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I sometimes forget that I am one-eighth Dutch. My Irish half I bring up whenever I’ve had too many drinks or I crave corned beef and cabbage; my Italian quarter comes out when I speak NewYorkese, make gravy on Sundays or otherwise act like a guidette; and my Polish eighth was alive and well when I lived on Manhattan Ave in Greenpoint. Dutch self-identification has eluded me, perhaps because I don’t know much about the food or culture. I aimed to remedy this last night by stopping into Vandaag, a new Dutch/Danish resto in the East Village. Here we had some inventive plates made using Hudson Valley produce washed down with refreshingly sparse Genever cocktails — all in a serene minimalist setting. Goede times.
Posted on October 29, 2010 with 1 note ()
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