Running Bear Pancake House – West Yellowstone, Montana

One of the highlights of vacations for us (at least, for me and the kids is doing breakfast), sure we do breakfast at home, but most often even on weekends, it is a rushed affair. Also, nothing remotely as elaborate as the breakfast/brunch fare we eat on the road. Among other places we tried this summer visiting Yellowstone National Park was the Running Bear Pancake House. In general, one of the highlights of traveling is always the food, even if it is generally of the unglamorous variety.

The restaurant entrance has bear paw tracks that are guaranteed to thrill most aspriring bear watchers. It took the kids sometime to realize that these were artificial paw prints.

The restaurant offers breakfast and brunch options all through the day, but also has dinner and sandwich selections, for other meal times. Other reviews do warn about serving sizes and I will assure you that they were not exagerating.

As we placed our orders, the kids were kept busy with coloring mats. The coffee, was fragrant and inviting. I will tell you if you have enough cups in the park you will make a mention of it. We all had eggs, and then the interesting highlights, were a non-traditional french toast that was made with zucchini bread. Even the father had to agree that this was good.

I did not want to miss out on the pancakes, so I ordered some buttermilk pancakes that were huge, and I shared them with the kids. They were soft and well leavened. Possibly, the mexican skillet eggs that I ordered were ok, not great. The salsa was out of a jar and there was too much cheese on the eggs. But this is a matter of preference and I am sure some would like it.

Service was good, friendly and efficient. I would highly recomment the place. It is comfort food done right and served with a smile.

Running Bear Pancake House

538 Madison Ave

West Yellowstone, MT 59758

 
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Walking through Old Kolkata

One of the many joys of writing a food based book is that, it allows you to meander through the cultural and historical perspectives of food. It makes you take a new look at your heritage. At least, that is what food writing has done for me. I have always loved history, and food and culture often helps me put history in perspective.

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Punjabi Market – All India Sweets and Restaurant

 Diversity was one of the most facinating things about Vancouver BC (when I visited last year) that caught my attention. With the snobbery of someone who lives in the shadow of NYC, I never thought that I would be impressed by diversity, somewhere else. Vancouver, however does it differently. It is a much smaller town and its diverse heritage is pretty much built into its fabric and ambience. The street signs such as this one for Punjabi Market, actually feature the script of the community it represents. You will see similar signs across other neighborhood, such as their vibrant and large Chinatown.

So, visiting Punjabi village we went. I will warn you that if you are expecting something like Jackson Heights, you will be disappointed. This ethnic neighbourhood is significant smaller. It is possibly a distance of about 2 to 3 blocks and has a collection of food markets, clothing stores and restaurants.

It is however filled with a lot of good character and a select number of eateries at least one of which, I can vouch for.

We settled for the restaurant that appeared the busiest called All India Sweets and Restaurant, and yes as the name suggests, they certainly do have a good assortment of Indian sweets. They also keep Indian style tea, available in carafes to enjoy. This is very smart because, if you like your tea and have a sweet tooth like me, chances are you will try some of their wares to pair with the tea. A note on the tea, while it was avaialble for the taking was seriously good, and this I will say is from a tea snob like me. They have an affordble and interesting buffet, but their menu seemed more interesting by far.

They had an authentic assortment of sweets and savories and some of the best tea that they had available in carafes. I think if they were closer we would have stopped there frequently just for tea, dessert and samosas. The later by the way, was flakey, hot and flavorful.

We ordered a bunch of chats, their papri chat was especially good, made with fresh and crisp tasting papris which essentially tasted like home. The dosa which we ordered at the kids insistence what interesting. Well, I say this because while the sambhar tasted nothing like the real deal, the lentils that came with it was very good and flavorful in their own right. Just goes to show, food may not often be authentic but still taste pretty good. The milder coconut chutney tasted more like a yogurt raita howevr met the approval of the younger customers who dunked their dosas into this dip with glee.

The highlight of our meal were their Channa Bhaturas, for which I had high expectations and they did not disappoint. The channa was soft with fresh spice notes, the bhatura was freshly fried with the distinct tang of fermenet dough. All of this was accompnied with red onions spashed with lemon juice lightly dusted with chaat masala. Just heavenly. It is one of the best versions of this dish, I have savored outside of India.

All Indian Sweets and Restaurant

6507 Main St Vancouver, BC V5X 3H1 Neighbourhoods: Sunset, Punjabi Market (604) 327-0891

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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Day One Grand Teton – Stop at Dornans for Breakfast

 The summer vacation before back to school was much needed and did not disappoint. My husband loves the mountains and has been raving about Yellowstone for almost as long as I have known him. He is also extremely nostalgic about all the travel done during his graduate school days, so I often listen and discount the rave reviews with a pinch of salt. However, my first glance of the Jackson Hole, WY,  landscape straight out the plane window, and I was mystified and awed by the magestic beauty of the Teton mountains.

