Andiamo is perched in that sweet middle spot, with the
gracious (if not at all hip or trendy), welcoming attitude of a
neighborhood restaurant and behind-the-line food know-how that offers
you something more than vague food smothered in mozzarella.
I never pass up pancit, and neither should you,
particularly if you like your noodles salty, cooked to death and
seasoned with broth, vegetables and your choice of meat. This is comfort
food that will give any uppity take on mac ’n’ cheese a run for its
There are days when it seems we’ve reached the saturation point in this
whole gastropub phase. But then another newbie joins the scene; I scan
the menu, I’m intrigued, and, before I know it, I’m buried under a pile
of wacko snacks.
I immediately liked the feeling of walking into the
dusky, charcoal walls of Empire House. It conjures a groovy old house
with mismatched chairs, some of which reminded me of sitting in a
One of the bonuses of being pregnant—once you’re through
the “all food is disgusting” phase—is the world being mostly supportive
of your occasionally (OK, fine, frequently) piggish eating “needs.”
“Listen to your body!” they reassure. “The baby will tell you what it
The word that comes
to mind when I think about the Lebanese food served at Alforon is
“warmth.” Yes, you can certainly opt for items that’ll put some heat on
your tongue, but I’m referring to the warmth of exotic spices like sumac
and wild thyme.
I’m particularly delighted that one of the coolest kids
on the dining block has begun serving the meal that hits the sweet spot
between too early and too boring. Starlite—they of the hexagonal door
and killer cocktails on India Street—began dishing up waffles and eggs
in May, but with its signature sophisticated panache.