Have you ever eaten a Sichuan peppercorn? It's not a thing of heat. Crush one on your tongue and expect a bitter, anise-y, peppery evolving sensation that will leave your taste buds literally tingling for minutes, and then you'll want more. Our table of seven at Dainty Sichuan last week ended up trading peppercorns, quails eggs, Chinese sausages and rice sticks like drugs.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Saturday, July 20, 2013
I was hoping for a beacon of light in a dark place from Manchester Press. A bagel oasis in an otherwise bagel desert of this lost continent. We rocked up, on the brink of slightly hungover starvation, around 2:05 on a rainy Saturday afternoon, and maybe that was a mistake. We were confronted with a harsh reality: a line for bagels that actually rivals that on a Saturday morning at Bagel Boss.
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
When I read about the closing party of the Melbourne Pizza Festival, I knew I had to go. I haven't really been in Melbourne long enough yet to be familiar with all of the master pizza makers slinging pies at the event, thus, it was the perfect way to get a taste of each. Melbourne has a surprising large Italian population, so a pizza festival here is bound to be serious.