Shhhh…I’m not supposed to say where this is. I was never here.
Red sauce rampage. #NewJersey - Where the weak are killed, deep fried, smothered with cheese and marinara and eaten.
Don’t cross the Vermont boarder without going here. The ever-changing hand-drawn menu posted all around the interior of this classic train car diner brandishes the guiltiest of unimaginable pleasures. Impeccable road food and requisite pin on your New English wandering.
Eggs Imelda
Lola Mahal’s Home-style pandesal, 2 poached farm eggs, grilled prawns, fresh taro root laing, ! kalamansi hollandaise, kamote home fries & maliit salad w/ coconut-sugarcane vinegar dressing
The red stuff on my portion of the egg is the prawn head nectar. It was recommended by the owner I drizzle it on there before sucking the head clean. Good idea.