Showing posts with label food festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food festival. Show all posts

Monday, June 6, 2011

Jerusalem Food Porn

Since my abandonment of Zion is imminent I have decided to record some recommendations for epicureans while I still remember where the shit is at.

Food.

1) Indian by the shuk.
It's on I think "HaEshkol" - in any case it's the only street that runs off the open part of the shuk. For just over 30 shek you can share a massive plate of rice, daal, curries and chutneys. They also make a killer Lassie.

2) Moussline
French ice creamery next to the Indian place. Feel like Chai Masala ice cream? or maybe Arak and Melon? Safran perhaps? Nah - definitely basil ice cream please!

3) Ima
Kubeh bar in the shuk. The guy who owns the place always come n has a seat with us and asks about our day. Occasionally I even got free stuffed vine leaves - but that's coz the waiter wanted my number (and a little something else). Their beetroot kubeh is highly recommended - but not for vegetarians. Soz babez.

4) Pasta basta
Ok it's also in the shuk - I'm lazy - wat's it to ya? But here you can get 4 cheese fettuccine for 25 shek. That's right - 4 different types of cheese on your pasta. You may commence drooling now.

5) Fishen Chips.
The fish n chips place in.... the shuk. They lose points for the silly spelling of their shop. But they win points for having stuffed beer battered deep fried capsicums covered in cheese. Omigosh. Then again you could deep fry n cheese coat a chair n it would taste amazing.

6) Topalino
On Agripas by the open shuk. Best Italian food outside of Italy. And having been to Italy (twice!) I'd say its pretty stiff competition even for the native food. It's a bit pricey but it's worth it for beetroot gnocchi with spinach, cream and garlic sauce. or even better chestnut gnocchi with amaretto, pistachio and cream sauce. mmmmm... cream....

7)Health Kitchen
On "agas' street in the shuk. Vegetarian goodness. They make a mean gastpacho.

8) Sushiya
Hidden sushi place on Bezalel behind Nocterno. Truth is - it's not as good as Japanika but it's a lot closer to home. And they make super good sushi with tempura sweet potato and rice-bubble coating.

9) Tmol Shilshom
Who can resist a restaurant in a second hand book store in the 2nd oldest neighborhood outside of the old city? recommended: their pear and riccota ravioli with balsamic dressing.

10) Chummous on Ben Sira
OMIGOSH. This place had a line out the front of it even time I walked past but it didn't have a teudat kashrut until.... now! So it has become an obligatory late night stop on Thursday nights (the Saturday night of the middle east). Never have you had chummous like this. So so creamy. The cauliflower one is the best. or mushroom. Or onion. om nom nom.

Drinkies.

1) Slow Moshe
On Nissim Bechar in Nachlaot. Israelis call is "slow", Anglos call it "slow mo". That's how you can tell us apart. Oh and our refusal to wear socks n sandals and that we can wait in a line and that we don't elbow old ladies in the nose to get on a bus. But back to the bar. It's cute and small and local. Good dim lighting.

2) May 5th.
In the shuk. Killer joint. Cafe by day. Hipster heaven by night. Cherry beer, dupstep and live bands so we can dance down the streets of the shuk. My favorite (also super close to home)

3) Uganda
Palestinian beer on tap - check. Post-rock being played by an obscure German 2 piece - check. Cue the entrance of a million pretentious wankers with asymmetrical haircuts n fake glasses. Just my type of place.

4) Sira
On Ben Sira (conveniently located near the chummous place...) Best DJs here. And if they are playing 70s funk/soul they are fully dedicated and wouldn't dream of stepping up to the decks without side burns an afro and bell bottoms.

5) HaTaklit
Look, it's more of an indie club than a bar but I like the decor of the place n if I ever feel like mixed dancing again, u know where u'll find me.

And there u have it - 10 restaurants and 5 bars. You can tell I'm Jewish right?

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Food Festage

Last night I went to the Old City Flavors festival with my housemate. While flavors associated with this area normally include urine, cat and inter/intra ethnicity tensions, the festival was actually delicious.

We had wonderful fried dumplings (kubeh) with mushrooms and chickpeas and curry. Mmmm deep fried goodness. We also had a couple of classes of wine (with complimentary glasses - this is important b/c a) who doesn't like compliments and b) my other housemate keeps breaking our wine glasses). Deliciously, we also had a plate of various cheeses. I've come to realise that there's not really a cheese that I don't like but I do particularly like the creamy variety and the crumbly variety, but not the dry type so much. Also the stronger the flavor the better. Yummmy moldy stinky cheesy goodness.

We then wandered around the old city (where I once lived) and listened to the music. We went to a lookout/balcony over the kotel and there we discovered a true life frummy couple from Lakewood. JOY. They had picked up a crazy from the old city and he was photographing them in various poses with the kotel in the background. He had no gripes with yelling at them to swap sides, to lean in, lean out etc. At some point he even said "can you cry?" - very strange indeed. Part of the awkwardness of the photos was that the very frum couple were obviously in niddah and couldn't touch. so the husband wouldn't sit on the same bench as his wife. Hilarious. The crazy man also yelled at me and my housemate to clink glasses so he could take a photo of us as well for the couple to remember us with.

Obviously then they started playing Jewish geography and it turns out that the husband is probably related to my housemate. So he got her to give her all her family details and contact details so he could add to the family tree.

For my own entertainment I then asked him if he could find her a shidduch. I told him that she wants a very frum boy please. He then proceeded to ask her what yeshiva he should come from and if she's going to cover he hair. Classic.

Two final notes - first - as a kashrut keeper, living in Israel has a lot of benefits from a culinary perspective and second that I'll keep y'all posted on my housemates hilarious shidduch offers/dates.

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