There is no diversity in Middle America. None that the naked eye can see. It’s flat plains of corn and wheat and fields of short chunky grass mowed by cattle for miles. Then mountains for miles. But when you get up close, really close, then huge expanses of hot springs brilliantly colored by thermophytes emerge. [...]
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New Orleans, 20 pounds later.
On our trip to New Orleans in August (part 1 here), I think that I was rendered incapable of eating anything with excess sodium and fat for a long time. To this date, my diet still consists of 70% vegetables. Not including ketchup as a vegetable. Commander’s Palace Eric and I each had a “Congratulations” [...]
Lessons on cultural differences 第一
Edward (my tea party conspirator) and I were having an intense English debate earlier this morning , briefly interrupted by an insight by his 20-years-younger Chinese girlfriend, who bemusedly noted, “One of you start talking before the other ends their sentence. How can you hear what other is saying if you both talk at the [...]
Thursdays in the Heights: Radius
Bite Of Boston Radius Hits The Mark During Restaurant Week By Jenny Liu Published: Wednesday, March 24, 2010 Better than Shark Week. Or even Fleet Week. Boston Restaurant Week Winter is here, and as you are reading this sentence, it may be one or two days away from ending on March 26. Is there that [...]
Be still my heart
On Eric’s visit last weekend, we ate up Boston. Ate it all up. The experience was akin to those multiple orgasms that leaves you dizzy from all the blood rushing away from the brain towards more sensual organs, like the stomach. I want to go back to languishing at: Orinoco in Brookline (Venezuelan), Helmand in [...]
Thursday in the Heights: The Armaggedon Burger
The Armageddon Burger By Jenny Liu Published: Wednesday, February 10, 2010 It is your last meal on earth. In these hours of armageddon, what will you eat? I contemplated this for a while, and after toying with the concept of combining filet mignon, foie gras, and caviar into one expensive last stand, I instead determined [...]
Starbuck's Clover coffee
I will admit that I have this shameful habit of ducking into a Starbucks to sip a saccharine, spicy chai latte, with foamy whole milk or a creamy caramel macchiato on the occasion. I should feel twinges of guilty when I go, “wee,” when the red holiday cups make its seasonal debut, or when I [...]
New York, Je t'aime
Like the compendium of vignettes in the newly released film, New York, I love you, my eating activities on my weekend back in my beloved town was precisely like that: a little bit downtown and a little bit of uptown. Eric and I started in Tribeca, the old high school ‘hood– walking past Terry’s where [...]
Godzilla burgers
The Whopper has a special place in my heart. Despite being extremely handicapped in terms of quality and flavor (unless you count the flavor of Heinz, the perennial hallmark of all fast food burgers,) the Burger King Whopper represents my Saturdays between the age of 11 and 14, where my father would futilely educate me [...]
Thursday in the Heights: Houston's
I had been meaning to go to Houston’s/Hillstone for a few weeks (for food, for career research, for writing), so I lured Larissa into being my partner in crime with promises of expensive wine and Frank Bruni (departing NYT critic) approved burgers, and it wasn’t until last Monday 5pm, did we go on our restauranting [...]
Jenny Liu’s Little Red Book
20 something New Yorker working in advertising, while trying to break into a 4000 year old tea trade in the People's Republic of China.
Where am I now? Check my Google map
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Mac and Cheese takedown taken-down
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St. Marks' love letter
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An empire state of mind
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Moved to Boston, ate some stuff
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Tokyo reverie
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Middle America: gastronomic wasteland?
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Contrasts
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One small step into a tea farm,
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It takes some guts (and stomach) to be a New Yorker
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New Orleans, 20 pounds later.
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Eric: Why are you going around stalking bargirls and sen...
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Jenny Liu: Not as amazing as the photos YOU took!...
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