Thursday, July 06, 2006

On The Lookout

I put the word out at work that I'm looking for the unusual and new. You know on the down low. I've read about street food, underground restaurants and ethnic foods made by moms and grandmothers everywhere. The problem is no one invites me to partake. Maybe I look too much like a cop. I had a couple of people turn me on to a tamale seller outside a church in Novato but it so far no can find. Promises of papusas made by someone's aunt is still a possbility and I'll keep you informed.
Today I scored. My Peruvian coworker showed up with a white nondescript box that had a small label that said Alfajores Peruanos/ Ana - Order to 925-943-7388. Inside were confections that made me think of holiday cookies. An internet search revealed that they are a shortbread cookie filled with Dulce de Leche (milk carmel). They were rich, tasty and not as sweet as expected. The search for more goodies continues.
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Alfajores Peruanos

4 comments:

drbiggles said...

Yeah, I'm pretty much plagued with the same deal, look like a cop.

So, I'm letting my hair grow. The only problem I have no is that I look like a maniacal norwegian axe murdering cop.

Biggles

Amy Sherman said...

Score! My last attempt at something cool and secret was a recommendation from a cab driver about a Chino Latino place on Mission St. When I went looking for it I found out it had closed three years prior! So much for hot tips from cabbies...

cookiecrumb said...

Great project, Greg!

Jennifer said...

YUM! Those sound and look amazing. Funny how finding things on the down-low is harder than it seems. Weren't our parents always warning us about people who might whisper in our ear? I keep waiting, hoping for that whisper, but...