Tuesday, February 12 at 11 AM

Where can you get a three-star experience at one-star prices? Which hot new restaurant merits the scorching hype? The answer to all these questions and more can be found Tuesdays at 11 AM on Kliman Online.

Where can you get a three-star experience at one-star prices? Which hot new
restaurant merits the scorching hype? The answer to all these questions
and more can be found Tuesdays at 11 AM on Kliman Online.

From scoping out scruffy holes in the wall to weighing the merits of
four-star wanna-bes, from scouring the ‘burbs and exurbs to hitting the
city’s streets, Todd Kliman covers a lot of territory.

Winner of a James
Beard Foundation Award in 2005 for the country’s best newspaper column
about food, Kliman is food and wine editor and restaurant critic for The Washingtonian. His writing has appeared in The New Yorker, Harper’sThe Oxford American, Lucky Peach, The Daily Beast and Men’s Health, among others, and he has been selected four times for inclusion in the Best Food Writing anthologies.

He is the author of The Wild Vine,
a literary exploration of two entwined mysteries: an obscure grape that
rose to prominence, only to disappear, and its present-day evangelist, a
foul-mouthed transgendered multi-millionaire vintner on an obsessive
quest to restore the legend of an antebellum southern doctor.

Todd previously taught writing and literature at American University and Howard University. At Howard, he was also the editorial advisor to The Illtop Journal, Chris Rock’s humor magazine modeled after the Harvard Lampoon.

Can’t wait a week to talk to Todd? Follow him on Twitter for dining reports, tips, and breaking news from the culinary world. Or write to him: tkliman@washingtonian.com


