Can I make an entirely separate entry just to talk about how well we ate this weekend? Bear with me... I can't help it, really.
Saturday night, the night mother Mother arrived, we went to Sol de Cuba, a delightful, tiny, busy Cuban restaurant, wall covered with pictures of that country, the ten or so tables always full--we were lucky to be seated right away. I had a bowl of black bean soup, and my mother had black bean chile. We shared a plate of fried yuca, served with a very tasty sauce.
Sunday's lunch was at Whole Foods in Manhattan, and as I've already describes it, I won't burden you by doing so again. Sunday for dinner we went to Miya's Sushi, a great sushi place just a few blocks away. Aside from the tuna-goat cheese-cranberry sushi, we also had a curried okra roll, an artichoke-cumin roll, and the "Devil's Black Fish Sampler," three small pieces of pan-seared fish on rice.
Monday morning we went for coffee at Fuel, my favorite place for that here, though it is a bit of a walk. Last night's dinner was at Zaroka, an Indian restaurant which I had heard good things about but had not yet tried. It was very good, and beautifully decorated--the walls were set with subtle pieces of mirror, and lighted altars hung from them. It felt like the interior of a palace. I had Mattar paneer, and Mother had lamb vindaloo, and a sweet lassi. They brought us papadum with three very tasty chutneys.
For lunch today we went to Mamoun's, our favorite dark, funny falafel place. They sesrve you off of paper, but it's incredibly tasty. And reasonably priced.
Everything we ate was quite reasonable, in fact. That's really one of the very nice things about New Haven. There is a profusion of very good, very diverse food, all within a small radius, and all very affordable. Can't ask for much more, really.
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