Despite my love for ice cream, I’ve somehow gone my whole life without trying the Indian version of the dish, kulfi. I regret this mightily. Eating the kulfi at Ramchandra Kulfi Bhandar was definitely one of those “where has this been my whole life??” moments.
Ohagi is a traditional Japanese dessert that typically features a ball of glutinous rice surrounded by a sweet red bean paste. Takeno To Ohagi is admirably focused; they sell seven rotating varieties of ohagi, and that’s it.
After eating a tasty plate of noodles at Koon Kee Wan Tan Mee, I couldn’t help but notice the vendor selling tasty looking peanut pancakes in front of the restaurant.
I like peanuts. I like pancakes. Trying this out was a no-brainer.
You wouldn’t necessary think that a French-style bakery would be worth your time in Taiwan, but pretty much everyone agrees that Wu Pao Chun Bakery is a must-visit in Kaohsiung.
If you’ll recall, a bunch of terrorist jerkfaces did their stupid jerk thing in Barcelona and kind of made me question my desire to stay in Europe.
Well guess what, jerkfaces? I’m still here. And boy am I glad I am, because I’ve been in Naples less than a day and can already tell that the food here is, in the immortal words of Guy Fieri, out of bounds.