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nyc food tour, part four: an in-depth exploration of the deep fried oreo, complete with baby hand

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holy crap! it’s a deep fried oreo! you know that’s exactly what irene and lexi are thinking. they are peering in awe at the wonder of the intensely spermlike battered and deep fried oreo in its natural habit –  sprinkled in powdered sugar and placed in a greasy paper takeout container.

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nyc food tour, part two: korean fried chicken in your face

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our next three nyc food tour posts cover one of the ultimate cooking techniques of all time: THE DEEP FRY. oh yes.  i greatly enjoy the excitement of deep frying.  over the course of approximately three hours wandering the streets of manhattan in search of edible offerings, irene lexi and i stuffed our bellies with korean fried chicken, deep fried oreos, and fried dumplings. a trifecta of hot batter-dripping, artery-clogging, waistline-expanding, boiling oil-dipped goodness – a FRYFECTA, if you will.

we were on a dedicated mission to hit up the KFC, thanks to a rave from my friends seth and becky. no, not that KFC, but Korean Fried Chicken, which i first read about back in the day in this article in the new york times. on the advice of seth, we headed to boka, a korean restaurant on st. marks that serves bon chon chicken. Continue reading

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nyc food tour, part two: korean fried chicken in your face

irene-and-the-fried-chicken

our next three nyc food tour posts cover one of the ultimate cooking techniques of all time: THE DEEP FRY. oh yes.  i greatly enjoy the excitement of deep frying.  over the course of approximately three hours wandering the streets of manhattan in search of edible offerings, irene lexi and i stuffed our bellies with korean fried chicken, deep fried oreos, and fried dumplings. a trifecta of hot batter-dripping, artery-clogging, waistline-expanding, boiling oil-dipped goodness – a FRYFECTA, if you will.

we were on a dedicated mission to hit up the KFC, thanks to a rave from my friends seth and becky. no, not that KFC, but Korean Fried Chicken, which i first read about back in the day in this article in the new york times. on the advice of seth, we headed to boka, a korean restaurant on st. marks that serves bon chon chicken. Continue reading

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