When we travel, the choice of food destinations is usually left to me, but Anshul did insist on the first stop at Dornans.  This simple down to earth place for our first breakfast set the perfect mood for the trip. The restaurant is a family owned place actually going down several generations with the family is set within the Grand Teton National Park, in a converted chuckwagon. What I loved about the place was its lack of the typical commercialism that you might usually find with a place like this. I know, what can I say, as a jaded New Yorker, I find this surprising. It presented itself simply, without any fuss or frills.

The menu had the usual breakfast trappings with the food being cooked right in front of you. We picked good hearty menu options, in fact, ended up overeating.

All the options for eggs, juice, sausage and of course the pancakes did not disappoint. If you like your coffee flavorful but not too strong, you will love their self service options for coffee. With a sense of wistfullness, I had to agree that if this was anywhere close to work, chances are I would be sipping coffee the whole day enjoying the pristine scenery, which is really what makes this a must visit stop. The restaurant is located against a backdrop of the Teton’s with the Snake River gently wandering past in a clear and unhurried manner.

Even as we were eating, we saw a large moose run past, thrilling the kids to no end. I have to confess, I was so startled, I did not have a chance to even get my act together to take pictures of the animal. Yes, it is this perfect scenary that just cannot be customized. If you are in the area, I highly recommend this stop to get a great start into easing into the stunning western landscape and hearty honest to goodness food.

The next few days were just a feast for this nature lover. I hope you shall listen and share my amazement at the beauty of the western landscape.
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La Latina – Tapas In Madrid

The “fasten seat belt” sign turned of, I pulled out my kindle and secretly relished the fact that they were not able to seat me next to the kids and hubby. The journey toSpain, was at the heels of two or three rather crazy weeks both at home and at work to get the annual budget wrapped up before the year end and of course our vacation. A little quite chilling time would help me get in shape for the travels. The seven hours passed uneventfully, between some reading, a good glass of Tempranillo (yes, surprisingly good considering it was the airline selection) and a few hours of sleep. I was back inMadridafter a almost 25 years. I had visited ages back with my family. Most of my memories of that trip had faded, but I remember a great family dinner and discovering Paella for the first time and I remember being mesmerized by the art in Prado. My father and I did the museum and I am not sure what my mother did with my baby brother, some sort of shopping expedition of sorts.

We navigated our way and checked in to the hotel and picked up lunch nearby and savored an excellent bowl of Gazpacho. Well, looks like I had found a new love for summer. The kids were thrilled with their Mixto, something that was essentially a grilled Ham and Cheese sandwich and the rest of my meal was interesting. We came back in got a shower and wandered about the downtown area. The plazas that meandered into each other were charming with almost something for everyone. Walking cartoon characters all too willing to pose with the children for, “monorita”, roadside artists and everything in between. Walking and taking in the sights was nice, although the walking began to get to my suburban children.

Dinner was all about, “girl meets Tapas”. We went to La Latina, which is the Tapas Mecca of the city. We were a little earlier than the traditional dinner time or even a full blown Tapas hour. The bars were filled with people savoring chilled beers over soccer. The Euro Cup is huge here. I tried a Salt Cod torta, a crusty chorizo sandwich, some ham and marchengo cheese and a plate of seafood fritters. All of this was washed down with a cold glass of lambrusco.

The second stop called Tzakolina was actually recommended in the Lonely Planet book that we were using as a loose reference. This has a huge plethora of options, several variety of Basque style pinchos. I enjoyed these with a glass of basque wine, the Txakoli, and marveled at the bright light as late as8:20in the evening. By the time we reached our hotel, the sun was barely showing signs of an evening. We made an ice cream stop and this made the kids very happy and I just need an excuse to indulge my sugar addiction.

We went to bed with a promise of an early morning and covering theRoyal Palacebefore heading off to Raquena. Well, those were good intentions! We slept till11amand all of us woke up well rested and cheerful. My daughter was a little disappointed at not seeing the palace, but her mood improved as we started driving on A 3 and watching the amazingly clear and crisp somewhat arid landscape of the land. The trip we decided we would not have any absolutes but just enjoy what time would allow us to do.

 

 

Banana Leaf – Not quite so Green..

