#i thought it was personal taste but then lime confirmed they experience the same thing

[andromedasummer]

listen i need u people to understand that when i say i find your white man unattractive specifically to me and my tastes/say i am surprised they are found conventionally attractive, it is 99% because their style of facial hair is giving me such a bad sensory reaction i cannot look at them. i am sure your man is normal under there. if i look at his patchy beard any longer i am going to have to lock myself in a room and stim or i'll bite something and tear out my fingernails and not in a good way.

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Anonymous asked: Don’t you miss London in any way since you are British? Wouldn’t you love to come back especially after Brexit? Do you think London has changed for the worse that its not worth living there anymore?

Yes, I do miss London. I do want to go back....but not yet. I’m enjoying living and working in Paris. Brexit doesn’t affect me as I also have a Norwegian passport and I qualify for carte de séjour (a sort of residential work permit).

It was the wit Stephen Fry who said “The English language is like London: proudly barbaric yet deeply civilised, too, common yet royal, vulgar yet processional, sacred yet profane.” He captures the essence of London it’s so diverse that anyone can fit in. That is its strength and its weakness compared to other maga cosmopolitan cities like New York in the West or Shanghai in the East as its only rival.

But to my mind London has  more - arguably the same as New York but definitely more than Shanghai - in terms of energy and vibrancy with a very unique English topping of eccentricity. Something you would never find in Paris for instance where things are quite socially stodgy and snobbish. The dinner parties I attend in London are far more down to earth and vibrant as well as eccentric and very fun compared to the ritualised boerdom of super pretentious dinner parties of the Parisian crowds I get roped in - a caveat, most but not all.

London to me is like city state much in the spirit of a medieval Florence. It has no moorings to the rest of the country or the nation. It’s a bubble. or I should say bubbles within a giant bubble. There a diversity of communities each rubbing up against each other. Mostly for the good but some times not so good. Despite urban problems that affict growing mega capitals London for me still remains a wonderful place to live. 

When people ask me about if I enjoyed living in London I have to ask which London? We all live in our concentric social circles in London and people as much as place help define our sense of belonging and happiness. I don’t look at London in an abstract way in terms of favourite places but in terms of the bonds of friendships made and sustained from childhood onwards. 

Samuel Johnson said “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” In my case, it’s because I wanted to expand my life experiences that I left London. I get bored easily and I have restless feet. I left London because it became too small for me. Or rather the world I inhabited became too socially claustrophobic for my tastes. I needed to get out and seek adventure and challenges elsewhere at least for the next chapter of my life.

I do love London and I often go back there for work reasons as well as personal ones when I can. I am a member of a few gentlemen clubs (many allow women in now) and its old genteel atmosphere centres me and paradoxically helps me to see London in slow motion even as London around me is fast moving and changing. I also don’t miss key events that I can only experience in London like the ballet and the theatre which is unrivalled in the world. And of course there are some events on the social season calendar which I can’t miss because of family obligations.

Every city has its unique charms but only a few touch the heart and soul. London - or at least the London of my childhood - is one of them. But for how much longer I don’t know.

London seems to be galloping towards a new and uncertain identity, one that puts ‘stuff’ before substance, and more importantly, money before class (as in good taste). Brexit’s impact on London doesn’t bother me in the slightest as London will adapt as it always does. It will muddle through which has always been the English way to solving any problem: just muddle through.

Still, it’s the little things I notice rather than the obvious macro ones. It niggles me and prey on my mind long after I witness the offence.

So let me give you an example of what I mean.

I did a hard day’s shopping in Knightsbridge and was waiting to meet a dear old friend from boarding school to play catch up. She’s always bringing me up to speed on the gossip in our circles and most of it goes in one ear and out of the other as I’m bored by it but interested and polite enough to listen if only to feel happiness and relief that I actually do live away in Paris.

So there I was waiting for her. She was late as usual. I was sitting in a quintessentially English hotel restaurant in Knightsbridge over Christmas. I watched a young man about the same age as me approach the door. He was dressed in a wool long coat with a velvet collar that looked a little snug, although it was beautiful and had the look of Turnbull and Asser about it.

