The red date honey drink (small; $1) is simply two spoonfuls of fruit concentrate, a drizzle of honey, and a cup of hot water; it's like a thinned-down version of a cough syrup I used to know, back in grade school. Also in ginger, citron, and lemon. Egg Custard King...
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Thanks to Zak Pelaccio and my friend Janet for introducing me to the thigh puckering joys of the Egg Custard King. I'm completely addicted to the Portuguese egg custard -- still warm and slightly jiggly cream-touched egg custard with a...
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"We should take the B or D to Grand Street. Because...um, I want an egg custard tart." After spending a few hours at the Brooklyn Museum last Saturday, Jason, Joana and I emerged in various states of lethargy and tried to decide the best way to get back into Manhattan to visit Babycakes for the sake of Joana's gentle tummy. Although I can eat just about anything without too much bodily harm (until I ultimately get diabetes), I enjoy the "not as guilt inducing" sugar/wheat/gluten free treat from Babycakes every now and then. But first, I craved...egg custard tart.
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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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I am smooshing three days of eating into one entry, from the not-so-recent to the most recent. This might be long and photo-heavy. Or just photo-heavy, which probably won't bother anyone.
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