This Malaysian spot we stopped at after yet another fun filled. Everyone (essentially the brother and the husband) seemed highly enthusiastic about the prospect. By this time, the kids were right with the program and wanted a different cuisine at every mealtime, so who was I to stand in the way of diversity. Actually, if I had realized that I would end up doing Thai so frequently, this past month en return to New York, I might have re-considered the diversity argument.

Well, this was another stop on Davis, which really looks like it was our memory of what we shall call restaurant row in Vancouver. Banana Leaf, beckoned with its seemingly understated yet characteristically well planned somewhat authentic looking décor. There were these wall hangings, wooden art, attractive cutlery and in general an overall pleasing set up.

Before I move on, let me tell you      never underestimate the power of the inane or simple silly twists when you are dining with little ones. The kids spent quite a bit of time trying to unravel these straws, playing with them and in short just being quite pleased with them.

Now that I look at them I cannot help thinking that maybe they are a fun thing to do for a party, maybe a twist your own straw kind of theme.

The menu seemed fun, as usual we got rather excited about the appetizers. This is generally a theme and trend with us. We tend to get quite carried away about appetizers. So, we dived right in with calamari, roti canai and an interesting seafood soup.

The roti canai was predictably rich and generally good the soup had a good balance of flavors, the calamari was where things starting getting rather disappointing. The menu seemed fun, as usual we got rather excited about the appetizers. This is generally a theme and trend with us. We tend to get quite carried away about appetizers. So, we dived right in with calamari, roti canai and an interesting seafood soup.

The roti canai was predictably rich and generally good the soup had a good balance of flavors, the calamari was where things starting getting rather disappointing.

By now, they has brought in the wine and we had started sipping on some great ice wine which did pair well with the food and generally the cool sweet taste with the conversation helped. The main courses were a little disappointing I found our dish a little too heavy on the turmeric. The portions were definitely very generous and served family style. All in all, the experience was not the high note of our dining experiences in the city that clearly had touched us with some good food notes. We wrapped up our meal with a fried banana and ice-cream, which you cannot go very wrong with. As I always that is what desserts are about.

Banana Leaf on Davie

Robson Street/West End

1043 West End

Vancouver, BC

http://www.bananaleaf-vancouver.com
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TeaHouse at Stanley Park (6 of 9)

 We spent an entire day at Stanley Park actually visiting the park twice, by sheer chance taking the kids over in the morning and re-capping with dad in the evening. Actually what was a lot of fun for the kids was pretending to show Dad around later in the afternoon, this does not happen often for them. They also relayed some of their foibbles when they were scolded by me.

We made a stop at a view point, where we stopped by to listen to the roadside musician and then pause to pick up what was described as the world’s most famous ice cream. On a whimsy we took an afteroon break at, “The teahouse”, which for a tea lover like me started out as a small disappointment since I somehow was expecting a tea centric restaurant with a tea service.

However the stunning and serene view of the restaurants gradually calmed me down and we all relaxed to enjoy the excellent food. They did have tea, just not any more that your next good restaurant but what we enjoyed was their small bites section.

Our stop ended up being longer and as I enjoyed a lovely glass of rose, we realized that this was just perfect for that rare afternoon cocktail that can only be enjoyed when you are on vacation, or celebrating on an off day. We enjoyed some really good smoked salmon bites and a salt and pepper calamari that was just amazing. All through the trip people had compared Stanley Park to Central Park, in the city although I have to confess that the vibe is very different. The lighthouses and the water fringe add a very different character to the Park but on the other hand since it is located in a quieter city the park does seem to be less filled with action.

The snack was just as well, since our Malaysian restaurant for dinner that I shall tell you about later was not as exciting as one might hope.

The Teahouse

Robson Street/West End

Ferguson Point

Vancouver, BC V6G3E2



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Vancouver Travels -Granville Island (3 of 9)

The Granville Island morning was the kind of stuff that make you really disappointed once you are back from vacation. It was a picture postcard day in terms of weather in what is clearly a very photogenic city. I also sometimes wonder if we tend to observe more to photograph in a city that is not where you live or work. Well, there is certainly the practicality where I tend to notice so much but only have my tiny point and shoot. I have drawn the line on the phone camera, it does not quite cut it for me but then there are moments when that has come to my rescue.

 

I have always said, the rule of thumb when dealing with children is the ensure they are adequately pleased with life before the rest of the adventure. To this end, our first stop was the Kids market. This is a contained mall of just kids stores and rides and entertainment. Something like this stops short of being too glitzy and jarring in this place because all of the Island is comprised of independent stores rather than commercial chains this is always something that makes me wistful, there is a huge joy to the lack of standardization that these display. All the stores are colorful adding to an amazing cornucopia and what can only be described as a sheer riot of colors. After about an hour here (I also peeked in to the Brewery while Dad was with the kids, tied something fruity and headed back. If beer is your thing this is quite the place to go.

