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A Miami Market Where the Fish Fly

MIAMI — Customers traveling by foot or convertible will hear Plaza Seafood Market shortly after it comes into view. The rhythmic thud of long, heavy knives cracking fish spines, landing hard on a cutting board, grows louder when you reach the parking lot, provided there are no motorcycles revving nearby, drowning everything else out.

The sounds of half-shouted Spanish, car horns and crushed ice being shoveled over mutton snapper mingle with the chopping after you enter the compact, one-room market. It’s on a stretch of Miami’s Allapattah neighborhood known as Little Santo Domingo, where fish cutters have been butchering whole fish for home cooks at Plaza Seafood since the early 1990s.

Today, when so many of the city’s food businesses are hamstrung by closings and restrictions related to the coronavirus, the market is busier than ever, seven days a week, as it continues to foster community around fresh seafood. Though it’s housed in a low building, with face masks and social distance required, breezes blow through the many doors and windows, and much of the business transpires outside.

On the first Saturday of 2021, the scene at the market was a reminder that no matter where you are in Miami, the ocean is never far away. Five fish cutters worked alongside one another, gutting, scaling and filleting just-purchased seafood, from 10-inch bream to burly grouper and hog snapper longer than an adult’s arm.

They included Natalia Solarzano (above right), an eight-year veteran of the market. She accepted trays of fish and cutting instructions from customers through a corner window installed last summer, to help relieve traffic inside the market. For much of the day, Ms. Solarzano was stationed next to Alex Lima (below), their shirts flecked with fish scales.

One customer, Arnita Pace (above right), drove that morning from her home about a half-hour north of Plaza Seafood. “My sisters come here, everyone comes here,” said Ms. Pace, a Miami native. “Everything is fresh. The fishes’ eyes look good. I know I’m guaranteed to get what I want.” On this day, that included yellowtail snapper (second from top), live blue crabs and Gulf shrimp.

Ms. Pace, 57, has been shopping at the market since it first opened. Wendy Liu and Yang Zhao (above left), who followed Ms. Pace through the plastic curtain that covers Plaza’s front door, were first-time customers. They were on vacation in Miami, and found the market through an internet search.

Ms. Liu and Mr. Zhao, who were both born 30 years ago in China, put on disposable plastic gloves to browse the seafood displayed on tables along two walls inside the market. They looked forward to dinner that night at their home in Orlando: grilled lobster tails, along with shrimp and bream steamed in soy sauce and garlic.

Adrian Pitaluga (above), 21, weighed purchases on scales next to the cash register, where customers pay for their seafood before bringing it to the cutters. He said conch, mainly from Turks and Caicos and the Bahamas, is Plaza’s best seller; most of the other seafood comes from the Florida Keys or Mexico. Yellowtail (below) is the most popular finfish. “They just fly out of here,” he said.

Mr. Pitaluga’s father, John Pitaluga, bought Plaza from its original owner with his business partner, Abel Gault, in 2000. The business, which includes a small outdoor cafe, is a bare-bones version of the Cuban-American seafood market and restaurant hybrids found across the Miami area. (Garcia’s, on the Miami River, and La Camaronera, in Little Havana, are notable examples.)

Plaza’s food — fried whole fish, conch soup, seafood empanadas — is similar to what the elder Mr. Pitaluga remembers eating growing up in Havana, before his family moved to Hialeah Gardens, north of Miami, in the 1980s.

Little Santo Domingo feels far removed from the glass towers of downtown Miami, the jet-setting tourists of Miami Beach and the gated mansions of Coral Gables. The neighborhood is home to large populations of immigrants from Central America and the Dominican Republic, along with African-Americans, many displaced from elsewhere in Miami, said Robin Bachin, an associate professor of history at the University of Miami.

On the streets around Plaza Seafood, parents called after children through open windows. Mechanics fired up power tools. Tall men gathered around a short table beneath a carport, playing dominoes in the shade.

Mileyka Burgos-Flores said Plaza Seafood represents a part of the culture that is fading from the Allapattah neighborhood, which in recent years has started to gentrify. “The beauty of Allapattah is that for decades it’s been a starting spot, where you can find cheap rent to start out in Miami,” said Ms. Burgos-Flores, the executive director of the Allapattah Collaborative, CDC, a sustainable community-development organization.

Miami’s diversity is still reflected in the market’s clientele, and in the meals they create with their purchases. Carline Saintilmond (above left), who is from Haiti, bought shellfish for a seafood boil, along with red snapper and grouper. She loaded it all into the trunk of her car with her niece, Katheryne Simonis, who was visiting from Orlando.

