It is freezing in Hanoi right now, all thing being relative. My coworkers shudder in furry coats, doors keep closing everywhere to keep the draft at bay, and let me tell you – SOUP is on the menu, as if it ever stops being in Southeast Asia but you know.
The Street Food Map of Hanoi (Some places are discovered by me; some are recommended from The New Hanoian; some from Stickyrice blog; some from Gastronomy blog. It’s a work in constant progress.) I first tasted genuine street food in Taipei. Some towering psychedelic sundae of shaved ice, technicolour jellies, candied strange fruit pieces, condensed milk […]
1. Fougasse Péché Mortel et Chorizo /or/ Baguettine Cheddar & Figue Bio (pictured above) Where: Boulangerie Guillaume (Plateau Mont-Royal, 17 ave Fairmount Est.) 2. Any of the Moroccan pastries from Pâtisserie Le Ryad Where: Le Ryad (Center of the Jean-Talon market, between the two ATMS) 3. Egg Custard Tart Where: Rôtisserie Piri Piri (415 Avenue du Mont-Royal Est, (514) 504-6464) 4. Mini […]
A long time ago, I had the nicest breakfast I’ve ever had while eating out in Montreal. I guess these things are a matter of taste, and for such meal with such clear delineations (depending on your location), it can run the gamut of very different styles. Some people go for classic fry-ups – eggs, […]
tchotchke – (Yiddish) an inexpensive showy trinket Origin: 1965–70, Americanism ; < Yiddish tshatshke < Polish czaczko bibelot, knickknack (now obsolete; compare modern cacko withsame sense, orig. dial.); of expressive orig. chachka, tsatske, tshatshke collectable, collectible – things considered to be worth collecting (not necessarily valuable or antique) Going for a sandwich on a rather flingy whim didn’t necessarily prepare me for the requisite mile end arty-collage space that I should have seen coming. I’ve only lived here in this neighbourhood […]
Resolutions mean nothing to me. But quiet is a resolute panacea. I’ve given up a few things this month to make room for meditation, drawing, reading and the occasional blustery foray into the few hours of sunshine that we get in January times. No sex. No music, television, alcohol, meat, sugar, diet soda, dancing, makeup/jewellery, […]
So’s, I love me some goat, y’know? It’s kinda like lamb but with more guts, heft, and twang (woo!). Annnnnd, it’s not the sort of the thing you’re going to find at the local sandwich shop or one of the myriad sushi express places that pepper most neighbourhoods. Thankfully, for the goat lovers there are […]