Monday, February 15, 2010

ETHIOPIAN AT QUEEN OF SHEBA

MARCI:

Our search for Ethiopian food led us to Queen of Sheba on 10th Avenue.  We selected this restaurant because it is one of the few places in NYC that actually serves food at mesobs --traditional Ethiopian wicker tables.


JEREMY:

We sat down at the mesob (table) and the waitress came over and took the lid off the table.  All that was inside was napkins.  We really didn't know much about the cuisine of Ethiopia but we knew we had to eat with our right hand and use injera, a sourdough-flavored spongy crepe, to scoop up the food.

Ethiopian cuisine is known for its spicy wot (stew) and injera.  So we wanted to make sure we ordered that.  To start, we had timatim fitfit, diced tomatoes, peppers with lemon juice and oil -- and of course, injera.  It was served on a  plate with two dollops of "fitfit."  At first, it was pretty good but I learned that you get pretty tired, pretty quickly of eating injera.




Next came the wot.  We ordered meat and vegetable samplers.  The waitress arrived with a big platter with little dollops of a lot of different foods -- and of course, more injera, which I was really getting tired of.  The platter included two lamb stews, a beef stew and some ground beef stew.  It also included a bunch of different vegetarian dishes like collard greens and a string bean stew, which was my favorite.  There was also lentil, cabbage and chickpea stews.



I was surprised that the food had so much flavor since Ethiopia is such a poor country -- one of the poorest in the world.  But they use a mixture in all the red dishes called berbere, which combines red pepper and 20 other spices and onions.  The flavors were very complex.

You definitely need to have more experience eating different kinds of food if you're going to enjoy Ethiopian cuisine.

I will say that eating with one's hand was a definite bonus to our meal. And my mom never scolded me about not using a fork at the table.

Will I eat Ethiopian food again?  The world may never know.

MARCI:

It was interesting to eat at a restaurant knowing so little about the culture, the cuisine or, for that matter, the country.  Before we left our house, we did a little on-line research and learned that Ethiopia is the third largest country in Africa.  It's also the oldest nation in Africa dating back as early as 1100 BC.  And it's where anthropologists found Lucy, the 3.2 million year old homonid skeleton.

Sadly, we also learned that Ethiopia is one of the poorest nations in the world: 23% of the population live on less than $1 per day.  Only 22% of the population have access to safe drinking water and 38% of children under 10 are moderately or severely underweight.

Knowing this made it a little strange to sit and eat such a big meal so when we got home we decided to donate money to A Glimmer of Hope, a charity that is helping to build wells in small Ethiopian villages, among other things.

I think both Jeremy and I were surprised at the intensity of the flavors we tasted.  The berbere was as complex as a well-prepared Mexican mole.  It was fun to watch him experiment with such a unique cuisine.  And I was pleasantly surprised when my little carnivore told me his favorite dish was the string beans.  I, too preferred the vegetable dishes; my favorite dish was the shiro,  a puree of split peas mixed with berbere.

A highlight of the meal was when Jeremy rolled some wot in injeera and proceded to stuff it in my mouth. This is called a goorsha, an act of friendship.  The bigger the goorsha, the stronger the friendship.

After using our hand and injeera to eat the food, I was very glad when the wet naps arrived with our check.  No desserts had been delivered so we couldn't sample an Ethiopian sweet.  What I was really looking forwared to was  a cup of Ethiopian Yrgicheffe coffee.  Something else I didn't know about Ethiopia was that the hot drink originated in this African nation.   As we were heading home, we spied Amy's Bread.  Jeremy had a chocoholic stick and I had a house blend to go.

Queen of Sheba
650 Tenth Avenue
(between 45th and 46th Street)
212 397-0610
www.shebanyc.com

a sideways thumb, according to Jeremy means 2:4 stars

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

NEXT CUISINE, ETHIOPIAN

Jeremy has picked the next cuisine he would like to try:  Ethiopian.  Why?  "Because you can eat with your hands," he said.