“Haitians, the way we cook seafood is different,” said Ms. Saintilmond, 47. “We use lemon. We use salt and we use vinegar, red bell peppers, garlic, onion, green onion, parsley, hot peppers, thyme. We blend all of that together in our seafood with sour oranges, let it sit like that before frying. We like our flavor.”

Eccleston Aitcheson (above center) was visiting the market for the fourth day in a row, along with his sons, Angelo (left) and Michael (right). Mr. Aitcheson is from Jamaica and raised his family in Miami. His father, Talmon Aitcheson, died on Dec. 30, a day shy of his 97th birthday.

“We’re celebrating his life,” he said.

The Aitchesons bought king snapper and yellowtail for Jamaican escovitch, one of Talmon’s favorites. “We’ll probably come here six or seven more times,” said Angelo, whose grandfather urged his family to eat seafood in his honor. “With all this cooking, our hands are going to be blistered.”

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HIM.

So, I’m on the tarmac at Los Angeles International Airport (LAX) waiting for this  plane to take off because I’m headed to Japan for the first time ever and my excitement doesn’t go far enough! I’m literally salivating in my mouth thinking of all the incredible food I’m going to eat after this eleven hour flight and like clockwork, my mind begins to race, my fingers start to twitch and I am ready to write! Ideas upon ideas start flowing through my brain but it all comes back to this  #dchallenge that has taken over Instagram for the last few days! (how evident is  my boredom right now lol) In twenty words or less, the Dick (Tracy) Challenge is  simple – create a rap centered on all the things you love or hate and would  sacrifice for the penis, the one you love or really great sex in general. Hey, these  are the times we’re living in, don’t shoot me, I’m just the messenger ;-) LMAO.  

That said, it’s nothing short of a genius skit from a favorite adult comedy  i.e Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby if you let me tell it and I’m  thinking, “I know I’m a professional woman and it may seem inappropriate for me to engage in something so vulgar and crass but damn, I wanna get down! I’m sayin’, can i live?!” Whatever, I am me before I’m anything else, I don’t take  myself that seriously, low key anyone acquainted with me knows that I’m a  comedian in my private life and high key, I can rap. SO, I say to my inner self  “Yes mami, your next entry is going to be the APIMM version of the challenge!” So (I’m noticing the use of So has become quite redundant in this post, just a  vibe) here we are – The APartyInMyMouth rendition of The D Challenge. Now, in  order for you to feel the cadence and rhythm of my rap, I suggest playing Queen Bitch (instrumental) in the background while reading this to get the vibe and  flow. Ready, here we go!

I’ll drink 20 cartons of spoiled milk, for that d...

Eat a dozen raw eggs, for that d...

Go vegan, for that d...

Eat raw meat for a week, for that d...

Give up truffles for all eternity, for that d...

Eat uni for a month str8 and I don’t even like that shit, for the d... Forego all this fresh fish I’m about to eat, for that d...

Ditch my tasting with Matsuhisa, tell him, sorry I know I’m in Tokyo but I cant’ meet ya’, for that d...

Eat a fried tarantula in Thailand and I’m arachnophobic, for that d...

Tell Giorgio his pappardelle is everything but I can’t come to Baldi’s no more, for  that d...

Cast the evil eye on Joe Shanghai’s soup dumplings, for that d...

Fly coach eleven hours to Sapporo, for that d... (well maybe not coach, a girl has  limits lol)

Tell my newborn son, enough papi, savin’ this good breast-milk for your daddy, for  that d...

Swear off garlic for the rest of my life, for that d...

Never touch another piece of escovitch, for that d...

Crab, clams, oysters, and lobster - our love affair is over, for that d... Bid adieu to pancakes, strawberry shortcake and apple pie, for that d... Rest In Peace to Krug and Dom Perignon, for that d...

Run away into a cave and feed off each other, for that d... (perhaps I watch too  much American Horror Story)

Lock me in the house, confine me to the kitchen in just my apron and a hair tie,  slaving over a home-cooked meal and feed you slowly as soon as you get  home, for that d...

