Back to Chinatown
It’s been a while since my last post, and it’s safe to say that since then I’ve indulged in a fair amount of good eats… GREAT EATS! A week ago, my mom came to visit (She goes by Mamabarbs.) I want to create a separate post for her trip to NYC, which will detail all the amazing food we consumed here and in Boston. But, before that, I wanted to share my first REAL Chinatown experience since moving to New York. Disclaimer: JP doesn’t like certain foods, especially seafood. Any dish that’s served cold but looks like it should be served hot is a no-no. Anything that has more than two legs, tentacles or smells like the ocean, he won’t touch. So, naturally, Chinatown is not JP’s forte. (Not to say that all Chinatowns wreak of fishy smells, but not saying that they don’t, either…) All of that to explain that I haven’t explored New York’s Chinatown because I haven’t had anyone to go with — until Ali moved to the city. Between the two of us, we share a love for a lot of the...