It was a crisp Fall morning in NYC. She walked East on 84th street, stopping at the bodega on the North-West side of York and 84th. On this November morning she noticed a young girl holding a carton of buttermilk, the Amish brand, the good kind. The girl was in her early teens, blonde hair, …
The sun kept chasing her eyelids as she shuffled from bench to chair. Her struggle to find a spot where she would not be blinded by the big yellow ball burning in the baby blue sky was undoubtedly an annoyance to her, and a scene of innocent attraction for him. It was the unstoppable …
Gouda, Goat Truffle, Pesto Pine, Klaver Chili, and The Special One. Smoked, creamy, mature, aged and salted. Something is cheesy here. I had 7 hours in Amsterdam to spare en route from Dubai to NYC, and where else would I go to besides The Amsterdam Cheese Museum?! The last time I was in Amsterdam …
We have a saying in America that goes something like this: “That’s the best thing since sliced bread.” The American sandwich bread that one could find pre-sliced was first sold in 1928 and literally was advertised as “the greatest foreward step in the baking industry since bread was wrapped.” How good was pre-sliced sandwich …
I bought a ticket to Yerevan, Armenia from Dubai randomly one night in hopes to meet Vardanush Petrosyan and the Kardashians…. ok the latter is part not true, but the former is so true. Vardanush is Armenia’s famed dietitian and owner of Ingredient Cafe. Lucky for me she not only agreed to meet me, …
