In another life, Nacho and I used to read restaurant reviews and plan trips to visit places around the city based on them. And once upon a time, we read about a little enclave of Uzbeki/Bukharian Jewish restaurants in Rego Park that sounded divine. That was 2006. It's now been five years *gasp* and we finally managed to get out there today which was perfect because the midweek crowd was light and Elisa was in rare dining form. And before I go any further, I must admit that our friends Micki and Harley were also instrumental in getting us out on this fine cold day because they went to Salute a month ago and highly recommended it. So off we went to 108th Street in Queens with a taste for the unknown...First up, the "national bread" also known as a tandoori bread that was doughy and wonderful and HOT.





Not pictured, my boneless chicken kebab--not my favorite--or the parsley garlic fries which were fabulous. My kebab was thigh meat I think, which should be fine, but I like my meat a bit leaner and this was kind of rubbery and I couldn't get past the gristle. Oh well. Everything else was great and next time, I will go for a meat pie or another type of kebab or maybe one of the many salads. Yes, I think we'll be back. Especially if Elisa keeps up her table manners. She didn't try to climb out of the high chair once and she actually seemed engrossed in the procession of food and tried things. Amazing. I don't expect it to be this way every time, but it was so enjoyable to dine with her today. It gives me a glimpse of our future and the reinforcement that sometimes you just have to try something new. Maybe I'll start reading those reviews again. We do have a few more months of enjoying our "table for three" status before all hell breaks loose.
1 comment:
yay! glad you guys got to eat some skewered meat. I think going on a week night was a good idea, as Sunday night was too crowded. Next time, we'll join you!
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