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Very cool and such an interesting history there. I think it's awesome that we can now get, cook and eat Carolina gold rice, Charleston gold, Sea Isand red peas, all those grits, etc. etc. And nothing wrong with flounder - such a sweet fish.

Yeah, my cardiologist has enough problems with me; that's why I chose the chicken!

Okiboru is a mini chain of Japanese noodle places, located both here in New York City, as well as having any number of locations in Georgia. Their specialty, obviously, is various types of noodles (udon, ramen) served in various ways (in soup, brothless for dipping). Yesterday, I tried the Okiboru Udon location, a nice little walk up into what is quaintly known as the east village (and on my walk I ran into the great Lenny Kaye, long-time guitar player for Patti Smith (and others), and a long-time favorite of mine). He was walking his dog, carrying a guitar and a duffel bag, so we only chatted for about 10 minutes - mostly about the Mets. The menu is short and concise. As a matter of fact, it's on a QR code, so you take a seat (one of the total of 18 - 20 seats), order from your phone, pay on your phone, and the food is delivered once prepared. You leave as soon as you're done, no waiting for a check at this point. This is the Himokawa dipping set... I subbed in chicken tempura for the bacon, cause I'm so healthy. Re: Himokawa udon: It was all delicious.

Are you able to procure fresh elderberries and/or the flowers?

I'm gonna guess the reason that various food products are seemingly impossible to open is to lessen the risk of tampering with the insides. With the seal intact, the consumer can theoretically be assured nothing has happened to the contents.

As @Duvel posted over in the Easter 2025 topic, it's spargel season. So I took myself to Cafe Katja last night... For some spargel, boiled potatoes, and what I think was called Bauernschinken Ham. Plenty good.

I often oil my hands; whether I make meatballs with those oiled hands is a whole other topic. But, but, but...the fond, @rotuts - the fond!!

Not meatballs, but chicken balls (well, not the balls of a chicken) - which are a royal pain in the ass to make, at least this first and possibly only time I'll make them. Thing is, they were very tasty - just a pain in the ass to make into a ball shape. The mixture is so sticky they're almost impossible to roll. I used a pound of breast meat from the freezer, which I ground up in the food processor and mixed with 2 large eggs, bread crumbs, some chicken stock, parm, percorino, ramp greens, parsley, salt and pepper. Sautéed them in butter and olive oil, and finished cooking in chicken stock enhanced with a tomato sauce I was making at the same time. So...pasta with chicken "meatballs" in tomato sauce. Ramp greens, chives and parsley to garnish.

I'm probably wrong, but it sure looks like an Ataulfo to me.

Seems as if this pasta might be a thing, as we had a quite similar dish, at a small bistro way down in the 14th called L'Assiette. It was just this past February, and as it was still black truffle season, why not? Apparently, they like the elbows.

Is it possible to be both crispy and crumbly, as that is how I’d describe their texture…and a bit crunchy, to just add another word in there! Add addictive but I try to make them last for a few days.

Seek...and find...https://www.instagram.com/reel/DEkq4lexYfN/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== A couple months ago, Martin’s Pretzels, who you’ve known and loved since 1982, relaunched as Union Square Pretzel Co (@unionsquarepretzels)! Ethan, who worked for Martin’s Pretzels for many years before buying the company in 2019, decided to sell the Martin’s brand (which had since scaled up to distribute nationally) so he could focus on doing what he loves most: bringing great, high quality pretzels to the people of Union Square.

They've been a favorite vendor of mine, at the Union Square Greenmarket, for as long as I can remember. Though they changed their name; and now I don't remember their old name!

It's interesting you mention this cheese... This is the cheese plate we had, prior to dessert at a small bistro in the 18th, called Bistrot du Maquis. I enjoyed the goat so much I actually asked the proprietress for its name, which she wrote down on the back of a business card for me! Now that I think of it, maybe one of us had the cheese plate, while one of us enjoyed dessert?

Undoubtedly true. However - I have a friend who moved to Paris about 3 years ago, with his wife (she's French) and kids. He owns a bagel shop/deli in Brooklyn, and travels back and forth quite frequently. And constantly complains about the quality of French beef - non-Charolais, evidently. And other than maybe once, at Café des Musées where I ordered the rather mediocre boeuf Bourguignon, I generally shy away from ordering beef dishes.