W H E R E   I ‘ M   E A T I N G   N O W   .  .  .
* The Bistro at Old Line Fine Wine & Spirits, Beltsville
I don’t know which is more impressive and improbable — the fact that a bistro has set up shop in Beltsville, a town best known for cows with holes (the research wing of the USDA is headquartered there), or that it has set up shop in a former Circuit City. The bulk of this one-time big box is devoted to a good and impressively curated wine and spirits shop (look for a Breca Garnacha 2010 — 94 points from Robert Parker — for $17.99). In the back is a comfortable bistro that, to its credit, doesn’t aim too high — the roster of a dozen or so dishes includes few misses. There’s a good Italian sandwich on ciabatta; a rich, dark-roux gumbo; mussels in chorizo cream; a nicely lightened take on an old-school Baltimore-style crabcake; and a strapping plate of seared duck breast with demi glace and mashed potatoes. And nothing tops $16.
Pabu, Baltimore
Why drive to Baltimore when there’s plenty of good sushi in DC? The skewered chicken parts, for starters — luscious mini kabobs of heart, skin, tail, all of them cooked over smoldering logs of Japanese white oak that perfume the room and call to mind the mood-altering atmospherics of a pricey sauna. The sake list (bottles start at $13 and run to four digits) is fantastic, the best and most extensive in the region, and with helpful annotations worthy of a good wine list. And then there’s the sushi — 22 varieties of fish on offer, including a daily selection from Tokyo’s famed Tsukiji market. Take note of the excellent sushi rice; it’s made with fermented vinegar, which tastes like a cross between a craft beer and a digestif and gives the grains more flavor and character.
DGS Delicatessen, DC
My very early — and very brief — word on this artisanal Jewish deli: Go. The matzo ball soup is just about perfect, with a light and exceedingly well-skimmed broth that’s flavored by the (superb) matzo ball and vice versa. The chopped liver — made by a champ at pates and terrines — is just as good, rich but not at all dense, full of chopped egg, and wonderfully capped by a dice of pickled onion and gribenes (schmaltz-fried chicken skins that might as well be called Jewish cracklins). The housemade pastrami is closer to the Montreal model than the Lower East side model — a thick, juice-oozing cut edged with so much spice you would think it had been dipped in coffee grounds; it’s served on good, twice-baked rye with a zesty housemade mustard. One of the biggest, and most welcome surprises, is that while chef Barry Koslow has lightened many of the traditional dishes that DGS features, and upgraded the quality of ingredients of standard deli fare (the pastrami is made with locally sourced meat), he hasn’t sought to prettify the cuisine, or impose his will too strongly. And the prices are eminently reasonable for a casual restaurant in the heart of the city, let alone a deli. Compare tabs with the vastly inferior Second Avenue Deli, in New York, which relies upon mass-produced ingredients for which it charges significantly more.
Rappahannock Oyster Bar, DC
This hopping oyster bar is the best of the early attractions at the new Union Market. Hop a stool and order up a platter of Rappahannock River oysters, either raw or roasted (the latter preparation transforms them from salty-sweet and light to rich and meaty and savory). You can wash them down with a small selection of craft beers, including Chocolate City Beer and DC Brau, or a glass of sherry. The surprise is the crabcake, a contender for the city’s best. Dropped onto the griddle with an ice-cream scoop and given a slight, flattening press to develop a good sear, it’s a massive thing, but also unexpectedly light and delicate for all its girth. It’s not that there’s no binder —  every crabcake’s got binder. It’s that the binder that’s there is good binder, and smartly deployed. 
Izakaya Seki, DC
Arguably the most exciting restaurant to debut this year. Hiroshi Seki and his daughter, Cizuka Seki, have fashioned a spare, intimate izakaya from a former barber shop on V St. It’s a no-frills setting that suggests a gallery and serves as an ideal backdrop for beautifully simple dishes that all but command you to slow down and focus. Hop a seat at the wraparound counter that consumes the entirety of downstairs to watch Seki, a sushi master with 50 years experience, work with grace, speed, economy and calm as he executes his repertoire with a small team of cooks: thick slices of veal-tender beef tongue with a painting of mustard-miso sauce; succulent filets of grilled mero, the Japanese term for Chilean sea bass; springy soba noodles with flakes of nori and tempura; and some of the most exquisite cuts of aji (horse mackerel) and yellowtail you’ll find. 
Blue Duck Tavern, DC
On my Twitter feed some months back, I teased the news that made a “massive and exciting leap,” then sat back and watched the guesses pour in. No one came up with the right place, and to be honest, if I hadn’t been there to enjoy it, I would never have guessed, either. Sebastien Archambault is a major talent, and without overhauling the menu or concept has given a restaurant that had slid dangerously close to irrelevance in the past year or so the kiss of life.
Vin 909 Winecafe, Annapolis
I feasted on a couple of superlative pizzas not long ago, and they didn’t come from 2 Amys, Pete’s New Haven Style Pizza, Pupatella, Moroni & Brother’s, Comet, Orso, Haven Pizzeria, Graffiato or Menomale. They came from the kitchen at this always-swarmed, no-reservations wine bar, housed in a restored craftsman bungalow just over the bridge from Annapolis in tiny Eastport. The key players are Alex Manfredonia, who works the front of the (tiny) house, and Justin Moore; the pair met working at a restaurant in San  Francisco, and headed east to take over the space previously occupied by Wild Orchid Cafe. Moore and his team produce a crust that’s close to perfect—thin, marvelously hillocked, chewy where it needs to be and crispy everywhere else, and hit with just enough salt. The Margherita is more heavily dressed than is usual, but it’s excellent, and so is an unlikely concoction of baked beans, Tillamook cheese, fontina and coleslaw. Don’t miss the spin on a lobster roll, with creamy, chive-flecked crab salad tucked between two griddled squares of bread; there’s a cup of seafood bisque for dunking.
Moa, Rockville 
You’d never find it if you weren’t looking for it. Situated in the fascinating industrial sector of Rockville, amid a slew of old warehouses and specialty supply stores, this cozy Korean mom ‘n’ pop is about as hidden as hidden gems get. The cooking is vivid and punchy—great bibimbap, served several ways, along with a parade of soups, noodle dishes and stir frys. Order a soju to wash it all down; the mango and watermelon are fresh and gently sweet, a good counterpart to the garlicky intensity of the food.
Maple Avenue, Vienna
Some diners might be skeptical of splurging for $20 + entrees in a tiny, repurposed diner where the 8 tables are wedged together so closely the room can feel like one big dinner party when the drinks are flowing. Others might be skeptical of the menu, which bends in a dozen different directions, implying a kitchen with a scattered, be-everything-to-everyone vision— which is to sa
y, no vision at all. But this is a surprisingly focused restaurant —and a surprisingly rewarding one, too, a place that feels like a personal statement, backed by an amiable staff that clearly aims to send you away smiling. The chef and owner, Tim Ma, does his part, too. He makes a mean shrimp and grits, and his beef cheek sandwich with beer battered fries is one of the best simple plates around. Don’t miss the bread pudding.
Fiola, DC
Fabio Trabocchi’s edge-of-Penn Quarter restaurant has put its tentative beginnings behind it. The dishes emerging from the brick-framed, herb-potted kitchen find the prodigiously talented chef moving further and further from the controlled elegance of his work at the late Maestro. They also find him cooking with a renewed confidence and conviction. The best of these plates—an astonishingly flavorful ragu of wild hare with thick bands of papardelle, a double-cut, prosciutto-wrapped veal chop with toasted hazelnuts that accent the sweetness and nuttiness of the meat, a bowl of tender meatballs in a tomato sauce that frankly puts most Italian grandmothers to shame—marry rusticity with refinement. Desserts—including a fabulous cone of sugar-dusted bomboloni, with pots of apple marmalade and cinnamon gelato—remain a rousing finish.
Mintwood Place, DC
Perry’s owner Saied Azali was lucky to land Cedric Maupillier, formerly the chef at Central and before that the chef de cuisine at Citronelle, for his rusticky new bistro. The Toulon native is doing typically great work—cranking out lovingly faithful renditions of such bistro classics as cassoulet (see if you can finish it without two glasses of wine) and steak tartare (the tiny, crunchy tater tots on top are a clever allusion to his old boss, Michel Richard) as well as offering up some sly, smart takes on tradition (frogs’ legs with black walnut romesco, a lamb tongue moussaka). There’s a whole boneless dorade with picholine olives and braised fennel that’s a knockout—beautifully conceived, perfectly executed.
* new this week



