The Wandering Eater

I started my morning off at Bouchon Bakery for one last time. Most of their morning staples are there, from croissants to sandwiches, the few changes to their menu for summer, they had a berry tart and something that caught my eye for breakfast, the Apricot Elderflower Danish ($3.25). Doesn’t that sound tantalizing?

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As I’ve told you from the previous post, I’m going to backtrack all the foods I’ve eaten before last Wednesday night. It’ll be broken down into a few posts before you’ll be bombarded with a TON of words and photos that you’ll stop reading by the time I’m talking about Tuesday. So, here’s just one place that I’ve eaten on the day of my finals where I had a two hour break and had lunch at Sullivan Street Bakery.

This sandwich from Sullivan St. Bakery was mentioned in NY Magazine’s Sandwich of the Week, about three weeks ago and NYC Nosher also raved this sandwich as well. Since I love a sandwiches (not the generic deli stuff) and I love Sullivan Street’s ciabatta, I thought why not visit there? It’s been a while since I’ve paid a visit.

Sullivan Street Bakery

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I know I haven’t written something significant for a while. I’m sorry. It’s just the finals were driving me mad and I had to put blogging on hold. I kind of regret it now since I’m backed up for a good week’s worth of food and so much photo editing (Argh…). I want to shoot myself in the foot for doing so. But I’m fine and school’s over.

Please note, I’m skipping a bunch of food stuff that happened since Wednesday night was the most unusual experience I ever had in my life. In a good way.

To keep this story not too complicated, back about a week ago someone from SIRIUS Radio e-mailed me an invitation to Martha Stewart’s premiere broadcast of her satellite radio show, At Martha’s Table.

The invite…whoa.

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Before I start talking about what happened last week, I want to say that I haven’t been able to write anything for the past couple of days because of finals. Yes. The torment that all students of any age especially from high school on, feel the crush of stress and pressure to do well. I’m technically done, except I need to write a philosophy paper but I should be fine…I hope. Moving on.

The most furthest I have ever been from the city happened on the week before my finals. I don’t think that statement made any sense or relation to anything, but I went to Coney Island in Brooklyn.

Hey, this ain’t Manhattan…

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Hey Everyone!
It seems like the reason why Grom’s workers are leveling their gelato it’s because they’re INEXPERIENCED. It’s not their business practice.

Those of you who’ve read my issues with the gelato recently, said I would write an “angry email.” Well, I wrote a complaint and emailed to Italy about this problem. Here’s the reply: (more…)

If anything besides macarons, my recent obsession for the past few months is to get my hands on Bouchon Bakery’s cute, petite Wagyu beef sliders that Ed Levine and Robyn had. The only thing that killed me is that they don’t serve them everyday and most of the time whenever I ask the host about their sliders, it’s not served that day. That is until now.

This is the first time I ever eaten from Bouchon’s Bakery’s café/restaurant. All of the previous posts that I’ve written about Bouchon were only from their take-out. After I’ve been seated and perused the menu, I already know that I want sliders since almost everything else on their menu sans the soups and salads, I’ve had from their take-out (in case you didn’t know). It took an awful long time to actually order my food (I waited 5 minutes that seemed like 10) since my server’s been busy with other patrons. Just to kill some time, I just took photos of random things of this place.

Diners beside me

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I know I should have posted everything I’ve eaten on Thursday in one LONG post but I wasn’t motivated since I had to write journals for one of my classes that ended up to be twenty pages long. My brain dried up of any use of any prose, hence my lack of writing for that portion of the day and just write about the Kyotofu dinner.

On Thursday morning, I wanted a latte just because I was terribly disgruntled with what happened on Tuesday. So, I went back to my first (coffee) love, Joe on Waverly Place, in the West Village.

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On Thursday evening, I had dinner with a foodie friend of mine, Ariel, who doesn’t like tofu at all. He considers tofu as food from “the dark side.” I told him tofu isn’t disgusting at all, he just had awful tofu from various eating establishments. So in ways for me to force encourage him to like tofu, I ended up making a deal with him that I’ll pay for dinner at Kyotofu.

I’ve told my dilemma with one of the co-owners of Kyotofu, Nicole and after several conversations, we’ve agreed to a menu for the evening in hopes to convert a tofu skeptic. Here’s the evening’s menu:

Savories:

Chicken and Tofu Tsukune

Onigiri

Desserts:

Original Sweet Tofu

Sancho Pepper Tofu Cheesecake, Tahitian Vanilla Parfait, and Mini Miso Chocolate Cake on the Prix Fixe

Warm Chocolate Raspberry Mochi Cake

Chocolate Okara Cupcake (to take home)

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