your own yeast? Do you like chain mail? Well, the last one is silly; we ALL like chain mail, but I’ve often wondered what it would take to survive if every last food supplier we take for granted were gone. Cannibalism, by the way, is not the answer. It never is. So enter the movie, The Road.
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I cannot fully convey to you, without the use of profanity, just how much friggin’ food I ate in Peru. It was phenomenal and entirely overwhelming. All I did was say I write about food and doors to some of Peru’s most luxurious locations cracked open. I’m embarrassed to do this so strangely, but my week in Peru gave me so much experience with its food that I run the risk of writing about each dish I had for a month if I don’t just summarize. And the best news? According to the scale at home, not a single, extra pound returned to the United States.
Astrid y Gaston, by Gaston Acurio Cantuarias 175, Miraflores, was created to deliver the best in traditional dining experiences for tourists and those native to Peru. The food quality is controlled by limiting the number of restaurants to about ten locations in South America. The entire event at an Astrid y Gaston is irreproachable in service and freshness.
You are not expected to read this entire entry. This much authoring has made me unpopular with my cats. Look at the pictures; when you see something of interest, read the entry below the image…
By all accounts, it’s the beginning of a better-than-normal day in Miraflores, Peru. The Saint’s Week, Semana Santa – or Easter up north – has set most of the traveling Peruvians either north or south to beaches. This has relieved the usual traffic that congests the streets and Luis “Lucho” Carpio can get about the business of keeping El Pez Amigo listed in the “must visit” sections of recipe books and Summum, a Zagat peer that ranks the best restaurants.
A FoodNewsie writer/photographer spent nearly a week in Peru being treated to some of the best dining in the world. The most realistic and down-home restaurant, “El Pez Amigo” is still on his mind and that’s because the owner, “Lucho” works his ass off to make sure he delivers the best….
Last weekend, tremors shook Lima for longer than normal. No problem for Lucho or any of the other Limanians; feeling a “Sismo” is such a standard part of life that sidewalk graffiti steers clear of any “S” in clear yellow circles that help tourists find their way to safe zones. The Friendly Fish, El Pez Amigo, sits very…
Peru. Land of the Kings; the Gastronomic Capital of The Americas. The Pisco Sour; the Algarrobina. The Butifarra sandwich and the Triple (TREE-play) sandwich. Peru, not a land of duality – a land of choice. In a land scarred by the memories of a race-driven civil war, the “Huarique,” hospitality and ground-up reconstruction reign supreme.
When Spain needed a viceroy to rule its new territories and interests in South America, the new Kings came from Peru. And what do you know? The edible delights and drinks along the coast were killer and not a thing like anything found in Europe.
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A recent weekend in the “City that loves you back,” Philadelphia turned up healthy treats, franchise opportunities, a missed dinner, a surprise gem and a lackluster Michael Jackson on the first day of Spring; all in a day that started at 3PM.
What used to be, “The city of brotherly love,” changed quietly one day to something less, well, you know… Now, Philadelphia is known in some small circles as the city that loves you back. And I love Philadelphia. So with Philadelphia having attached itself firmly and proverbially…
