My main reason for eating out so often is because...I like da foods. The process of shoving tasty things into my mouth and maneuvering my jaw in such a manner so that my teeth may best crush up the bits of tasty things and send them along the lengthy, squishy, mucus-lined journey through the series of digestive tubes so that I may reap the alimentary benefits or gain another subcutaneous layer of fat fills whatever part of my brain that feels joy with...joy.
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Many shed a tear at the shuttering of Grilled Cheese NYC. But today, I tasted the Italian equivalent of the best grilled cheese sandwich ever. No. 28, an authentic Neopolitan brick-oven pizza joint, serves a sumptuous 3-cheese piadina which outshines anything I ever ate at Grilled Cheese. The big round flatbread is alternately crispy and chewy, and it's stuffed with a perfect blend of melty Mozzarella, smoky Provolone and a hint of spicy Gorgonzola. Pure heaven.
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If you can't stand the heat, get off 32nd St. DoSirak's soondubu jjigae (soft tofu stew) was exactly like the jazz piano trio rendition of Radiohead's "Paranoid Android" they were piping through the dining room -- soft-pedaled pap stripped of the original's fire and virility, rendering it completely benign and boring. The kimchi pajeon was similarly flabby and lukewarm. And no hot corn tea! This is impotent, pandering Korean food in desperate need of some culinary Viagra.
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