The Star Is Dressed in Red
'The regulars at Randazzo’s Clam Bar know what to order. I was still learning the ropes, though, so I invited suggestions.
My server’s advice was quick and definitive. “Get the calama’,” she said. “That’s why you’re here.”
Strictly speaking, the fried calamari was not the reason I had driven down Ocean Avenue in Brooklyn until it dead-ended at the white row of fishing ships and booze-cruise leviathans on Sheepshead Bay, then parked in front of the neon lobster with the name Randazzo’s pinched between its upheld claws.
No, it was the Sauce.'
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/04/24/dining/reviews/restaurant-review-randazzos-clam-bar-in-sheepshead-bay.html?hp
I GOTTA go there!!!
= new reply since forum marked as read
.
.
.
... for 10 days, out-of-work recuperating for two months, and unable to drive for 8 months. I was just
barely keeping my head above water, so I had no money to go into Philadelphia, much less visit the
fantastic restaurants they could boast of during that period.
.
Philadelphia Magazine (a monthly publication) had the most incredible food writers that I have ever
encountered. I visited any number of restaurants vicariously... dining on my imagination in splendor.
.
The absolute BEST turn-of-phrase was from a woman who was reviewing a Chinese restaurant that
offered roaming carts of dim sum (little entrees more of a small appetizer "tasting" portion). She
tried a Chinese version of chitlins (intestines cleaned and fried -- never having had it or the original,
that's the closest I can come to describing it).
.
She wrote, "The dish was delicious, except for the still-lingering slight whiff of function."
.
.
.
EEEEEWWWWWWW!!!!!!!
.
.
.
Talk about the driest of dry senses of humor!!!!
.
.
.
.
.
.
