I’m not sure if it’s all the sunshine in Venice or just the glowing faces of local residents, but everything I eat at this bakery, deli, and cafe me feel good about myself. Leia mais.
Even better than Alex Bois' bread is his bread stuffed with things like mushrooms and swiss, smoked bluefish and cucumber cream cheese, and sliced turkey with green goddess dressing. Leia mais.
You can get that creamy, still-warm hummus topped with curried cauliflower, lamb ragu, or a soft-cooked egg. And the lighter-than-air pita emerges still puffy from the wood-burning oven. Leia mais.
Seafood is healthyish as long as it isn’t fried. Eat enough cracked Dungeness crab, raw scallops, or hand-sliced smoked salmon, and it almost feels like you’ve earned that cold pint of Anchor Steam. Leia mais.
No matter how rundown I’m feeling, no matter how many drinks I had the night before, pho cures all. It brings me back from the dead. Leia mais.
A better choice is the oil-poached albacore tuna with beets, the ginger scallion chicken salad with black rice, or pretty much anything off the all-day menu at this oh-so-tranquil spot. Leia mais.
Talk to anyone who eats or cooks for a living and many will profess an devotion to all things sushi. Count me as a member of that group. I’m happiest sitting in front of chefs Jimmy Lau and Nick Kim. Leia mais.
At this tiny cafe, they do eggs how I like 'em: fried, scrambled, topped with herbs, served with sautéed greens, and tucked inside a warm cheddar biscuit (Yes, I said "biscuit." Because life happens). Leia mais.
The best oysters, IMHO, are those from Maine, and this casual Portland spot showcases the best of the state. An order of two-dozen never feels like enough. Leia mais.
Whether I stop in for a simple smoked-trout scramble for breakfast or I’m lucky enough to get there for the Monday night Farm Dinners, I can count on unpretentious, cliché-dodging food. Leia mais.