My boyfriend is a law school student and has evening classes on Valentine’s day this year, so we’re thinking of a slightly belated celebration.

He’s never been to Old Town Alexandria and I think he’d love the quaint charm of the town – could you recommend a restaurant with a romantic vibe that won’t break the bank (so that leaves out Vermilion, Restaurant Eve, and the like)?

I was thinking Bastille for their Sunday Supper, but is the food and ambiance up to par?

Todd Kliman

I like Bastille.

Up to par ambiance? I generally think that if you say you’re not willing to break the bank, you really shouldn’t ask for much in the way of ambiance.

Bastille is on the edge of Old Town, not in the charming, cobble-stone street part of the city, and the space has a low-key, unassuming air. I like that about it, but it’s not what you would call sumptuous, nor is it transporting, as some French bistros try to be.

If you go, and I think you should, I’ll be curious to hear how things turned out …

Good morning, everyone.

With Valentine’s Day two days away, I’m especially interested in hearing what your plans are. Go out — and where? — or stay in?

For many, many years, I have been a stay-inner on Valentine’s Day — one of the few nights I don’t go out to dinner. My wife prefers it. (She’s not big, in general, on the big, coercive holidays.)

By the way, many chefs privately refer to Valentine’s Day as “Amateur Night,” meaning a night when the rubes, those benighted souls who know nothing about Cuisine, come out en masse. Most of them hate coming to work that night.

Not that that should influence your decision in any way …


Hi Todd Kliman,

I was on holiday in Portugal last month. I enjoy the food very much. I have heard that “TAVIRA” is a Portuguese restaurant in Chevy-Chase, Md. I want to ask if you recommend “TAVIRA” for a good Portuguese meal ?

Thank You Peter

Todd Kliman

It’s been some years since I was at Tavira, so I cannot tell you what it is like now.

If anybody has been more recently, I would hope they would jot some notes for us.