My heart soared, as he held the door open for an elegantly dressed woman who was on her way out, then approached the restaurant and confirmed he was there and waiting for a guest, a living illustration that manners maketh man.  When he took his coat off it was to reveal what was the uniform of my father’s generation, right down to the waistcoat, bottom button left open, and polished shoes. The suit he was wearing could well have been inherited from his father - probably Savile Row - but the whole was a thing of modest beauty and seemed to fit with the Christmas decorations and season of traditions. This was a well groomed young gentleman who had dressed for the occasion, and the occasion was a treat, an extravagance, something not of the every day.

I ended up at a table diagonally across from him and his companion, probably his wife or partner, excited to be there and also impeccably dressed and I watched as a party of flashy men of indecipherable East European origin arrived five minutes later. They didn’t speak much English and were wearing a selection of very tight floral shirts with white cuffs and collars. Block printed, purple and lime and many other colours unsuitable for December, but there you have it and while my suited object of admiration sat unserved, the party in the middle of the restaurant made up for their lack of fluent English with magnificent finger clicking skills.

You might say this is and always has been the way of the world, the wallets were on the table, money clips clearly visible through the skintight shirts, but one thing was different about this picture, something unpleasant. The restaurant staff fawned on them, and the couple opposite me sat, waiting politely for the two gin and tonics they had ordered.

Meanwhile, gaudy bottles of Ace of Spades Champagne arrived stage centre, possibly the world’s flashiest wine container, gold and shiny and terribly gauche. They were closely followed by four sets of twins, female ones, who sat down at the table amongst the flowery shirts and were each poured a glass of fizz which they silently sipped in minimal clothing.

Meanwhile in the other corner, the unassuming couple who had come in first were still waiting for their drinks, and I watched while the gloss went off their day, and the pall of poor relations settled on them in the corner.

This scene will be familiar to anyone who lives in Central London and it’s sad. The bottom line has always been a vital consideration in the London restaurant scene, there has always been a special table for regular customers, that’s the way of things. Until recently however there has also been that very British recognition that the chap who has saved up all year to take his wife to a special lunch should be treated as if he is also a regular guest and one of equal value at that.

It’s these little acts of tradition and custom that are the life blood of the civic life of a city. Lose this and you slowly erode the pillars of civility.

This obnoxious veneration of money to the exclusion of everything else has reached fever pitch. Restaurants that used to be just that, dining rooms that you could sit and eat lovely food in, providing a bubble away from the day to day stresses that we are all party to, are now restaurants with private clubs upstairs. Meanwhile private clubs that used to be simply  private clubs now have VIP areas – VVIP areas – which is at least a bonus in that you can avoid the more ghastly members as they are all in those bits.

What does this all mean? Does it mean that everything from eating out to where we shop is now Instagrammed or Facebooked, leaving us defined by our purchases and spending habits alone? It is certainly starting to feel like it in London (and worryingly small signs of it Paris too with rich Russians and Arabs buying up most expensive aprtments in the city), where a hundred pounds is the new tenner, and consumption has reached improbable proportions.

Strangely though, no one seems any happier, quite the contrary. Are the new Rich Kids of Instagram really something to aspire to? Is bad taste the new good taste?  Strange times are upon us, when 16 year olds sit in a cordoned off areas of clubs and restaurants flashing their cash and getting on and off jets. I see this first hand as I sometimes get to fly on private jets purely for work reasons at the largesse of my corporate clients. I always thought the Euro trash aristocrats girls at my Swiss boarding school were entitled airheads but the present nouveau riche incarnation don’t even have a sense of ironic self awareness or taste.

Human beings love a boundary, well they have for the whole history of mankind to date, anyway. If in one generation we get rid of all the traditional social conventions, from buying our own homes, saving, working hard, not buying whatever we want whenever we want it, where will we be?  Perhaps instant gratification will lead us all to a new kind of life, a new place where we all live for experiences instead of taking out a mortgage, where nothing we do is our fault and no consequences to our actions.

I have always loved the quote ‘Don’t give up on what you want for what you want now’ and believe that delaying gratification is the defining characteristic of mature adulthood.

Perhaps values, traditions, less is more and simple kindness will make a comeback. In the meantime, restaurants will empty of customers like the well mannered gentleman on the corner table, and I will continue to feel uncomfortable that we are losing something vital not just in London but increasingly elsewhere in great European cities I travel to.