I can go on and on and on, for that d... but I’ll leave it right here because...You  Know Who You Are :-) -APIMM

Playlist for this entry from my schizophrenic iTunes Library

“E.S.T.” -White Lies “Justify My Love” -Madonna “Upgrade U” -Beyoncé feat. Jay Z “Power Trip” – J.Cole feat. Miguel “Part 11 (On The Run)” – Jay Z feat. Beyoncé “Scholarships” – Drake & Future “East Coast” – A$AP Ferg feat. Remy Ma “Connect” –Drake “Loveeeeeeee Song” - Rihanna feat. Future “Where Have You Been” - The Dream feat. Kelly Rowland “I’m Still Waiting” - Jodeci  “The Fire We Make” -Alicia Keys feat. Maxwell “One Mo’ Gin” - D’Angelo “It’s Your Life” -Lenny Kravitz “Night Time Is The Right Time” -Ray Charles “Down In Mexico” - The Coasters “Mi Gente” -J Balvin, Willy William feat. Beyoncé  “El Cantante” – Marc Anthony’s Version “Dance of the Headhunters” - Tito Puente “Mi Gente” – Héctor Lavoe “Tuyo” – Rodrigo Amarante “Que Lio” – Héctor Lavoe

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Tuesday 16th March

Quiet day at Café Jamaica, the sun seems to be keeping people out of cafés and in parks. For a long period, we only had one customer, so I had time to chill at the bar with Molasses and flick through the paper. Usually, I’d be pulling my hair out due to boredom, this time, however, I was delighted to loiter so’s to catch the eye of a hot guy, who was munching on a portion of Escovitch Lobster.

Who knew eating dead crustaceans could be so damn sexy?

I took a good ten minutes sizing him up over the top of the horoscopes: mid-thirties, slender, with short, curly blond hair, piercing blue eyes and a tight wee body that I’m pretty sure, judging from what I could see through his clinging tee, is athletic.

Blond’s not my usual type, but maybe it’s time for a change, I thought.

When the guy came to pay, I practically kicked Molasses to the kerb, as I’ve found exchanging change with guys is a good indicator if they are attracted to you or not. I let my fingers linger with more contact than usual on his palm and, to my surprise, he did the same, almost gripping mine in return. Just at that moment, my toothache returned. I took a sharp intake of breath and grimaced.

‘Sorry, I have terrible toothache just now,’ I winced. ‘I’m not scowling at you.’

‘You getting it sorted?’ he asked, his full lips bouncing steadily and seductively as life seemed to slip into slow motion.

‘I’ve just moved to the city and don’t have a dentist.’

‘I could look at it for you. I’m a dentist.’

I was stunned. Beautiful, helpful and a professional? A bonus! I smiled and tried to find the right words, coming up with, ‘You do oral? Hygiene! Oral hygiene, I mean.’

He smiled, ‘Yes, and yes.’

Beautiful, helpful, professional and playful. Even better! I tried to ignore the innuendo rising in the room. ‘Good, good,’ I said, attempting to get the right balance of casual and interested, nervously gouging at my notepad all the while with my pen.

‘Do you want me to look at it this afternoon? I have a cancellation.’

Music to my molars. ‘Aye, that’d be great,’ I said, both scared and aroused.

He gave me his card and smiled an ultra-bright grin:

G Bennett & Son Dental Practice

24 Belleview Terrace

Edinburgh.

New NHS Patients Welcome.

I sloped off around four, much to Molasses’ relief. ‘Anything to stop your wincing and mincing,’ she said. By 5 p.m. I had a shiny new filling and sparkly, deep-cleaned teeth. Nothing major wrong with me after all, just a small crack in a filling. Is my pain level so low? I was confident I’d need a tooth pulled. But there’s a bonus to all of this nonsense. As he was polishing, amid much flirtation, G Bennett (or Son) asked me what I was doing for the rest of the evening. I attempted to throw a significant hint by name-dropping a selection of gay bars my friend and I will be frequenting later, but between mentioning CC’s and Vibe I choked on a mixture of water, toothpaste and my own saliva.

Raising his lovely thin eyebrows that frame those fantastic clear pools of blue, he said, ‘Ah, I’ll maybe see you out and about then.’

I can’t be sure if he heard my, ‘Hope so,’ as the dental nurse dived in for such an intense suction, she nearly shredded my uvula to mince.

The damn mask was still covered his lovely lips as I said goodbye, but I was 90% certain he was giving me a cheeky grin as I went. I left cured, a little numb on the left side of my face and overstimulated in the nether regions. Here’s hoping I stop drooling before I order my first pint.

9 p.m. I’ve been through the toughest two-hour prep for a night out I’ve ever experienced. It usually takes me ten minutes. Ryan decided that I needed a complete makeover if I was aiming to impress. I’m now wearing his skinny, tapered jeans that make my balls feel as if they’re wedged in two garlic crushers every time I sit down. My size eleven feet look enormous in these ridiculous white plimsolls. If that wasn’t bad enough, I’m decked in a red chequered shirt that’s tucked into my ample waistline, which makes my skinny legs look as thin as a pink flamingo’s. And it’s all crowned off with a straw trilby that I haven’t seen worn since 1985.