I tend to suspect that it hasn’t changed all that much since I was last in. Some restaurants change every 5 months; and some hold steady through the years and even the decades. Tavira, to me, has always seemed to belong to the latter category.

My last meal there — for what it’s worth — was what I would call “very decent.”

I love Portuguese cooking, its simplicity, its zestiness. I wish we had much, more more of it in the area.

The last Portuguese restaurant I reviewed was Portuguese Club, in Wheaton. My meals there were among the strangest in all my years of critiquing restaurants. Most nights, I and my friends were the only ones there. Some nights, we were the only ones eating — while others sat around us, playing cards, talking, drinking. The kitchen was often out of dishes that were listed on the menu — I would hear from a server that a particular item would make its appearance the next weekend; the weekend would come and — no appearance.

But the food, often, was good: simple and good. I would gladly go back, if I didn’t think I was intruding on someone’s private club.


Just wanted to say great appearance on the Kojo show last week. It was a very good segment.

Todd Kliman

Thanks; I’m glad you liked it.

Supposed to have been an hour, but, ho hum, this death penalty repeal thing became news and the producers decided that that, apparently, is more important than talking about food. : )


I have some friends here from Paris. We will be at the Phillips this afternoon and then they want to get a good craft cocktail nearby because they have heard so much about our craft cocktail programs.

Where would you recommend within walking distance? Firefly?

Todd Kliman

Firefly’s a good call.

A good backup would be Urbana.

But really, if your friends have come all the way from Paris, what’s a half-mile more to go for a good drink? I’d think about cabbing it over to The Gibson, which is really the centerpiece of this whole movement in the city.


Hi Todd,

Have you ever dined at Swahili Village. They’re an African restaurant in the Beltsville area that’s known for their grilled goat and beef dishes.

I want to try some new things but the cost of dining out these days can be so costly.

As always, I appreciate your feedback (and others). Thanks again for your chats!

Todd Kliman

I know about it, but haven’t been — but since you asked, I’m putting it on my list and will try to have a report for you sometime in the next month. How’s that?

In the meantime, I can recommend Zion Kitchen, on Montana Ave. NE — one of the very few Nigerian restaurants in the DC area.

They do a pretty good goat curry and oxtail stew.

Don’t look for atmosphere; it’s like eating in a small cafeteria.

One of my favorite African restaurants in the area is Chez Aunty Libe, on Georgia Ave. in DC. It’s Sene-Gambian food. Look for the ceebu jen, a dish of fish and jollof rice with vegetables, and the maafe, or peanut stew. For dessert, there’s thiakry, a really tasty parfait of couscous and yogurt with cinnamon and raisins.

Portions are massive and prices are cheap. And if you’re lucky, you might get to see Aunty herself, knitting in a chair while the food cooks.


Just wanted to give a big thank you to the Source. Scott Drewno and the whole team there made an anniversary dinner for my husband and I really special.

We ordered the tasting menu, it was a huge amount of food, but every bite was great. I ended up taking some home. It was one of the snowy nights and the restaurant was fairly quiet and the service we received was so nice. And the food was just incredible. I especially liked the lacquered duck on steamed bun- crispy, but juicy, sweet and crunchy. And the carrot cake was a so good, almost like a smith island cake, which is so fitting as it was our wedding cake.

We will definitely be back. So many of the small bites were good and made us want to go back and order it as a whole dish.

Todd Kliman

Great to hear it. Thanks for the quickie report …



I’m going to Maple Ave for the first time next week. Any suggestions for what to order?


Todd Kliman

I really like their shrimp ‘n’ grits. Probably the best thing I can say about it is — it’s true to the source.

That’s the can’t-miss among the savory dishes.

Among the sweets, you’ve got to get the chocolate dumplings and you’ve also got to get the mochi, which, I’m told, are made in-house — they have a wonderfully soft, pliant texture that is irresistible.

Have a good time, and I’ll be interested in hearing how your meal turned out …


Portuguese food Carmello’s in Manassas has both Italian and Portuguese cuisine. havent been back in a couple of years but the food was very good

Todd Kliman

My dental hygienist, who is Brazilian and who never fails to ask me at every appointment whether a new Brazilian or Portuguese place has opened somewhere, used to go there.