Thanks for your question.

[marveliciousfanfics]

What A Peach feat. Bucky Barnes (1/2)

Pairing: Bucky x OC (female)

warnings: slight mention of physical abuse

summary: Silvia never got to go prom, but she gets a chance to experience it and maybe even kiss her long time crush. But will she work up the courage to speak more than a word to him?

It was one of those rare months where there wasn’t much to do at the compound. The world didn’t need saving and the bad guys were quiet. Silvia decided it was a good time to catch up on her shows, so she took over the theater room and started to watched Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. It was what made her go into law enforcement making her stand out in the academy, she was approached by Shield and the rest was history. So she had her snacks, hot Cheetos with lime and covered in hot sauce Valentina. 

She was half way through an episode when the door opened and Sam saw her. He stood at the door as he watched what she was watching and then took a seat next to her. He eyed her snack and grimaced.

“You’re gonna get a hole in your stomach with those things,” he told her.

“Well aware of it. Don’t care,” she muttered back and made sure to crunch louder so he would get it.

After one, the another started. This episode included a prom scene. Her stomach dropped at the sight of the young couple slow dancing. She released a long sigh.

“You good?” Sam asked beside her.

“Just sucks I never got to go to prom,” she shoved some cheetos into her mouth afterwards.

“Wow, really?” he shifted in his seat to face her. “Why not? Didn’t have a date?”

“Well…I was being abused physically and the foster parents refused to pay for the ticket,” she said nonchalantly.

Sam winced. “Shit, sorry.”

She shrugged. “Ancient history.” She lied to herself yet another time. She blinked away the tears and focused on the rest of the episode. After a couple more, she and Sam decided it was time to go to bed. Silvia never wanted anyone’s pity. She shouldn’t have let slip to Sam about her past.

On her way to the kitchen to throw away her cheeto bag, she saw Bucky. Her heart ached at the sight of him. He looked so casual with a bowl of cereal and a book in his hand. His hearing was so good he noticed her within seconds. She had merely stood there. She didn’t have much contact with him, but she still waved her hand. He waved back with his book. She walked over to his direction, but walked in front of him instead of behind. She threw away the bag and used the sink to wash her hands. Her right pointing finger and thumb were going to be stained for next couple of days.

She headed back towards her room once again passing in front of Bucky.

“Night,” she mumbled.

“Night,” he replied and she felt her heart do a flip at the sound of his voice—directed towards her.

**

Silvia sat at the very end of the table, away from everyone as Steve gave the briefing of the upcoming mission. Silvia is a pilot and her job was to drop them off and pick them up. She was great at it and they trusted her. Bucky was in this mission, so she did her best to keep her eyes to herself and not see if he was looking at her—he never looked at her. This time they were going over Saudi Arabia and she had to pick them up in Afghanistan—how that was going to work, she wasn’t sure.

“Any questions?” Steve asked as he finished.

“Saudi Arabia is aware of this mission?” Bucky asked. Silvia couldn’t help, but turn her eyes to him since everyone else did. She could see he didn’t like the attention even if it was because he asked something.

“Only certain government officials. Technically, we were never there and if we are caught, they will not vouch for us,” Steve’s tone told everything.

The entrance door opened and in walked Tony Stark. Sunglasses and all. He was supposed to be retired, so it was always nice to see him. She admired him for all he had been through.

“Wow, I am gone for one day and you’re all having fun without me,” he grinned. His eyes went to the screen where the plan was laid out. “Ooh, make sure to wear sunscreen guys.”

“Tony, always a pleasure,” Steve’s sarcasm was obvious. “What can we do for you?”

“If you insist to know, I’m throwing a party…the theme? 2000’s. So…suit up,” he winked at Silvia and she laughed knowing he was mocking Steve.

No one was surprised Tony was throwing yet another party. It had to be his sixth one this year and it was only April. She liked them. She could relax and listen to some good music because Tony had great taste in music. They even had some in common. So she knew she was going to have a good time. And 2000’s were hard times for her, but she could get past it.

“Got it,” Steve muttered. “Everyone…suit up.”

