Sometimes it’s difficult to find restaurants that leaves carnivores and herbivores feeling equally satisfied. Sure, there are non-meat options at barbecue restaurants, but corn bread hardly counts as a full meal. And though I’m a vegetarian, I understand the need to eat lamb while getting Indian food. Next time you’re

Cupcakes, cake, and just pastries in general are certainly having their moment right now. There’s Ace of Cakes and Cake Wrecks, this country’s fetishization of foods knows no bounds. And why not?, everyone loves cake. What’s been elevated to practically an art form, you no longer have to get hitched

We all get stuck in midtown. I mean just look at its name… it’s a naturally convenient place to meet up sometimes no matter how much you don’t want to pay $12 for a cocktail or go within 15 minutes of Times Square. Fortunately, The Volstead offers up nice digs

Stop the presses. You know, harking back to a simpler, more innocent and racist time back when people printed things and didn’t blink an eye when both Irish and dogs weren’t allowed somewhere. Well, welcome back, Kotter, because I’m about to unveil one hell of a wormhole in the time/space

Yesterday I posted about Tiffin Wallah, one of less-than-a-handful of places in Murray Hill I’d ever expect to find myself. Cheapskates aren’t too welcome over in the far eastern 30s. In an unprecedented move by fate and fortune, I’m posting about the neighborhood again because the holiest of holies, FREE

All You Can Eat. Those words bring up a lot of connotations, not all of them good. For some, they’re a challenge. For others, they mean a dump truck’s worth of mediocre food. For others still, they induce Vegas flashbacks. Well, my weary gamblers and skeptics, I come armed with

Today is Guy Fawkes Day, the English holiday to celebrate Guy’s failed plot to blow up parliament. People celebrate by chanting “Remember, remember the fifth of November” and burning effigies of Guy. Admittedly, I didn’t know about the holiday until high school when it was featured in an episode of

It almost sickens me how obsessed I am with food.  I almost want to make my friends submit me as a subject for “Intervention,” but I feel like that would be a little selfish.  Anyway, one of my favorite restaurants in San Francisco, which I save for special occasions, is