I regret to say I haven’t been, although I know that a big part of the reason I haven’t is that she was only lukewarm in her affection for it.

“Then why do you go?” I asked her once.

“Where else am I supposed to go?” she replied.


I was just going to say the same thing: “By the way, many chefs privately refer to Valentine’s Day as “Amateur Night,” meaning a night when the rubes, those benighted souls who know nothing about Cuisine, come out en masse. Most of them hate coming to work that night.”

My wife and I usually just wait to go out after v-day and avoid the chaos of V-day dining. We personally do not think there is great value in dining out on V-day. It is like going for dinner during Restaurant week to a restaurant that is not offering the full menu.

Todd Kliman

You’re absolutely right, it’s not that great a value — especially considering that most restaurants on Valentine’s Day only offer prix fixe menus.

So we have one vote for staying in. Well, two if you count my vote.

Let’s hear from the rest of you … even if you’ve already sent in a question. I’d still like to hear how you approach the big day …



In light of the bagel conversation from last week, I have two more options for folks: Palena and Buffalo and Bergen.

Palena’s is a Montreal-style bagel that’s finished in their wood-burning over. It’s also $2.50. Each. Plain. With nothing on them. Regrettably, they’re worth it, and rival anything I’ve had in Montreal. They’re that good, with a hard crust that has some give to it, and a hint of smoke.

Buffalo and Bergen in Union Market imports par-baked (the boiling and/or steaming part, I assume) bagels from A & S in New York, then finishes them in an oven on-site. They’re $1 each, and I think they’re significantly better than Goldberg’s (I grew up upstairs from Absolute Bagels in NY and am somewhat jaded about this). Buffalo and Bergen sells them by the dozen if you’d like.

In fact, for lunch I’m having a sesame with whitefish salad from Neopol. Cheers.

Todd Kliman

Damn you — you had to get that last line in there, didn’t you? : )



Thanks for the good tips. I appreciate them, and I’m sure everybody else out there does, too.

V-Day plans?


Finally made it to Range for dinner this past weekend. All in all a good experience, but I have to admit I was not blown away by the food. After reading all the positive buzz about it, I expected to love everything I tried, but frankly most of it was just ok.

First I ordered a cocktail from their oh-so trendy and up to the minute artisan cocktail list. It was so strong it was undrinkable. But I saw other people drinking the same drink with no problem, so maybe it was just me. The server was extremely gracious and when he noticed I wasn’t drinking it had no problem at all bringing me a glass of wine instead.

The bread basket was spectacular, and my husband liked the garlic pork sausage, but the lobster mac and cheese, with just two pieces of lobster on it and a soggy pizza were a disappointment.

I will say that the service was a highlight- very attentive and very friendly. After we ate, we moved over to the bar to have another glass of wine and we enjoyed the bar scene immensely. The bartenders are fun and friendly (are arms full of tats a job requirement?). I think if I went back, I’d sit at the bar and have oysters and the bread basket and be very happy.

Todd Kliman

Thanks for the report.

It’s interesting — my one meal there pretty much mirrors your own, from the sound of things.

I was not blown away by the food, either. In fact, I was pretty underwhelmed.

The roast chicken has been getting raves. I thought it was decent, not great. I had hoped for some crispiness of skin; there was none. I’m not opposed to brining, but in this case I thought the bird had been overbrined. It wasn’t just salty, it had that texture that overbrining can sometimes produce — a texture, as well, that sous vide can sometimes produce. A lunchmeat texture.

My server was enthusiastic about the sea bass with sorghum and hazelnuts. The fish was cooked well — about 30 seconds from perfect, I would say.

But the slightly softened hazelnuts were a pretty strange dance partner. Good with the sorghum — not so good with the fish. And the sorghum was a strange condiment for the fish.

If you got every component onto the fork at the same time, it sorta-kinda worked. But it was one of odder dishes I’ve had in a while — one of the odder dishes, I should say, for something so apparently straightforward.

