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Eating Toro’s beef hearts; Ken Oringer

Eating Toro’s beef hearts; Ken Oringer

Thinly sliced beef heart at Ken Oringer's Toro. My dining partner was a little apprehensive at first, but pronounced the finished product akin to roast beef - I'd say it's more fine grained. I love how offal can look so innocuous but surprise you with a certain intensity of flavor or texture. Like their sweetbreads - my first, actually. I'll post pictures of those later. I got into an [...]

Tony Maws’ Fried Pigs’ Tails at Craigie on Main, Cambridge

Tony Maws’ Fried Pigs’ Tails at Craigie on Main, Cambridge

Despite ordering very, very little at Craigie on Main (a cocktail and splitting an appetizer), my dining companion and I were treated like long lost family. I probably have not been so coddled and swathed in love since I wore Mao-printed onesies as an infant. Despite explicitly only ordering drinks, we sat at a table, had a full bread basket brought to us, and finished off with two [...]

Weird Eats: Bull penis and live scorpions. Also, Starbucks coffee.

Weird Eats: Bull penis and live scorpions. Also, Starbucks coffee.

My sojourn to Beijing was marked mostly by my daily (nay, twice daily) visits to the altar of that is holy in the Middle Kingdom: Starbucks, charmingly translated/transliterated as "星巴克" (xing ba ke). There, I soothed my cultureshock embattled soul with endless tall iced coffees; occasionally, I'd spring for a muffin or biscotti, which tasted excruciatingly American. It was like imbibing a [...]

Lingbo eats bull balls: THE VIDEO.

So in celebration of my homecoming to the magical, wonderful country that is the United States of America (sing it, sister!), I post this video. I edited it while sitting next to a smelly, discontented woman on a 12 hour flight. This flight also involved me being convinced I had boarded the wrong plane, since I got on and woke up in Shanghai rather than Los Angeles. Oh no, I cried, then went [...]

Balls!

I got an email from my waiter at KO Prime which began, "hey! the eagle as landed." I have only tomorrow night to eat the dish that I suggested (artfully prepared bull testicles), and I'd love, nay, require some adventurous company. Harvard and Bostonian friends, let me know if you're up for it: lingboli fas.harvard.edu

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