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The Chinatown Congee Wars: Part One
Congee vs. Big Wong Some call it porridge. A more medieval term for it is gruel. In Chinatown it is known as congee; white rice boiled with water, lots of water, until it becomes a thick, hot cereal...
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The Chinatown Congee Wars: Part Two
Great N.Y. Noodletown vs. Congee Village With my trusty congee taster, Luigi, away on a fresh air fund break, I needed an aide to help me finalize the war I started a couple of weeks ago. I knew no...
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Cantonese Favors on Allen Street
The man in the red nylon sweat suit smoking a cigarette saw me peering into Cheung Wong Kitchen as I waited for Zio to waddle over from a half block away. I could see a bubbling cauldron of congee...
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The Happiest of All Hours: Winnie’s Bar & Restaurant
I’m not one to partake in karaoke. In fact, I don’t recall ever being present during karaoke hours at a bar or club, though maybe I have been. I’ve probably actually gone out of my way to avoid...
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Reflections on the Chinese New Year
As the Year of the Snake approaches, I realize I have spent much of the past Year of the Dragon in Chinese restaurants. I’m afraid I didn’t always make good choices. Egg foo young…with brown gravy...
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And the Answer is…
On Friday I presented a series of photos and hints to spur your New York food knowledge on in this month’s edition of Name That Place. It seems I stumped more of you than I thought based on the lack of...
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Cantonese Cappuccino
Cafe Hong Kong I was the first to arrive at Café Hong Kong in Chinatown on a steamy evening when the cramped sidewalks of Bayard Street were overflowing with black plastic garbage bags, their stench...
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Uni and Ovaltine
I was in the rest room of the Cutting Board, on Bayard Street in Chinatown staring at the cheery murals in front of me when I heard Zio’s voice. I got to the restaurant before Zio and he must have...
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The Wong Wonton Mott Street Revolt
The winter of El Nino was finally becoming harsh and noodles and soup seemed like a good idea to both Zio and I. I had told him to meet me at a place called 102 Noodles Town, but before I got to the...
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The Great Chinatown Conflict 2017: Resolved with Rye and Lo Mein
Gerry was concerned. We had scheduled our monthly food group well in advance. But now there was a sudden conflict. The Yankee fans among us, Zio, Gerry, and me were in a quandary. The fifth game of...
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