Showing posts with label Eat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eat. Show all posts

Monday, June 1, 2015

A Lobster Boat Exists (and it is EVERYTHING)

Stop. Everything. I have discovered a lobster boat.

Along the West Side Highway at Pier 81 one can gain entrance to the North River Lobster Company, Part seafood shack, part party boat -- this is seriously the stuff dreams are made of, I kid not. Enter on 41st Street. The boat departs at various scheduled times, check the website for deets, and cruises up and down the Hudson for 45 minute increments.



Now for the best parts. The lobster boat is totally FREE to enter -- no resos required, no minimum order -- there's a DJ on-board spinning tunes (mostly Top 40), drinks are relatively cheap (we got a bottle of wine for around $30, heyooo!), they have LOBSTER ROLLS, and the views you'll take in are nothing short of breathtaking.

The only setback of the boat is perhaps the clientele it attracts aboard. Prepare to see dudes in pink polo shirts and lobster printed belts screaming about God knows what over pitchers of beer. The trick is to pick up a bottle, find a quiet corner, and get to drinking. This is one of my favorite finds in NYC, so get there ASAP before the word gets out.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Seafood Stewing in K-Town

Stop the presses! Yesterday I had my first official dining experience in K-Town, and I gotta say...it was beyond epic. Now being an LA-native, some might find it shocking that I had never been, but I've been waiting for the right Korean to show me the way, and lucky for me it came it a sexy little package I like to call my bestie Alice.

Byul Pocha is a quaint little Korean bar hidden in one of K-Town's many outdoor malls, a well-kept secret from the unknown eye to see. You see the everyday pedestrian could easily walk right past the place without a second thought, but upon first entrance I was packed with a LED punch. Neon lights adorned the ceiling, blinking stars flashed their welcome, and giant TVs playing gloriously ostentatious Korean pop circled around us. God, this girl knows exactly what I want.


We got there just before Happy Hour had ended (9pm on a Sunday, go figure!) so we ordered the special: Korean Fried Chicken and a pitcher of beer for $21! We sat, we gossiped, we drank. And when the waitress came around the second time, Alice (bless her soul) ordered a seafood stew and a bottle of soju.

The seafood stew was spicy and warm, the perfect coating to my buzzed belly. Filled with mussels, crab, octopus and a healthy heaping of veggies. We sat, we stewed and we shot rice wine, until the food coma trickled in and we decided to dash. First K-Town food adventure in the bag. And it was totally epic.