Outer Borough Dining Discoveries
Each time I venture off the island, I am pleasantly surprised by the culinary playfield in which I frolic. My Thai standby in Queens, my pizza pit stops in Staten Island, and those key lime pies in Brooklyn are recurring players in my dreams.
So, why I only make these not-so-far train rides (or, at worst, ferry trips) once in a blue moon has no excuse. This year, I am resolving to push my epicurean boundaries at least once a month. I’ve heard of delicious Jamaican food lurking in Brooklyn, and of Sichuan food in Bay Ridge.
It’s an embarrassment that I have yet to try these haunts, but I know I’ve still got time—and 2008 is the year to do it!
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