Whilst con tomates stays put, I roam.
“Dawn breaks soft and gray on the lake, stretching its warm fingers through skylights to wake even the laziest of dreamers. Good morning, you’re in America.”
07/07/11: Boston: Beantown Blitz!
” We go wild over the texture of the octopus, which has clearly been grilled but bears zero resemblance to my rubbery Rocky Point attempt several years back. We guess at a pre-boil, which is later confirmed by our waitress; she explains that it’s also raked over a Spanish-style washboard such that the flesh is even further tenderized before hitting the coals.”
“Dough‘s blood orange doughnut dotted with candied peel opens our appetites. Oh my god. How long has it been since I’ve had a doughnut? And have I ever had one this good? We pair it with magnificent iced coffees laced with chicory from the mini-café stall just to the side.”