Salvadorean? Guatemalan? Costa Rican? Tex-Mex? Cuban? Spanish cuisine?
Somehow, the idea of eating brains leaves me thinking of prion diseases…
Not to mention those halal lamb/chicken rice trucks which provide the best cheap street food in NYC.
The proliferation of those carts is pretty much the only real improvement I see there since moving away 13 years ago. And most of them have a selection of substantial donuts in addition to the shwarma! I would spend cash money dollars to have a few of them carts towed over here.
I guess the new subway cars are nice, but they’re not very New York. I like my tunnels full of mole people and pizza rats and improbably multiracial gangs wearing identical denim vests.
Definitely Tex-Mex. Ugh. I have limited experience with the others. I like paella. and cuban sandwiches.
Is it because of cilantro and cumin?
…and the C.H.U.D.'s You can’t leave them out.
Didn’t the ROUS infestation take care of the CHUDs?
Unfortunately the GELFs interceded.
I think they just settled into a mutual prey/predator relationship.
Nope!
(Typing this because my post was one character short)
Suddenly, it all makes sense:
That would be great. There should definitely be more taco trucks. And Korean BBQ shacks.
I take exception to skirt steak. Real skirt steak is fairly tender when grilled just right. It just doesn’t get enough love. It is the basis of the diner mainstay that nobody ever orders, The Romanian steak sandwich.
But the problem is in some places the meat being sold as skirt steak that is really “flap meat” an adjacent but inferior cut which is like shoe leather, NEVER buy the skirt steak sold at Costco. It is not the real thing. If it doesn’t have a bit of diaphram sticking out of it, beware.
The Romanian steak with caramelized onions at the 2nd Ave Deli is to die for. Big enough for my teens to split. But yummy as it is, it was considered offal back in the day since it was not part of the skeletal musculature.
My co-worker’s bane…
He calls it Gary Gilmore – our ex VP who had really bad B.O. (not the mass murderer).
Frequently heard around the office… Ehhh, God dammit, who’s eating the Gary Gilmore?
…with a New Zealand accent.
Damn it. I want tacos again, and I welcome our NZ / Australian Mad Max taco overlords.
Yup. I love skirt steak. It’s a splendidly versatile cut of meat.