I suggested tossing the hat and just slapping some gel in my hair, but Ryan replied with, ‘Puuu-leeze! There aren’t enough hours in the day to rescue your hair from the neglect you’ve insulted it with over the years. What have you been using? Swarfega? Besides, I still have to do mine, which will take an hour tops. We have to get out there at the exact moment for optimal cruising – too early, and it’s dead; too late, and there’s nothing but dregs. It’s Tuesday night; your options are limited to shift workers and students. And do not remove that hat from your pretty little head even once tonight or I’ll be disowning you.’

I assured him I was quite capable of styling my own rug when he cackled, ‘Good Lord! How can anyone apply so much product in such a short space of time?’

‘What do you mean?’ I asked a little hurt.

‘Uh, cupcake?’ he scoffed. ‘There’s product and then their’s by-product! I dread to think how stained your pillows are already.’

So here I am, a lanky Lord of the Dance. A potbellied Prince. Perhaps I’m out of the loop as far as what’s en vogue. Maybe this really is cutting edge. Perhaps G Bennett (or Son) will love it.

Ryan offered one more piece of advice, ‘Don’t make the dentist your only goal. He’s just option one.’

‘He’s my only option,’ I said, meaning I fancied him like mad.

‘You shouldn’t run yourself down like that, Andy, you have loads of options. There are plenty of middle-aged men looking for the companionship of a middle-aged queen who’s been washed up on the shores of singledom through no fault of his own.’

Sometimes, just sometimes, he’s so unaware of how offensive he can be when he channels all his energy into being caring. He asked for the dentist’s name. I had to confess I’ve no idea if he’s G Bennett the son, G Bennett the father, or even what the G stands for.

‘You best pray he’s not Gordon Bennett!’ he snorted. ‘I mean, I can’t be introducing you to my friends as Andy and his exclamation, can I?’

‘Of course, he isn’t, that would be ridiculous,’ I replied. ‘Who would be so stupid as to name their child after a vociferation?’

‘Oh! Hang on! Selfie time! Pull your chins in, thank you very much, Andy.’

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The Ultimate Caribbean Restaurant Is Back in New York

(RestaurantNews.com)  October 27th 2018 will be the official return of Gabrielle’s NY The Ultimate Caribbean Fusion Restaurant. As JR Allen, lead partner of the restaurant says “ It’s been far too long since a quality full service sit down Caribbean Restaurant has been in New York.” Gabrielle’s NY, which is named after JR’s daughter, who passed away in 2004 at age 6 from Brainstem Glioma, a malignant tumor in  the glial cells of the brain or spine.

“We first had a location in the North East Bronx. Then we moved our operation to City Island, a famous area for seafood in New York.” Then Mr. Allen put the restaurant on hold while he concentrated on his two other children Khalea and Jeremy and his mortgage business. “For the few years I didn’t have a restaurant, everyone would ask me when I would get back into the restaurant business? They missed the quality of food and entertainment that we were known for.”

So JR and his team scouted for a new location. One member of his team came across a vacant restaurant that he used to work in. When JR and the rest of the team set eyes on it, they knew this was the new home of Gabrielle’s NY. They spent almost an entire year fixing it up. The  result is  a  200  plus  seat restaurant with a Private Party Room for those special occasions up to 70 people. The once small kitchen now boasts a 50- foot hood for cooking, a full portable stage for weekend entertainment, a coatroom for over 250 coats and a parking lot that would make a multiplex theatre jealous. Not to mention a 15- seat bar with wheelchair section, 12 50” Flat Screens and Take Out and Catering Departments.

JR says his food is “Fantabulous!” From Gab’s Original Ackee Roll to the Lobster Pasta, to the back home style Oxtails, Curried Goat, Jerk Chicken and Gabrielle’s Escovitch Red Snapper and so much more. You will never be disappointed. You can check out all the delivery services Gabrielle’s NY has to offer as well as  see the full Dine In and Take Out menus at www.GabriellesNY.com. As JR is quick to point out, “This is The Dining Excitement You’ve Been Missing…”

Gabrielle’s NY 810 Pelham Pkwy Pelham Manor, NY 10803 914- 740- 5256 www.GabriellesNY.com

source http://www.restaurantnews.com/the-ultimate-caribbean-restaurant-is-back-in-new-york-101818/

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Shellfish tower with mussels, oysters, king crab 🦀, jumbo shrimp 🍤, lobster, salmon tartare, calamari escovitch 🦂🦑🐙 #31DAYSOFTHEDUCHESS (at Blue Fin)

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