The Girl Who Ate Everything

I was planning to write one last substantial entry before going on vacation, but of course my seemingly long afternoon turned into, "OH CRAP I ONLY HAVE HALF AN HOUR!" and now I will write a very insubstantial entry with 500% food porn.

HERE I GOOO!

mac n cheese

I finally went to S'MAC with two friends to gorge on little tubes of pasta smothered in cheese.

eating...or eaten

It's not the most amazing dish in the world, but it's tasty and belly filling (maybe because it stops your digestion; I'm not sure). The small should be enough to hold you over...until dessert.

ice cream

I dragged my friends to the nearby Sundaes and Cones and indulged in a two scoop cup with chocolate chip mint and ginger. Ginger was oddly creamier than chocolate chip mint. The chocolate pieces in the chocolate chip mint were more slab-like than chip-like, which I thought was a plus. Overall, I liked both flavors but was so stuffed from the mac and cheese that I couldn't finish it. Also, my frozen tongue was unable to discern the flavors near the end.

Conclusion: mac and cheese and ice cream don't mix.

NEXT!

SriPraPhai

At Joyce's suggestion I finally made it out to SriPraPhai in Queens, famous for being the best Thai restaurant in NYC and for getting lazy Manhattanites like me to actually go to an outer borough.

pile of meat

Ground meat with mint, dry chili and lemon = awesome.

salad

Papaya salad with crispy cat fish = another level of awesome.

crab

Fried soft shell crab = yet another level of awesome.

need rice

Sticky rice = ridiculously stomach-filling, but also awesome.

Sorry for being so non-descriptive, but...at least I took photos. If you haven't been to SriPraPhai, you should get your bum on the 7 train (or the E if the 7 isn't working) and prepare yourself for face stuffage. I'll come along!

We also went to the huge-ass Indian grocery store Patel Brothers where we found:

hot chips

Hot Chips that are in some way "deep".

BISCUITS

Biscuits that are 50% tasty and another 50% tasty, therefore being TASTY TASTY. (Sadly, I must report that they are not even worth one tasty. The taste was mildly...mild. I did not get the double tasty sensation.)

fluff

And flatbread that has been "Hand stretched For Fluffiness™".

NEXT!

I did not eat this

I met Lia for brunch, meaning that I also met Lia's fluffy dog (not hand stretched), Jarvis. Jarvis is like a pig disguised as a mop disguised as a dog, or maybe in a different order, but something like that. He is adorable. In his half-awake state I watched him shuffle around the hallway and lightly bounce off the door after he realized he couldn't walk through it. Aw....

chomp

We went to Frankies 17 for brunch, one of Lia's favorite spots. Her egg, bacon and cheese sandwich looked much awesomer than I had expected. Pretty sandwich...mm...yesss...

french toast

I ordered the French toast upon Lia's recommendation. I thought I could easily engulf the two large chunks of sweet, custardy bread and the little cup of maple syrup, but I failed. My stomach was overtaken by the sugar rush of viscous tree extract and I ended up leaving behind some of the crust while hugging my distended belly. Otherwise, it was...awesome.

NEXT!

FRIED!

Last night I ate at Chennai Garden with Doug and Marissa, one of the funnest couples (or two of the funnest people—your pick) anyone could eat with. We started with an appetizer assortment. What was in it? We didn't really know. All we could tell was that the contents were 99% fried, thus it must be awesome. And it was pretty awesome, even if we didn't know what we were eating.

too much food

We shared a combination platter that included "iddly, medu vadai, vegetable, masala dosai, coconut chutney, sambar, badam halwa", which I would poorly translate as "savory pancake, savory donut, crepe thing, white bready thing, and stuff."

mm, blurry

I also ordered the Chennai Rava Masala Dosai, "rava dosai with a hot and spicy potato filling", a thin, chewy, sometimes crunchy crepe with a plop of spicy mashed potato in the middle.

poori

In case we weren't already stuffed (the problem being that we were stuffed), we also ordered poori, or uber pufftastic balloon-like bread. Soft, flaky, and bursting with the flavor of FAT. Quite good.

And now I have to go. Sorry for the excessive use of "awesome" and the overall suckitude of this entry. The next one will be better! And hopefully from Paris!

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