Things change. Puppies grow up. Great hamburger restaurants close. Toes develop gangrene, turn to black, and fall off.
Speaking of change, we live in a new ramen era now and I bet you didn’t know it. It used to be that you bought ramen for 25 cents and ate it straight from the hotpot. You can still do that, but there’s a better way. Good ramen is available now — really, really good ramen — for just a few dollars each, and it comes with multiple packets of vegetables and rich broth. And for a restaurant-quality meal, you can juice that up with roast pork, soy-soaked eggs, and fresh vegetables. It’s not Momofuku, but it’ll knock your… toes off.
Jerusalem! Holy land, land of strife. Birthplace of the Otto Whoze-his-face cookbook that everyone loves. Well. Inspiration for the Otto Whoze-his-face cookbook that everyone loves.
I won’t bother retyping the recipe because hundreds of people on the Internet seem to have made this dish and blogged about it. Fire up the ol’ Googler and make it yourself.
I do a lot of eating while traveling. Because eating is the best part of traveling. And I do a lot of eating in places where Americans are afraid of eating — like on the street, in Asia and Central America. In fact, I almost never eat at fancy places. So, people ask me: do I get sick a lot? The answer is no. I virtually never get sick, because I know how to avoid getting sick. My method is relatively easy, encapsulated in two little rules. Yet I find that people are often surprised, or even incredulous, or even downright resistant and argumentative (I know a lot of lawyers) about the effectiveness of my rules. But the rules work. You have every right to second guess my advice, and I can’t guarantee that it will keep you from getting sick. On the other hand, I follow these rules, and I don’t get sick, so there’s that.
The two rules for not getting sick while eating abroad:
Salt steak for 24 hours. Pat dry with paper towels. Grill. Slice zuc’. Salt and lemon-pepper and olive oil. Grill.