We'll try to learn more about Ethiopia and sample its cuisine during February break.

Monday, February 1, 2010

TAPAS AT LA NACIONAL

La Nacional Tapas Bar

MARCI:

After reviewing a lengthy list of cuisines on menupages.com, Jeremy picked Spanish Tapas as our first cuisine to try.  I usually head to Casa Mono for tapas but was looking to find a place a little more authentic and a little less money.

We selected La Nacional Tapas Bar on 14th Street between 7th and 8th Avenues. Housed in a space dating back to 1868, the owner says its "the second oldest Spanish social club in America and the oldest Spanish restaurant in NYC."



JEREMY:

When I walked through the front door at La Nacional, I felt like I went though a portal to Spain.  First I heard Spanish music playing then I saw about five cheerful men watching soccer at the bar.  When the waitress came, she guided us to a table in the dining room.  The restaurant smelled of garlic and herbs.  When the waitress came back to take our order, we asked her what she thought was best.  She suggested we have the croquetas (ham and crayfish) .  We added grilled artichokes, grilled calamari and fried potatoes and a bean and chorizo soup.

My mom ordered a Sangria and she asked me if I wanted a sip.  I said sure.  It tasted like a very fruity wine; just the kind I like.  I took a small sip at first and then a couple of more after that.

First came the grilled calamari.  It wasn't the best I ever had but on a scale of 1 to 10, I would say it was a 7.  The calamari was a little tough but the sauce was astonishing:  the garlic, lemon and spices were divine.  I really liked dipping my bread in the sauce.  Then the artichokes, potatoes and croquetas showed up.  The artichokes were pretty good, the potatoes were crispy and delicious -- just how I like them.  I didn't really like the crayfish croquetas but the ham was very good.  It tasted like melted ham and cheese in a fried ball.  The soup was okay so we ordered one last dish:  the meatballs.  They were tasty but we were full so we took them home.

In conclusion, I enjoyed going to the restaurant with my mom.  We shared a couple of laughs --although that might have been from the sangria. I would definitely try tapas again.



MARCI:

Wow!  Hard to top that review and he wrote it all himself -- really.  I would have to agree with most everything Jeremy said except he only had two small sips of Sangria.  

The food was definitely authentic.  Difficult for me to decide on a highlight of the afternoon:  the artichokes, the potatoes or just having a meal with my boy.   It was fun talking about the foods of Spain and some of our favorite dining experiences.   We discussed another Spanish culinary mainstay -- paella. But that's for another restaurant visit.

We left the cozy little restaurant and walked outside in the bitter cold.  He and I decided to cap off our afternoon lunch by going home and baking brownies.  What more could a mother want?

La Nacional Tapas Bar

239 West 14th Street
NYC
212  243 9308
http://www.lanacionaltapas.com


 a diagonal thumbs up, according to Jeremy, means 3:4 stars.

MISSION STATEMENT

There comes a point in every mother and son's life when they realize they no longer have as much in common anymore.  Sure, there's plenty of love between them but interests they like to share -- the list gets smaller every year.

One day it occurred to me:  one of the things my son, Jeremy, and I like to do is eat out.  My daughter and husband just don't care as much.  Jeremy, at 11, is quite an adventurous eater.  To date he's tasted and enjoyed escargot, venison, goat, duck and rabbit, to name a few.  I'm not quite as daring as he but I do have a passion for trying different cuisines.

Together, we decided on a long-term project:  to sample every type of food in NYC.  Once a month, we will sample a different ethnic cuisine -- whether at a fancy restaurant, street cart, take out spot or neighborhood joint.  The goal is to savor the many flavors that only a city like New York can offer at the same time spend some valuable mother-son time together.

The idea of a blog came after our first lunch out.  We hope to use this as a way to chronicle our experience:  to share our thoughts and observations on food, culture and whatever else we can think of.