And visually, it was a pretty monochromatic thing to look at. (Most of the meal, as a matter of fact, was in the same narrow range of color. Light brown, dark brown, darkish yellow.)

A side of cauliflower with golden raisins and almonds was eh.

I had high hopes for a pizza of charred onion, bacon and fresh cheese. The fromage blanc, while wonderful, was so tangy, it accentuated the char on the onions and the char on the crust, leaving a lasting impression not of all these individually tasty things coming together on a good crust, but of something smoky and burned.

Desserts were fine, although I expected more daring and more fun.


Comped dinner response:

Todd, whenever I’ve been offered a complimentary meal, my habit is to tip like a madman. 50 percent is reasonable, assuming the service is half-way decent. I consider it a win-win.

I enjoy your chats!

Todd Kliman


And your response is the right response, in my book. Don’t just tip — overtip. By a lot.

50 percent on what the bill would have been is the right and the fair thing to do.


Amateur Nights V day, Mother’s Day, Easter Sunday, Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve. They come from the hills and their surburban oasises and make life miserable for wait staffs every where. Sir, if you order a 8oz Ny Strip well done its only going to be about 4oz after cooking. Yes, I will go get the manager. Wow, a 5% tip.

No, what is just as bad is so called foodies who think they know everything. Heard one of them rant on about humane treatment of stock etc. Finally leaned over and said inhumane treatment cost the rancher money because of weight loss as a result of stress.


Todd Kliman

Clifton! Bud!

Long time, no type …

I would’ve bet my HOUSE that you wouldn’t go in for V-Day dining out.


Skip Tavira. Went about six months ago and it was plain bad.

We started with octopus that was extremely “fishy” and when we questioned the server his response was that is how seafood is supposed to taste.

Our meals were very heavily salted and each plate came with a sad looking side of frozen veggies. Not to mention you are eating in the basement of an office buliding.

Todd Kliman

Yeah, the ambiance there never was the greatest. And that was years ago. It always looked to me to be in need of a makeover.

Wow, though. Fish is supposed to taste fishy. That’s when you know it’s time to leave.

Years and years ago, a waiter at a restaurant, now defunct, tried to persuade me that the catfish on my plate was a salmon.

I insisted it was not salmon. It did not taste like salmon, did not look like salmon — was not salmon. Look at the color, I said. Salmon does not have that color. Salmon is a pinkish orange.

I love his response — well, I love it now. At the time, I was fuming.

“Sir. When the fish it is cooked, then it turns white, ok? Like this.”

I also love what came next.

“Sir. Sir. I will go for you and get the box, ok, and you will see.”

He summoned a lackey, who returned with a box of frozen fish, unmarked.

Inside were four more sad-looking filets of catfish.


Todd –

SO & I are heading up in a few weeks for a long overdue 3 day trip and are completely out of touch with what’s new and interesting in the NYC food scene, particularly what falls near the $100 for two category.

We’re both adventurous eaters (sweetbreads & crispy lamb brain & such are all on the table so to speak) and we love getting a good ethnic meal wherever we travel (Thai in Tangiers turned out great!) and are looking for suggestions from you & the peanut gallery.

Since we enjoy your chat and tastes so much we immediately started thinking “Where Would Todd Eat?” So our question is, what might make your “Where I’d Be Eating in NYC” list?

Todd Kliman

Whew, $100 for two in NY is hard to manage.

That might get you four tapas and two glasses of wine at Casa Mono, Mario Batali’s cramped and oddly expensive Spanish joint near the Flatiron district.

So, assuming that you mean to stay within budget — including tip and tax — my short list would be heavy on ethnic spots and light on chef-driven places.

Sripraphai in Queens, for Thai; Cafe Glechik in Brighton Beach — great Ukrainian cooking; Cupola Samarkanda II, in Brooklyn — great Uzbek food; Kulushkat in Brooklyn for very good falafel.

But I think you can manage Bouchon, in the Time-Warner Center. Great salads, sandwiches, and the take-off on the Nutter Butter is amazing.