Silvia stifled a laugh and Tony winked at her again. Her eyes automatically went to Bucky—she always checked on him—and for the first time, she met his gaze. She immediately dropped her smile. She didn’t expect to meet his ocean eyes. She gathered her things and went to suit up.

**

The mission went a little rougher than expected. Sam was wounded, but Silvia flew them back in record time, to make sure he got patched up. She went to visit him when it was cleared. He groaned when he woke up. She stood beside him.

“Sucks not having fast healing abilities,” he muttered. He smacked his lips, and she was well aware he had to be thirsty because of the oxygen. She immediately gave him the cup of water she had already poured. She had her fair share of hospital stays while she was younger.

‘Slipping down the stairs’,’running into doors’ and all those lame excuses.

“Thanks,” he drank it.

“Glad you’re okay. Who else is gonna help me finish SVU?”

He chuckled, but then winced in pain. “Shit. I know you’ve seen it already.”

She laughed. “Yeah, plenty of times.”

“Wait, shouldn’t you be getting ready for Tony’s party?” he watched the clock across from his bed on the wall.

She shrugged. “Didn’t wanna leave you alone.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’ll be fine. Plus, you might get the courage to mutter more than one word to Barnes.”

Silvia widened her eyes and shook her head. “WHAT?” she said a little to loud.

“Wow, you just gave yourself away. I mean, I had a suspicion, but you’re usually good at hiding things, but this…totally confirmed it.”

Silvia rolled her eyes the same way he had done. “Shut up. My life is not a book where at the dance I’ll work up the courage to ask my crush to dance. This is real life.”

“Go for me, then,” he took her hand. “Have some fun.”

“Okay, for you, Wilson.”

**

Silvia found a box outside of her room with her name on top. She took the box inside. Giddy cause she always loved to get presents. Something that always lacked in her childhood. She opened the box and found a dress. It was a light peach color. There another note inside with Tony’s handwriting.

‘Pepper insisted this was meant for you. Please do not disappoint her and wear it’

Of course she couldn’t disappoint Pepper. But the dress was not 2000’s, but she figured it was okay since it was approved.

She took it out of the box and audibly gasped. It was so beautiful. Feeling inspired by her dress, she did her hair and makeup. When she was done, she examined herself in the mirror. She definitely looked like a whole another person. She couldn’t remember the last time she wore a dress. Probably the last time she was forced to go to church in high school.

Silvia shook away the bad memories. She got her clutch she had filled with her things to touch up her makeup and then headed out. The party wasn’t in the compound, so she had to drive herself to Tony’s home.

On her way, she listened to her 80’s music playlist. She got to Tony’s home in record time the traffic wasn’t as bad. She saw that she was the first one to arrive. She didn’t see any other cars parked outside. She was always on time to things. She got out of her car and headed inside. The front door was already open and she was shocked to see Bucky waiting in the foyer.

She stopped in her tracks to admire him in a suit. It was a little too tight around his arms. His hair was pulled back in the low ponytail. The navy suit looked really good and she couldn’t help but let her eyes wonder. He was facing away from her with his hands in his pockets, but he quickly sensed her and turned around.

Silvia’s body tensed. For a moment, he didn’t seem to recognize her, then his eyes bulged out of his eye sockets. The shock expression was the first one she had seen on him. He recovered quickly and he turned his down in shame.

“Hi,” he murmured, “Tony told me to wait here.”

“Di-did you drive?” she pointed outside because she didn’t see another car.

“Steve dropped me off. He said he forgot something and headed back,” he sighed. “You look…great.”

Silvia swears her heart stopped for that compliment. Her breathing hitched, but she recovered. “Thank you…and you…look…good.”

He shifted uncomfortably whether by her compliment or because the suit was too tight, she wasn’t sure.

“Is it just you?” she asked.

He nodded his head.

“Sil,” Tony’s voice came from her right. He was dressed in a suit. “Manchurian candidate,” he muttered to Bucky. “Would you guys take a picture with me?”

Silvia looked around the foyer. “Here?”

“Nah, inside, duh,” he walked past them and they figured they should follow. Bucky half bowed a signal for her to go first. Always a gentleman, she thought. She followed Tony and felt Bucky behind her.

