I may not have written much during the past few months, but I have had plenty of good food—and become completely obsessed with posting snapshots of said food on Instagram. To the photographic evidence!
1. Bronx pork-a-palooza.
In October, I capped off a wholesome trip to the Bronx Zoo with the amazing — and decidedly unwholesome — lechón at El Nuevo Bohío. The crackling skin alone made the train ride uptown worthwhile.
2. Brooklyn pork-a-palooza.
One of the hardest parts of saying goodbye to Bed-Stuy was moving away from that neighborhood’s burgeoning dining scene; I’ve only been gone a few months, and I already miss SCRATCHbread‘s walk-up window. Where else can you get brunch in a cup, with crunchy-sweet-salty bacon candy on the side? And while I’m asking the big questions, what wouldn’t I give for a Crown Heights outpost?
3. Manhattan pork-a-palooza.
4. Queens pork-a-palooza.
Kidding! Lest I give the impression that I eat nothing but swine, rest assured I do occasionally consume other sources of protein. I particularly loved Legend‘s mapo tofu, meltingly silky and searingly hot, with Sichuan peppercorns, leeks, and—fine, I admit it—a little bit of ground pork. New rule: It doesn’t count if you can’t taste it.
5. Tofu, again.
A perfect high-low combination, this innocuously named “tofu with ginger-scallion sauce” at Danji takes the health benefits of bean curd and tosses them right into the deep-fryer. A crispy crust masks a creamy interior; shards of more fried goodness are sprinkled on top for added crunch. Ask for extra sauce on the side, and get to dipping.
Bonus round: 6. High-falutin’ fare.
A free meal at Gramercy Tavern offered a respite in the midst of personal turmoil, and gave Jill an excuse to come visit. The second course, this lobster salad, was fairly amazing; you’ll be hearing all about it soon enough.