I was making my way back to work after lunch with a friend at La Loteria, one of the few Mexican restaurants I like in Manhattan.
I don’t like to walk around in Greenwich Village because I always get lost, but I do it because, as anyone will tell you, it’s rare to find good Mexican food in New York. I also like that place because most of the people working there seem to be Hispanic. I’m sorry to be so judgey, but I hate Mexican restaurants that only employ white waitstaff.
My friends were recently sharing instructions on how to eat sushi on Facebook. Well, I’m here to tell you that not only were they eating sushi wrong, if they follow those instructions they are STILL eating it wrong.
Here’s the deal: You don’t need to use chopsticks. Ever. Not for Japanese food, not for Chinese food, and certainly not for Thai food.
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I’m meeting an old friend for dinner at Angelica Kitchen (yes, no possessive) and arrive early. I ask for a table for two, and the hostess tells me I have to wait for the rest of my party.
Sabine was making pupusas, a sort of filled corn tortilla from Salvador. Usually when she cooks I might just help with slicing and dicing, but as the dish was Latin American I felt obligated to honor my heritage and started making some pupusas myself.
As we cooked, I told Sabine about my conversation on Friday with the director of human resources at work. I’d gone to talk to her about year-end review stuff, but at some point the conversation took an unexpected turn.