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Strawberry-banana french toast made with homemade banana bread, in-house maple syrup, powdered sugar, and fresh strawberries. You won't be disappointed. My apologies for the poor photo quality.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The Whole Sha-bang-asm
I knew it would one day come to this: a proclamation of my love for The Boiling Crab. After much hesitation, I figured it was necessary to spread the joy. Among my list of guilty pleasures, joined by Gilmore Girls, Starbucks fraps, and Cosmopolitan magazine, Boiling Crab reigns supreme. Though not particularly a low-cholesterol food choice, every person has his or her own weakness: mine just happens to be this. Thank God the Cajun seafood movement decided to travel to the west coast because local San Jose’ers probably couldn’t have thought of the recipe themselves (myself included.) And although there are different Cajun restaurants other than BC, its crazy addicting sauce is what tops all the others.


Thursday, May 6, 2010
Falafel's Drive-In
San Jose’s best kept secret: Falafel’s Drive-In. Actually, it’s not exactly a secret because this place gets pretty packed, but more so you’ll miss it if you don’t look closely. At first glance it has “hole-in-the-wall” written all over it, but given the long lines and crowded seating area, you’re just certain it’ll be good. Falafel’s was featured in one of the most aesthetically pleasing shows on The Food Network, Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives and there’s a legit reason for it: they house the best falafels in south bay! Crispy on the outside, soft and filling on the inside, these falafels taste like freakin’ meatballs, I swear. It’s like a breath of fresh air when a number of Middle Eastern places around here serve falafels that taste like plastic, I’m not gonna mention any names. Can’t ever go wrong with the falafel sandwich with extra hot sauce ($4!) and I enjoy pairing it with either a side of onion rings or pita chips. Did I mention they have a banana-chocolate shake? Yes, banana-chocolate. At first sip, memories of my childhood come rushing back and all I'm left to imagine are blue skies and skipping.
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