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This place gets busy so expect a wait. Fortunately, the hubs and I were willing to sit at the bar and were seated immediately. Service was courteous, drinks were delicious, and food was fantastic. The Bloody Mary was a variation of my beloved Canadian Caesar (think Bloody Mary with clam juice), and to take it over the top, my cocktail was garnished with a fresh shrimp and oyster. It was spicy and refreshing and salty like the sea all at once. The hubs and I shared the clam chowder fries

Blood sausage. It sounds gross, but it’s delicious. Many cultures have a version, from the English black pudding to the Cajun boudin. Koreans have their own blood sausage, too, called soondae. The Korean version is chewy thanks to the inclusion of sweet potato noodles. The first time I tried soondae at a Korean grocery store’s food court in Houston, I thought it was just okay: nothing special, a little dry. Then I had it in Dallas from a little Korean deli. I dipped it in the salt, which enhanced the

Bossam is one of my favorite Korean dishes. I don’t get to eat it often, so it’s always a special occasion when I do get it. Bossam consists of tucking pork belly and usually a thin slice of sweet pickled radish or even kim chi into a lettuce leaf or a thin sheet of rice cake, and then dipping it in either sesame oil with salt and pepper or doenjang, fermented soybean paste (my personal prefernce). One of my earliest memories having bossam was in Seoul—after a long night of

There are multiple locations of Ham Ji Park: one on W. 6th Street, one on W. Pico Boulevard, and one in Buena Park. The hubs and I were told to go here for gamja tang, a comforting Korean pork neck and potato stew. This stew is one of the hubs’s favorite—he says it’s best after a night of drinking soju. But this time, since the in-laws joined us in L.A., instead of a late-night snack, we had the gamja tang for early dinner. The stew was very good, but I’ve

I live in Houston, and all that’s been on our minds lately is Hurricane-turned-Tropical Storm Harvey, which has been shredding southeast Texas to pieces since late last week. While I have been fortunate thus far—my family, friends, and neighbors are safe, and our house is still intact and dry—there are many of my fellow Houstonians whose lives and properties have been severely impacted by Harvey. Having lived in Houston for most of my life, I’ve experienced quite a few hurricanes, storms, and floods. I thought I’d take this opportunity to

This place was so good, we had it twice. I would describe Dishoom as a modern south Asian bistro. It’s one of my favorites in London. It’d be the one stop I make if I had a Heathrow layover. Yes, it’s that good. The hubs and I stopped by the Covent Garden restaurant for the first time during breakfast, and while the place was busy, we were immediately seated. We ordered a bacon and egg naan roll (£6.90)—think breakfast taco with Indian flair. The bacon was dry-cured for five days,

I love me some tapas. My palate gets bored easily so the best way for me to dine is to have a variety of dishes from which I can nibble. Three bites, and I’m ready to move on. Barrafina fulfills all my food fantasies. A Spanish tapas restaurant located in the hip neighborhood of Soho, Barrafina is a small tapas bar serving thoughtful, unfussy food. The service, too, is quick and thorough. There’s nothing not to adore about this place: attentive servers delivering well-executed small plates in a quiet, unadorned,

London is known for having some of the best south Asian food in the world. Because the British long ago colonized India and, thus, many Indians eventually emigrated to the United Kingdom, bringing their cuisines with them, and because the ingredient quality is supposedly superior in the UK, the south Asian food here is purportedly even better than that in its motherland. I wish I’d tried south Asian food during my first trip to London back in 2001 as a backpacker fresh out of college. Instead of curry and lassi,

“You’ve got to try Dinosaur Bar-B-Que,” seemed to be the consensus when I tweeted for Syracuse dining recommendations. Really? Dubious. I mean, I’m from the South where barbecue reigns supreme. But I live in an eternal state of FOMO, so Dinosaur Bar-B-Que for our second dinner in Syracuse it was. We entered the restaurant to find a thick buzz in spite of it being a weeknight. Live music courtesy of a rockabilly band with talent boosted the vibe. We were immediately seated at a booth and looked after by a

The first time I ate at Girl and the Goat, it was a last-minute decision: I’d finished a work engagement in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, and my friend and I were driving into Chicago where we’d be flying out the next day. “Let’s try to get a table at Girl and the Goat tonight,” my friend said. I’d heard from a few other friends that Girl and the Goat was hands-down their favorite Chicago eatery or at least a must-try while there. I called and was able to get a table after

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