I’m hungry in Midtown and Midtown is the worst. Longingly looking at pictures from last night’s “snowed-in” (but not really sometimes we’re just lazy) dinner.
There are about 4 good things about Bensonhurst. Thing #1: Bensonhurst has a shitload of great Malaysian and Vietnamese food. Nyonya. It is a combination of Malaysian Indian and Malaysian Chinese food. Things cost approximately $1. Ok, this is a hyperbole but whaddayawant, it’s the Internet.
Adam got ginger duck noodles: noodles in home made soy sauce with ginger & duck meat (with bonez, watch out!)
This was good but so much fucking ginger. It looked like the noodles were packed with sausage but no, just MAD ginger. Also, an entire brick of fennel. Streets is crazy about fennel, I guess. I don’t know, not really my thing. But this was Adam’s food, so I don’t know why I was eating it in the first place. Worst roommate.
I got noodles in a spicy lemongrass coconut curry with vegetables & tofu stuffed with fish. The menu described this as a “soup.” Not so, only if soup is gravy. I’m not complaining though, coconut curry is my thing, like. Tofu stuffed with fish sounds kinda weird, right? It was. But I fucked (and will continue to fuck) with it.
Roti with dippin stuff. You know what it is. Eat more roti, that’s my resolution for 2011.
I wish I was still eating this. Hope you enjoyed this entry and fuckoff! Just kidding, I’m nice sometimes.