Tony led them to his living room, but it was all changed up to look like…a prom? There was a big banner that said ‘A night under the stars’, a ballon arch where there was a photographer set up with a background of the stars.

“I thought the theme was 2000’s,” she told Tony.

“Uh, well, full disclosure,” Tony turned around and stopped next to the photographer. “Wilson told me about how you missed your prom.”

Silvia clenched her fists. “That bastard.”

“Look, I am one of the few who know about your past, so I knew why. He just said he felt bad you missed prom.”

“Prom?” Bucky asked behind her.

“It’s a dance for graduating high schoolers. A rite passage,” Tony waved his hand. “And little miss Silvia missed it, so…Pepper and I thought we were already going to throw a party…might as well make it for you.”

Silvia’s throat felt ten times thicker and her eyes burned. Her stomach had dropped and her heart was accelerated. She never knew they cared this much. Sure, she talked to most of them, but she was only close to Tony, Pepper and Sam. The others she just talked to about work.

“Are you going to cry?” Tony grimaced. “I’ve literally never seen you cry…not even when we watched Up.”

“I’m not crying,” she blinked then away, but her cracked voice gave her away. “That’s really sweet of you guys, thank you, but I’m still killing Sam.”

“Won’t hold you back…but…come on…we fooled you,” Tony grinned. “So pictures? Manchurian candidate wanna be her date?”

Silvia immediately spoke up for Bucky turning to him. “You don’t have to do that,” she told him. “I can take a pictur—“

“It’d be my pleasure,” he didn’t let her finish and walked over to her and offered his hand. She gave him a small smile and placed her hand on top of his.

“Great, give her this,” Tony manifested a corsage that matched her dress and handed it to Bucky. “It’s tradition. Around her wrist.”

Bucky didn’t argue or questioned it. He took it from Tony, took it out of the plastic box and placed it around her left wrist. She thanked him quietly. Then Tony shoved them in front of a camera, like a father would. She had imagined this when she was younger. She couldn’t believe these people cared enough for her to give her an experience she never thought she would get and with someone she really liked.

Silvia had a family all this time and she didn’t even know it. Tony took his own pictures with his phone. She couldn’t help but laugh and she covered her face with her left hand. She turned to Bucky.

“I’m sorry he dragged you into this.”

Bucky smiled, genuinely smiled at her. It made her heart stop at the sight of it. God, was she in love? She was doomed if she was.

“I know a thing or two about missing out on things. Just glad you get the chance to experience this. Glad I’m here for you.”

His eyes said a lot of things, but she wasn’t sure if she was reading him correctly. The last thing she wanted to assume was that Bucky Barnes had feelings for her as well. They hardly talked.

“What else do you do at prom?” he asked when the photographs were over.

Silvia shrugged. “I didn’t go to mine, remember?”

“Right…damn…forgot. Sorry.”

“Well, mine was filled with dirty dancing and alcohol,” Tony told them. “But the others are coming, so it won’t be so awkward.” He pointed between them.

She was thankful to Tony, but she might kill him too.

[waltersdonald91]

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[indianculinarycenter]

“You are going to pay $75/- to eat vegetables? You are crazy!” exclaimed my father when he learned that I am going to Dirt Candy for a special event on Canada Day.

“They are not just vegetables dad. They are cooked in a unique way – in ways we could never imagine.”

“They are still vegetables,” he responded, still questioning my decision.

Well, I don’t blame him. I had the exact same feeling when I first heard of Dirt Candy which is is located on the Lower East Side of NYC.

http://www.dirtcandynyc.com/

I went there for the first time last year and was impressed by the chef’s creativity. When I heard vegetarian restaurant, I thought pasta, salads and grilled vegetables – but Dirt Candy is not that. I didn’t write about it back then and so my memory is flawed but the two most memorable dishes were:

Brussels Sprout Tacos

Brussels sprouts tossed in Mexican bistek sauce and served on a sizzling stone with iceberg lettuce wrappers and accompaniments so that diners can make their own tiny bites that are one part Chinese sung choi bao and one part strange Mexican tacos.

The accompaniments are usually: smoked avocado, pickled red onion, cotija cheese, radishes, crispy brussels sprout leaves, tortilla strips, pickled jalapenos, salsa verde, and crema.

