On Sunday, Pierogi Pierogi, a Melbourne purveyor of pierogi and all that is Polish, hit Ferdydurke for their "I Left My Heart in Europe" party. Coincidence has it that when I laid eyes on the poster promoting this party, I had recently unsuccessfully scoured the frozen section of my neighborhood IGA for pierogi. :( I recognized fate and vowed not to miss my chance for Eastern European dumpling goodness at Ferdy's.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Friday, June 28, 2013
I hadn't really seen anything that quite resembled actual Mexican food in Australia until Lauren from Footscray Food Blog pointed out La Tortilleria in this month's issue of Gram Melbourne. What I mean by actual Mexican is tiny tacos, topped only with onions and a menu with no flour tortillas in sight. La Tortillera makes their own tortillas in the way of Nixtamal, a process that involves stone ground corn and dates back to the good old days of the Aztecs. My Mexican food options at the food store here consist of Mission wraps and Old El Paso products, so the more I read, the more I was DTF with these tacos.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Laap, a Lao dish known in the west as larb, is not a pretty food, but a simple and flavorful one. I was reminded of my first laap experience the other day as I wrote a story about the growth of luxury travel in Laos, specifically in the tiny city of Luang Prabang, for the website I work at. When I went to Laos two years ago, it was quiet, friendly and un-corrupt; it was my favorite of the countries I visited on that trip. Recently, I felt excited to write about Luang Prabang at my job because I thought it would be a refreshing change from writing about places I'll never see or experience. Really it just left me feeling conflicted.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
After visiting Tiba's one time for a late-night falafel wrap and realizing that the place was poppin' off even at like 10pm, we resolved to return to try the big plates of kebab goodness that we saw heading out to crammed tables of devout followers. At that moment, $15 for a main just wasn't doable for us, but once we secured jobs we knew where we wanted to splurge.
Friday, June 7, 2013
Native Melburnians think that Footscray is the ghetto. I know this because I overheard one of my new co-workers saying that she pees herself every time the doors open there on the V-Line train. (That's the regional train service here.) Sure, Footscray seems a little rough around the edges. I can't speak for the area at night, but I can say that it didn't seem nearly as scary as the Bronx. Besides that, all I can tell you is that there's some great food over there.