The Terrace (Cody, WY)

There are a lot of places to eat in Cody, but the Terrace stands out. The food is high quality and extremely tasty. While other places may have more rustic, cowboy food, the Terrace takes those ingredients and takes them to the next level. I’ve been there twice and both times the food was excellent, and the atmosphere was lovely. (They have a nice wooden bar and a good view of the canyon.)

This time, I got the buffalo meatloaf, which was fantastic and came wrapped in bacon (always a plus) and coated with a subtle cranberry demi-glace. It was accompanied by decadent goat cheese mashed potatoes and green beans that were both perfectly seasoned and cooked to perfection. The dish cost about $15.

My meal was accompanied by a nice local beer, and then I finished off the evening by sharing the amazing flourless chocolate torte (which came with a delicious, not-too-sweet, fresh raspberry sauce).

Would definitely recommend to any traveler who’s tired of road or pub food and ready for a special meal.

ps. Also: When we were about to leave, two women came to the bar and ordered margaritas. We watched the bartender prepare them (one regular, one watermelon), and they looked fabulous. So, next time… margaritas!

Sticky Fingers (Washington, DC)

sticky fingersThis is a vegan carrot cake cupcake from the DC bakery Sticky Fingers, located in the Columbia Heights area. Vegan, of course, means that there were no eggs or butter involved in the creation of this cupcake. That said, this still tasted deliciously decadent. I’m guessing that the frosting was a cream cheese-style topping. Presumably, they had to use something other than cream cheese, since that is obviously not vegan. Honestly, I don’t care what they used, it was delicious.

Best Clam Chowder in New England…

…is in Provincetown, Massachusetts at Bayside Betsy’s.

I have had a lot of clam chowder in my life, but this is the absolute best. A bowl is $6.95 and worth every penny.

The chowder doesn’t skimp on the clams, has plenty of potatoes, and does its artery-clogging job by tasting heavily of cream and bacon.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Truffle Love: Boston’s Terramia

It is my wont to spend New Year’s eve eating a ridiculously good meal at a price I normally couldn’t afford. I don’t like to really eat like that the rest of the year, but New Year’s is special. Plus, New Year’s often has so much hype that I like to plan something unflappably good. For me, an amazing, special meal is always a good experience.

This year, I chose Terramia, a small and cozy Italian restaurant in Boston’s North End that had solidly good reviews but that wasn’t exorbitant. (In my mind, any meal that costs more than $100 per person before drinks and tips is exorbitant.) They had a prix fixe menu of four courses, including prosecco and an amuse bouche.

I know some people don’t like prix fixe menus, but they appeals to me in two ways. One, I know from working in a restaurant that prix fixe meals make things a lot easier on staff, which I feel pretty good about on a holiday that everyone celebrates. Secondly, I like being surprised! There are always things on a prix fixe menu that I wouldn’t choose for myself, but I tend to like almost anything, and I like the idea that the chef has given thought to exciting combinations for me.

In the case of Terramia, many of the courses had a choice, so my date and I swore solemnly that we would not order any of the same things, so as to be able to taste as many options as possible. It made choosing the wine tricky, but the meal was phenomenal.

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Tea in D.C.

A friend and I met for tea at Teaism in DC. I thought we were just meeting for tea, but when I walked in, I saw heaping, steaming bowls of food and soup next to the expected pots of tea. Located just off Dupont Circle, Teaism claims to be a “tea house,” but it’s really something closer to an Asian fusion place that has a wide variety of tea.

My friend and I each got tea (me: Ginger Ginko, her: Assam) and a few small dishes, including the lentil soup ($3.75), the cucumber ginger salad ($2.50), and the sweet potato salad ($2.50). The  sweet potato salad, with a yummy miso dressing, was a particularly delicious treat. I’m going to try and see if I can replicate it at home.

Gelato Update

As I wrote back in July, I have long been on the search for fabulous gelato. So I was thrilled when, on two recent trips, I discovered some incredible versions of this artisanal delight.


Tanya (of Veggie Love) dragged me into this Argentine gelateria, kicking and screaming. “I won’t have delicious things, I won’t I won’t!” Ok, total lie: It doesn’t take much to convince me to try gelato; simply pointing out the shop is usually all it takes. But once inside, I acted somewhat unusually. Rather than veering towards my usual choices of hazelnut or pistachio, I pointed at something else. “I’ll try the honey avocado,” I ventured bravely. Avocado?? Ice cream!?

Well don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it, folks. That stuff was incredible. I’m an avocado lover generally, and Dolcezza’s gelato brought out the creamy avocado flavor amazingly, well complemented by the honey. It was neither overpowering nor overly sweet. We meant to bring some for our friends working down the street, but by the time we left, the gelato had sent us into such rapture we barely knew our own names…

♥♥♥♥♥ out of 5, for inducing amnesiac effects


While walking in the East Village of New York City with friends, I spotted a gelato shop on the corner of Bleeker and Grove street, called Grom. We were looking at the mouth-watering menu (caramel with Himalayan pink salt) when a man walked over and stuck his head into our huddle. “You want good gelato?” he asked in a thick New Yorker accent. Not waiting for an answer, he started pointing around the corner, saying, “the best stuff is right up this street, at Cones, right next to John’s pizza. They make it all by hand.”

Now I don’t know about you, but when complete strangers stop me on the street to tell me to go eat somewhere, I go there. Especially when they’re locals. So I dragged my group a block and a half up the street to Cones. Run by a charismatic and chipper Argentinian, the gelato is absolutely out of this world. The hazelnut, in particular, made me weak in the knees. The coconut, sitting in a cup next to a scoop of dark chocolate, made me moan.

♥♥♥♥♥ out of 5. Perfect date spot—the food itself is an aphrodisiac!