Not in my wildest dreams would I imagine eating brussels sprout tacos and loving them.

Kale matzoh balls served in kale galangal broth with stir-fried shisito peppers and red amaranth. Topped with pickled okra seeds, micro cilantro, and a poached egg. Matzoh ball soup is supposed to be comforting, and there’s nothing more comforting to me than a poached egg slowly dissolving into a warm, rich, spicy soup.

This is the most insanely delicious soup that I have ever had and now you know what I mean by clever? I love matzoh balls and the other ingredients mentioned above, but never could I come up with these combinations or the techniques she uses to transform foods we are all familiar with.

Now back to my current meal at Dirt Candy which was last week. Amanda Cohen the brilliant chef is from Canada and so to celebrate Canada Day she organized a special meal where we would go camping indoors.

That’s where the aforementioned $75 for vegetables comes in. My mom made the reservation for me as a special treat and I went with a couple of friends.

The room was strung with Canadian flags and several televisions were playing camp movies. The red and white table cloths were to mimic picnic tables and the scene was festive.

We took our seats and were first presented with a basket full of jalapeno hush puppies and maple butter.

I may not have had too many hush puppies in my life but I can say that I never met a hush puppy that I didn’t love. I’m not sure how you can ever go wrong with fried dough and to guild the lily, maple butter. I was in heaven. These were hot and crispy and I had to tell myself that this was the first course of a multi course meal.  I think I forced myself to stop at 3 or 4. I don’t recall.

The menu was a preset menu where one could eat an unlimited amount  of food- music to my ears.

Next came a plate of nachos, which was the only dish that tasted like many plates of nachos I have had before. Nothing wrong with it but not something I would associate with this restaurant or this chef.

But hey, we are camping and I’ll eat anything.

I had been watching empty jars going into the kitchen and could not figure out what was in them. I couldn’t wait to see. My question was answered when the waiter placed in front of us 4 salads in glass jars set in a baking tray. Now this is what I am talking about. This is why I was here. The presentation was unique, an idea that I am surely going to steal in my meals and the salads were delicious.  They were:

Grilled Caesar Salad!

Tomato and Feta Salad!

Smoked Potato Salad!

Herb and Bean Salad!

My absolute favorite was the Smoked Potato Salad – no surprise that I loved the potato salad the most but the smoke in the potatoes was such an amazing flavor that I just couldn’t stop eating it. I thought it was liquid smoke and labeled it as such on Instagram and wouldn’t you know it – I got a message from Dirt Candy telling me that they smoke their potatoes and don’t use liquid smoke.

I love it when I hear from the restaurant or bar that I have tagged.

And so I stand corrected. They smoke their potatoes! I am absolutely going to replicate this dish at home and since I don’t have the smoking apparatus that they must, I am going to add a couple of drops of liquid smoke.

The other salads were lovely too.  The Grilled Caesar was made with baby Romaine hearts – grilled and I couldn’t tell you how she made the dressing taste that way without the anchovies. I love anchovies and always put extra in my dressing but this was done very well.

I will be honest, after having my share of the Caesar salad and the other salads – I couldn’t help but lick the potato salad jar clean with my fingers. Oh, and I forgot to tell you – the potato salad was topped with chips that made the salad look even prettier and the crunch was an important component to add to my overall satisfaction.

Can you guess what this is?

The cutest baby corn ever! I am ashamed to admit that I didn’t even know that baby corn grows this way. I thought it was some factory produced product. Don’t I feel stupid. Now I have to investigate how baby carrots are made 🙂

These are Grilled Baby Corn, Elote Style! Adorable little baby corn charred in the husk, topped with cheese and a little drizzle of lime. It was so good – I wished there were more than one – but I just couldn’t get over how damn cute and delicious these things were. I ate the whole thing – husk and all.

Yogurt Grilled Baby Vegetable Kebabs!

Even a champion eater like me was beginning to feel full but these kebabs were too delicious to pass.  There was broccoli, cauliflower, baby zucchini and either baby eggplant or a summer squash – I couldn’t tell.  The vegetables were marinated in yogurt, grilled to develop a nice char -which I love, served over saffron rice. The flavor of the rice stood up to the very assertive flavors of the vegetables. The rice reminded me of the rice that you get in the quintessential “Chicken and Rice” dish from the NYC halal carts. I mean this as a compliment. The plate was sprinkled with Sumac which I made the waiter confirm for me. I like playing – name that ingredient games with myself.

