Category Archives: Midtown (59 St – 24 St)
YAKINIKU GEN: Carnivore Happy Hour
Dear Food Diary:
My ability to hold alcohol has gone down dramatically in these past years, so the words Happy Hour usually just means a glass of wine – two if I want to be wild. But a Carnivore style Happy Hour? Sign me up! This Chubby can eat her weight in red meat (the Argentinean in me is giving myself a hi-five).
Last weekend, my friend W introduced me to Yakiniku Gen’s Happy Hour at Midtown East (my old stomping ground). $2.50 sake, you bet I went crazy and got another round. Plus, lots of grilled meat, meat side dishes, ramen and more.
Now that’s what I call “happy hour”.
EL COLMADO at Gotham West Market: Tapas y Vino
Dear Food Diary:
El Colmado at Gotham West Market has been on my list from the minute they posted a photo of percebes. Before their Instagram post, I had only seen these intriguing sea creatures on t.v.
Last Saturday, I was all excited, only to be told they weren’t in stock. With that, I proceeded to eat and drink my disappointment away with tapas y vino. And boy, was I glad we stayed.
BCD Tofu House: 24hrs Korean Comfort Food
Dear Food Diary:
Not too long ago, I had to trek all the way to Jersey for my BCD Tofu House fix. Thankfully, they’ve reopened in K-town.
On a crazy snow day like today, this would really hit the spot. But then again, spicy Korean comfort food comes in handy any day and you never know when you might desperately need it.
Open 24hrs is such a a perk.
Land of Plenty: Where Chinese folks eat Chinese in Midtown East
Dear Food Diary:
We stumbles upon Land of Plenty one night after tennis class on the East side. I was hesitant. Chinese food right across from Bloomingdales? Could this authentic?
Imagine my surprise when I saw a sea of my peoples in the dining room! Did I just get transported to China?
So this is where Chinese folks eat Chinese food in Midtown East…
Ai Fiori: Proposal Dinner
Dear Food Diary:
Stalkerboy very nonchalantly asked me to dinner before my trip to Shanghai. I was a little suspicious, but dinner progressed without any surprise. After dinner, he suggested a walk in Bryant Park, but my 4 inch heels equaled unhappy feet. After a little argument we took a cab back to his place so I could rest my hurting feet.
While sitting on his couch, out of the blue, he proposed. *swoon*
Afterwards, he spilled his plan to propose at the restaurant, he was holding off until dessert, but it got pretty crowded and he got really nervous. So even though, it didn’t happen at Ai Fiori, it will always have a special place in our hearts. Our dinner was fantastic with great service. We’ll definitely be back to celebrate our special dates.