Tag Archives: Dinner

Hana Korea

Sometimes, all you want is a quiet table in an underground restaurant with a stone bowl of something warm and spicy. Hana Korea delivered just that, and so it has my thanks. Bowls of noodles, beans, potatoes, kimchi (like, a cup of kimchi; they really like kimchi), and rice filled my table. And that sauce, …

Fune

Down a burgundy and black spiral lies the unerground Funé, an elegant Japanese and boat-sushi establishment. A long chain of half-metre long wood boats float in an eternal circuit around the sushi chefs carving up wonderfully fresh slabs salmon. Before my meal’s end, a small tower of colourful plates have appeared at my elbow, each …

Jun Sushi Japanese Restaurant

With the trendy place full, a delicious known quantity, we head down the street and try an unknown Japanese restaurant, helpfully (even sarcastically) labelled. Simple walls hung with lamenated pictures of party trays and combos. It’s good to have fresh sashimi, where the squid and surf clam aren’t rubbery but tender, the tuna is sweet, …

Kinton Ramen Eglinton

After five days trapped indoors due to sickness, I forced myself out into the wintery world in order to dine with the Judicial Minx. I reached Kinton Ramen early, and after dancing with a stranger at the door to enter, I sat near the back and spent several minutes watching the kitchen work. There’s a …

Oh My Gyro!

The Bearded Butcher and the Strange Baker often show up to my place with trays of rice or garlic potatoes and gyro meat slathered in garlic and hot sauce from here. The furthest I could manage for food today was half a block from my house, and so I returned home on wobbly, shaking legs …

Double D’s

“It’s not a pizza. It’s a pizza pie. Pie.” The Strange Baker wiggled imposing eyebrows at me as we collected our two Chicago-style pies from Double D’s, a name that reminds me of the now-dead Dangerous Dan’s with gut wrenching pleasure in horror in equal measure. Name aside, Double D’s is an excellent pizzeria with …

Korean Grill House

Dinner with the Opaque Dancer, as those evenings draw to a close. We met at the foot of my building and go for KBBQ, something she’s never had, but she assured me she was very hungry. we shall see. Throughout the hurricane of touting fire and slightly charred metal, we chat and swap stories from …

Otto’s Berlin Döner

Currywurst for me comes from my time in Vienna: a hearty street meat sausage, sliced, juicy and steaming, semmelbrot beside, dusted with curry powder. I have to presume they do this dish different in Berlin, as what arrived to the Opaque Dancer and I was a box loaded with stringy fries and a sausage covered …

People’s Eatery

The Cheery Milliner and I pushed through the heavy drapes shielded the door. We were seated at the back next to a table of three bottle blonds sharing a salad: one wears a red dress, while the other two wear much more respectable affairs (the trio’s snippets of conversation provide us endless amusement throughout the …