I think you can also manage Momofuku and Momofuku Ssam Bar. If you haven’t had the pork buns, they’re a must, one of the best bites of food to be had in the whole country. The good news is, most of the rest of the menu at both places is similarly excellent.

And there’s always pizza. Paulie Gee’s, Keste, Motorino, and Otto are all pretty wonderful.


I am one of those poor soles who decided to go out on Valentine’s Day. Hubby and I are going to Kushi for some sushi.

I figure it will be pretty fresh as they will be a bit busier, there isn’t a limited menu and we can get a few cooked items too, and we really have nothing in the fridge at this point, so cooking would require grocery shopping, which I dread. I don’t know that it is a lot of people’s idea of romantic, but we will enjoy it.

Todd Kliman

Well, if it’s someone else’s idea of romantic, then it isn’t really romantic.

We all internalize this stuff, don’t we? Even when we think we’re above it.

And Valentine’s Day is one of the worst when it comes to this kind of thing. We do what we think we’re supposed to do, what we think everyone else out there is doing.

Same with the Super Bowl. Same with X-mas and Thanksgiving. Same with the Fourth. And on and on and on ..

Maybe it’s just my circle of friends and intimates, but I don’t know many people who don’t complain in one way or another when these days or events draw near. They all feel the tug of supposed-to, and most go along just because.

But onto the subject of sushi … You mentioned freshness, which is a whole can of worms when it comes to sushi, and I don’t have time to get into it the way I would like right now, so I won’t.

But I can tell you that, unless things have changed, the big delivery days for sushi restaurants in the area are Tuesday and Friday. Most of the better places fill in the gaps with smaller deliveries from other, smaller suppliers. Even so, it’s likely that some of the fish on hand that night will have been there since Tuesday.


Hi Todd,

I wanted to chime in on your suggestions for V-Day.

Hubby and I decided to stay home and prepare a variety of apps for each other. Our menu will consist of curried chicken wings, bbq shrimp, sriracha deviled eggs, warm spinach salad, meatballs and a strawberry/chocolate bread pudding for dessert. We also plan to catch up one a couple of romantic comedies.

I hope you and your wife have a great V-Day!

Todd Kliman

Sounds like a great menu — and a great time.

Enjoy it.

And thanks for the Valentine’s Day wishes. I appreciate it. For me, as well as for my wife, the day is different from what it was five or so years ago. Not different bad or different strange — different better. My son is a Valentine’s Day baby, and so we spend the day celebrating him, and ourselves as a couple through him. He’s the gift that keeps on giving.

However you celebrate, and wherever you celebrate, have a great time. And if you don’t, fine — don’t; no biggie; that’s great, too.

Thanks again, all of you, for all the comments and tips and queries. I hope you enjoyed it.

Be well, eat well, and let’s do it again next Tuesday at 11 …

[missing you, TEK … ]


Hi –

My fiance and I are meeting some out-of-state friends for dinner in Baltimore on Saturday night. Where would you recommend we go?

I saw that you listed Pabu on your “where I’m eating now” list, but I suspect this isn’t a sushi-loving or overly adventurous crowd.

Thank you!

Todd Kliman

Doesn’t matter if they’re not big into sushi. There’s a lot more to Pabu than just raw fish.

Some of the best bites, as I said in my quick review up top, come from the grill. There’s also ramen and some main course-style plates — including, for the faint of experience, a steak.

If that doesn’t persuade you, then I’d try for Woodberry Kitchen or its quirky, tiny offshoot, Artifact, both in Hampden.


My boyfriend and I (who both work in F&B) created our own Valentine’s Day a few years back.

We get the special day, nice meal, maybe a gift (all made more special by the fact that millions of others aren’t doing the same thing), and avoid the frustrating masses on the 14th.

If we’re not working on the 14th, it’s a normal dinner at home. It’s win/win for us

Todd Kliman

Great idea.

Really, this is a kind of small, heroic act, to not give in to the forces of marketing and peer pressure.

Thanks for chiming in …

By the way, sounds like the majority of you on here are sitting the night out and doing something at home. Interesting …

Take care, everyone. Have a great night in or out, whether you have it on the 14th or not. See you again next week …