Slowly but surely eating my way through the five boroughs and the rest of the world.

Versailles in Miami: incredible Cuban food. Tamale, Cuban sandwich (I could eat this sandwich forever-the bread was amazing), empanadas (perfection but the green sauce was to die for), cortadito, and the sampler: ropa vieja, plantains, black beans, croquette, pork and yucca. All of it was muy sabroso.

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Rhythm Cafe in West Palm Beach was FABULOUS! The waitress was hysterical, the food was phenomenal, and the dessert was ethereal. The beef bourguignon was delicious, as was the filet but the real show stopper was dessert. We could pick just one so we went with four: key like pie (we’re in Florida!), chocolate cake with buttercream, Heath bar pie, and peanut butter pie. Each one was better than the last. The key line pie was tangy and tart with just the balance of sweet and cream. The chocolate cake was the best I’ve ever had-the icing was incredible. The Heath bar pie was amazing but the peanut butter pie… 0_0 that was the stuff of fucking dreams. They made a peanut butter mouse that somehow manages to be light, fluffy and creamy without diminishing the peanut butter flavor. The crust was magnificent-crushed up peanuts, caramel and maybe some chocolate-salty, sweet and crunchy all at the same time. Topped with whipped cream, drizzled with caramel and a bit of chocolate-we we’re almost fighting over the last bite and we’re usually pretty polite. Want to go back tomorrow and eat it all again!

Too tired to actually move this over. Le sigh.

Lunch at the Dune Deck Cafe in Palm Beach: conch fritters, creme brûlée French toast, souvlaki, and fish tacos with a view of the stormy sea.

Finally made it to Buvette in the West Village. So quaint, so sweet, so delicious. An head over heels for their menu and cocktail designs!

I wasn’t really into pretzels until I got knocked up…now I stalk and devour them with a passion that burns hotter than a thousand suns. The only thing I love more than pretzels is chocolate pudding pie…so when I saw this recipe, my inner fat kid let out an audible “SQUEEEEEEEE!”…not a coincidence that it also sounded like a pig squealing. This might have to happen this weekend. Chocolate mouse pie with peanut butter whip and pretzel crust via Oh, Ladycakes)

I wasn’t really into pretzels until I got knocked up…now I stalk and devour them with a passion that burns hotter than a thousand suns. The only thing I love more than pretzels is chocolate pudding pie…so when I saw this recipe, my inner fat kid let out an audible “SQUEEEEEEEE!”…not a coincidence that it also sounded like a pig squealing. This might have to happen this weekend. Chocolate mouse pie with peanut butter whip and pretzel crust via Oh, Ladycakes)

Dinner at Northern Spy. One of my favorite spots in the city. Top left to bottom right: apple pie with cheddar crust, coffee and cardamom panna cotta, roast lamb, cod, roast chicken, warm squid salad, Brussels sprout radish kohlrabi sunchoke salad, and the kale salad with cheddar and roast squash. Perfection

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