Café Sushi | A Cambridge Sushi Staple

Café Sushi is my mom’s go-to sushi spot on the Left Bank of the Charles. As it turns out, it’s the go-to sushi spot for many, and an industry favorite that has been serving the Cambridge community for over three decades. Nestled inside a kind of vintage strip-mall style building on Mass Ave between Central…

Serious Coffee and Brunch at Fekete

While the perfectly made and frothy-as-all-hell almond butter latte at Mantra on Veres Pálné utca will always be my first choice to sip during catch-up sessions with my sister-in-law during visits to Budapest, Fekete is a close second. This place is the perfect example of what this city is just so damn good at: converting…

Belvárosi Disznótoros | A Meat-Lover’s Dream

As soon as I saw Belvárosi Disznótoros on Karolyi utca, on a breezy morning stroll through downtown Budapest with my parents this past May, I knew I’d be returning there to eat, that same day. This place, whose name translates literally to “Downtown Pig Feast,” is a kind of double-duty butcher shop and restaurants specializing…

Sporking our Way through the Menu at Cent33

Three former colleagues at a new restaurant each month or two, chatting over the world of Bordeaux fine wine over a bottle of non-Bordeaux. Such is the nature of what’s becoming a regular kind of dinner club, meetings of which I look forward to with enthusiasm every time. Our June pick was Cent33, a gastronomic…

A Perfect Hungarian Meal at Borbarátok Restaurant in Badacsony

A few weeks back, on a somewhat rainy May morning, my mother, my sister-in-law and I took the drive down from Budapest to the Balaton to figure some things out for my upcoming nuptuals, and (more importantly) remind ourselves why all the logistics are, after all, worth it. On our densely-packed schedule for the day…

Ca’n Joan de Saigo: The Cradle of Ensaimada

This past April, a wonderful group of friends whisked me away to a secret destination for my “enterrement de vie de jeune fille” or “the burial of my life as a young girl,” known in English as a bachelorette party. I packed my bags not knowing where for. I passed security at the airport without…

Brunching at Es Rebost in Palma

My first bite of Mallorca… well, it was Taco Bell. But that’s just because my dear friends know me well enough to know that if I’m ever in a country where Taco Bell is an option, especially as a late night delivery, it will trump all else. But my second bite of Mallorca, that one…