So onto to sustenance, I wanted to look around and see what caught my eye. I was drawn into this store and café that was lined with planters of herbs, lettuce and chard. What can be a greater advertisement for a farm to table kind of concept. The emphasis on green and eating local is very deeply entrenched into the food culture in the city, making me realize that we still can do more in NYC in this area.

 The menu was just the right size and packed with an assortment of amazing things. Their kids menu had more that chicken nuggets and French fries, what a surprise. The kids settled for a fancy looking grilled cheese with a bowl of chicken noodle soup, the soup was a clear broth with rice noodles and an adequate assortment of vegetables. Onto the real stuff, they had things such as potatoes roasted in duck fat which was tempting but I stayed away from. We had an interesting fish soup or chowder a very flavorful assortment simmered in coconut milk. The fried oyster sandwiches that we had hit the spot, they oysters were nice and moist. The house salad that I had also was just amazing, in fact the vinaigrette was sheer magic. All of this was complemented by a beautiful sunny day and musicians in the plaza contributing to the atmosphere.

 We ended the adventure by walking into the public market  – fresh food and local market with an amazing selection of things and walking back down the boardwalk to the car.

If I could keep one piece of this perfect day with me for the rest of the year, I would place it in a keepsake pendant and put in on a silver chain and carry it with me. As I write this, I realize that the year has its challenges as does life, so one should catch every rainbow when they border on life’s edges.

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Vancouver Travels – Tapas and Sunset Walks (2 of 9)

 

After a nice long nap (that’s what a good workout does for you!) we were ready to tackle dinner. My foodie instincts kicked in quickly, I realized that Davie Street offered a Mecca of amazing International delights. I do have to confess, part of the New York snobbery often prevails and I never expect all that much from my food experiences outside the NY area, the upside of this is that more often than not I am pleasantly surprised. Scoring up and down the street, I realized that we wanted to try several of the amazing places but this evening we settled for Tapas, I was not very sure how the kids would fare but never know if you do not try.

So we settled on, MIS TRUCOS, a Tapas bar that seemed very inviting especially since it had parking adjacent to the restaurant, like most restaurant streets in larger cities was a very premium commodity. They also had some very inviting signs about their patio, which unfortunately thanks to the rainy and rather cool summer that the city had been experiencing. Well, predictably they were complaining about this just as we in New York city are complaining about the heat factor.

Their food was worth the first stopped, the great thing about TAPAS, much like Dim Sum is that we get to try a lot of the menu, a working understanding of the chef’s preferences and cooking style. We started with something that was called 6 little bites, delectable samplers ranging from an olive tapenade to rainbow trout tartare they were light, lively and delectable. Other highlights of the meal that we tried was a cheese and grilled onion platter paired with fig chutney and quince. A nice egg and Serrano ham combination made the kids very happy. We tried the grilled trout that was really nicely paired with roasted potatoes and a very interesting cornucopia of side sauces to boot. It was actually fun to see swimming trout the following day. Surprisingly the husband ordered the fois gras, something I tend to have reservations about eating. All of this was washed down with a rather interesting Sangria, fruity and not too strong. In fact, after the sangria we were even happy to take pictures of this rather occult looking lamshade.

The kids in bed, I went down with the brother for a walk, it was actually wonderful to walk down the roads of this fairly pleasant and interesting city. I love walking, truly, truly love walking. It is one of the reasons I enjoy NYC so much. We walked into the alleyways of Gastown and made it down to the harbor. We both had our cameras, we meandered, talked and tried to capture points and moments of the amazing sunset that was gradually enveloping the waterfront. The highlight of this city clearly is the presence of both the water and the mountains at the sametime. A building that did catch my attention was this flatiron shaped building.

I thought the resemblance was a co-incidence but not so, in fact, the replica is also named – yes, you guessed it – Flatiron Building.

The 411 on this lovely restaurant,

Mis Trucos

1141 Davie Street
Vancouver, BC V6E 1N2, Canada
(604) 566-3960
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Who moved my cheese? – Black and White Wednesday

 This was the first thought that came to me, when I took this picture after I we had shifted the cheese on this platter we recently ordered at Mis Trucos.

Who moved my cheese, in case you have not read it, is a very interesting and actually light reading on change.

The concept of Black and White Wednesdays is a new event being started by the Well Seasoned Cook. I am glad I got chance to participate this week. I personally love Black and Whites and I have not thought of extending this food, so this is a nice food for thought idea, I am looking forward to the pictures and round ups.

Finding Vegan

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