Carrot Sliders!

Things were getting serious now. I was getting so full but the food kept coming, and I have to eat everything – I just have to.

Carrot sliders you say? Yes indeed. Hands down, one of the most delicious and the most creative dish on the menu, and probably the most unique dish I have ever had. And I eat a lot. Trust me.

We were all so thrilled with the cute boxes that were placed in front of us that I forgot to pay attention to each component of the slider. I do remember that the bun tasted as though it was most likely baked on premises. It was like no popular bun that I have tasted before. And the carrot – it was a thick (ok 1/8th inch) slice of carrot that was soft but not mushy. I couldn’t tell you how it was cooked. I remember seeing some lettuce and there was some dried crunchy sea weed like thing too. But what was the best thing that added to the whole ‘burger’ experience was the ‘special sauce’ that one gets at McDonald’s. Once again, I mean that as a compliment.

The bun was chewy, the carrot was sweet, the lettuce was crunchy and the special sauce tied the whole thing up in a neat little flavor package for your mouth. Those 3 bites were pure bliss.

Broccoli hot dogs

Beet po boys

Things were getting a tad out of hand now. We have been eating for 2 hours. My back was hurting a little from all the sitting and I wanted to stretch my legs. But the food just wouldn’t stop coming. “Where is the hot dog and the Po’ boy?” asked one of my dining companions to no one in particular.

“Oh yah, we have those too,” I replied.

I was imagining the hot dog to be a hot dog made of broccoli but what we got was the above. I think its hysterical. It was a broccoli stem in a bun with hot dog toppings like sour kraut and onions maybe. I could stop laughing and I couldn’t stop eating. It was so simple and so good.

The po’ boy was made with yellow beets and mimicked oysters in their look and there was the wonderful crunch of a fried oyster with the creamy soft center. I am running out of words to describe this fun food, and definitely room in my stomach. So good – I will say and leave it at that.

Berry & Nutella Moose Ears

Sweet Pea & Mint Nanaimo Bars

  “Okay they must stop now. I am going to explode,” I said.

“But we still have dessert.”

“Yes we do,” I sighed.

And so we were brought moose ears with nutella and berries.  Turns out moose ears are fried dough. They reminded me of zeppoles.

Nainamo bars are a bar dessert which requires no baking and is named after the city of Nanaimo, British Columbia on Vancouver Island. It consists of a wafer crumb-based layer topped by a layer of custard flavored butter icing which is covered with melted chocolate made from chocolate squares.

The version we were presented had a nut bar type of consistency on the bottom made with dates and nuts, topped by what I think was some sort of marshmallow thingi, a sweet pea ice cream and then chocolate. It was a fancy frozen ice cream sandwich to me.

It was quite good but I couldn’t get through more than a quarter of it.  It’s just that I am not a big dessert person and I was really really full.  The moose ears are just not my type of dessert. Even though I am a huge fan of fried dough – somehow when it is sweet, it doesn’t appeal to me. My friends enjoyed it though, and finished up both desserts with no problem at all.

Phew! That ended the eating portion of the program. We began eating nearly three and a half hours ago!

We were satiated, happy and I was thrilled by some of the foods I had never had or imagined could be so good.

On my way out of the ladies room, I briefly said hi to Chef/Owner Amanda and complimented her on her innovative thinking.

We waddled out to First avenue and found our way back home.

I came home and showed all the pictures of the foods I ate to my dad. “So dear father, this is what you get for $75/-.  Very delicious and satisfying food. Most importantly fun and full of flavors I have never experienced before!”

I am not sure if I will ever convince him to go with me, but I am sure to go back myself. Dining at Dirt Candy is a unique experience and I would urge you to put away your prejudices against vegetables that many of us have and just go with an open mind. I doubt you will be disappointed.

Until I eat out again!

    “Yes we do,” I sighed.

    A Review of Dirt Candy in NYC "You are going to pay $75/- to eat vegetables? You are crazy!" exclaimed my father when he learned that I am going to Dirt Candy for a special event on Canada Day.