The one gem that kept me going so far has been Baluchi's Masala down in the Financial District. Every time I eat Indian food, I feel like I'm being blessed with God's grace, no joke. And I'm not even that religious.
I prefer food to be easy to eat, and Indian food seems to be just that. It's usually very ugly and sloppy looking, but it doesn't detract from the experience at all since it's so tasty. Give me a bowl of rice, meat, and some sauce, and I'm a very happy boy.
As I recount my culinary-cum-religious experience to my roommates, I remember how I was just inhaling the food like I was a little kid. Eating is very serious business. And it was at that moment I transcended the dish and attained the state of 'nom nom nom'.Posted by Mark Canlas at November 19, 2008 10:02 PM