Entries from The Amateur Gourmet tagged with 'Brooklyn Flea'
Quesadilla at The Brooklyn Flea
Hyperbole is the crutch of the lazy food writer. Take the post below this: "The Best Broccoli of Your Life." With a title like that, of course you're bound to read that post. And my enthusiasm, while authentic, is expressed in the most simplistic language possible; like all polarities--"good and bad," "right and wrong"--"best and worst" are overly reductive, a 4th grader's tools of expression, not an adult's. It is therefore with great humility and restraint that I must avoid titling this post what I wanted to title it: "The Best Quesadilla of My Life." For the quesadilla I had yesterday at the Brooklyn Flea Market was, without question, the best quesadilla I've ever had in my life; yet, I'd lose all credibility if I had two "best of" posts in a row. So let's just say this quesadilla, which doesn't look at all like a quesadilla, is much closer to the "best" end of the best/worst spectrum that simple-minded folk like me revert to when writing about food....
