Another restaurant gem at Seneca Avenue and Myrtle Avenue in Ridgewood, Queens is Nepalese Indian Restaurant. Indian restaurants are a dime a dozen anymore, since Indian food has become so trendy. But since it had Nepalese in the name, I knew it would be different.
I accidentally found this place as I was walking down Seneca Avenue in Ridgewood yesterday. The first ting you will notice about Rudy’s when you walk in is the glass displays of delicious cakes and pastries.
No one has a good Sunday roast like England. I’ve been homesick for it since I last visited England back in 2003. But thanks to hearing about Chip Shop Pub on Facebook, now I know where to get my Sunday roast fix!
Gyro World is by far the best Greek restaurant in Ridgewood, Queens NYC. The restaurant is on the busy Fresh Pond Road amongst other ethnic restaurants. Do not overlook them, especially if you appreciate solid Greek food.
In Bay Ridge near the 77th Avenue R train stop, it looks a bit like many inner cities in Germany. There is a whole heck of a lot of gyro and kebab shops due to the Middle Eastern influence in the area. But tucked away … Continue readingOktoberfest at Schnitzel Haus NYC
This is what happens when you stand in line for an hour for free pizza. Last year (as well as this year), Slice Out Hunger put on an event in Manhattan, where people could get 10 slices of New York’s finest pizza for $10. Different … Continue readingRizzo’s Pizza where thin is in
Hear ye hear ye! Enough with the nonsense already with Chick Fil A. It’s blowing up my Facebook feed more than it should. I ate it in Ohio, but I don’t care to here. Why?
Within a couple of weeks apart, there were two burrito restaurants near me that opened. One I was already familiar with, Oaxaca, which began as a Brooklyn restaurant on the other side of Bedstuy. Since then, it has several locations, including the new one near … Continue readingBedstuy Burrito War
Unless I am going to do something crazy like eat duck tongue, bull penis, or some other random body part, I’ve been avoiding Asian food. Not on purpose though. Some friends introduced me to C Bao, just outside Union Square in N ew York City.
I learned my lesson about eating pasta not made from an Italian. Not every non-Italian pasta is the same caliber as Olive Garden either. I went to a restaurant in Williamsburg that was (surprise!) ran by hipsters. I won’t even mention the name of the … Continue readingItalians do it better (and now I do too)