Restaurant reviews – the opinions expressed are solely my own. Often, though it will appear that they’re based on a single visit, they’re based on more than one. And I’m willing to hear from folks who disagree – I do know that restaurants, including my own, have their off days.
Once upon a time there were three little sisters,’ the Dormouse began in a great hurry; `and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well–‘ `What did they live on?’ said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. `They lived on… Read More Sweet Tooth
“When I am done with this meal you can have my life. It is heaven.” – Paul Prudhomme, Chef Buenos Aires – Several people have mentioned over the last year or so that among the Japanese restaurants in town worth checking out is the one at the Japanese Cultural Center right on the edge of… Read More House of the Rising Sun
“All through the day how the hours rush by, you sit in the park and you watch the grass die.” – John Denver, Singer, Saturday Night in Toledo, Ohio Tigre – With a friend visiting for a couple of weeks, various things keep getting shifted around – we were going to go to Rosario on… Read More Tiger Trip
“It all comes back to the basic. Serve customers the best-tasting food at a good value in a clean, comfortable restaurant, and they’ll keep coming back.” – Dave Thomas, Founder of Wendy’s Buenos Aires – Now, Dave Thomas may have been talking about a fast food hamburger chain, albeit a (small) step above much of… Read More Not So Buena Vista Social Club
This dragonfly came up to me. He was hovering right in front of my face, and I was really examining him, thinking, How does he see me? I became enlightened.” – Ziggy Marley, Musician Buenos Aires – I love watching dragonflies. There’s just something about them, the way the flit around. They’ve always been a… Read More To Flit; to move quickly, lightly, and irregularly like a bird in flight
“Close only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades.” – Anonymous Buenos Aires – I am once again guilty of only semi-following instructions. It started with a surprise encounter in a restaurant. Last week I was with some friends from Uruguay who were in visiting for a couple of days and they wanted good pasta. I’d suggested… Read More Another Pesto Flop
It was the greatest night of my life. I’d been invited to the Captain’s Table. I’d only been with the company fourteen years. Six officers and me! They called me “Arnold.” We had gazpacho soup for starters. I didn’t know gazpacho soup was meant to be served cold. I called over the chef and I… Read More Off The Menu
“We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.” – Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Buenos Aires – I received an e-mail a few days ago from a local friend suggesting I check out an Armenian tenedor libre that he’d wandered across out in Villa Crespo. First, knowing how he tends to stay local… Read More An Uneven Free-Floating Fork