So far, we have been eating great in S. Florida:
a) Ice cream at Gelatoria Parmalat on the fastly malling (malled) Lincoln Road in Miami Beach. Amazing what has happened to this street in recent years. Anyways, while Parmalat is one big fraud committing conglomerate who packages its milk in very non-chowish asceptic boxes, they do manage to make some awfully good ice cream. As in Italy, one can squeeze as many flavors as desired in the cup, and I enjoyed chocolate, french vanilla, and something else. Soft and rich.
b) El Rey de Chivito - Actually we sat down at this Argentinean fast foodish place, thought about it, but then bagged it due to a combination of not knowing what the heck a chivito was--some kind of pork sandwich? which could be had Canadianasa believe it or not, too lound music and nothing apparant for the kidz to eat. Some day. But please, does anyone know what the chivito is.
c) Campo Argentinea - Miami has a LOT of Argentinian steak house. I doubt I will get the chance to do a very comprehensive search/ranking. This one was not only the best one I have been to, but very good period (or you know what I mean, it does not take a lot of sampling to know it's good...); For $16.95, I got the mixed grill for one, which was like the mixed grill for five. It came with two cuts of beef, skirt and something else, sweetbreads, some other offal called, litterally on the menu, "entrails", a sausage of the franfurter/andouille/kilbasa kind, with a fairly coarse cut of meat; the best blood sausage I have had, as I said on Chowhound, really the only blood sausage I have ever liked, and well that's it. The bad thing, is I could have had it for two for only three dollars more. The chowhounditas had an espeically tasty and rich ravioli stuffed with mashed potato in a cream sauce. The only down note were the "french fries provencal", fries with chimichurri. But another up note was the provelona, cheese melted in a cast iron pot, about as good as any saganaki you'll ever had, showed in oregano.
a) Marion Bagels - Somewhere in Plantation, we drove around in circles looking for a decent/open place on 12/25. Did I say we ate well so far? Well, this place was not bad, but nothing special. Actually really tasteless nova. I do not even think I have the name of the place right...
b) Rascal House - Still the best deli in the USA in my book. The only iffines is which relishes your table will get. We got a meager portion originally, new pickles and cucumber salad (a new one for me), but when our next-door-neighbor table paid, we snagged all of theirs, adding sour pickles, beets (terrific) and cole slaw to the mix. God was the corned beef good and the Jewish cassolet, cholent, almost as good, and the bread, they bake some great bread.
c) Gelato 44. There is a very cool strip mall just south Rascal House on Collins with a Russian deli (picked up two interesting beers), a Peruvian place and a combo Colombian-sushi house (very Miami, no?). Also inside this mall was the well-done Argentinian ice cream house, Gelato 44. Pretty much all the flavors we tried including flan, bon-bon (chocolate-nut), dulce de leche, lemon and (especially) chocolate, were good.
a) Donna Caribean Restaurant - Very high on my too try list in S. Florida has been Caribean food (especially roti shops). I read that around 441 (aka State Rt 7) and Sunset Blvd were some good places. We drove St Rt 7 for a while this morning passing not only a ton of Jamacian places but pho shops, HK style BBQ, chaat places and more--it was like a tropical version of Da'Bomb. We had no idea which place to try, and we finally shanghai'd a woman who sent us to Donna. The ironic thing was that there are four other Donna locations, including 3 a lot closer to where we are staying. We got there at the cusp of breakfast and lunch and had to wait a while for the switch. Also, some things, like the jerk, were not ready. Still, loved the oxtails, liked the curry chicken, was just above OK with the brown stew chicken, but also loved the cabbage cooked with tons of allspice and the dumplin [sic] leftover from breakfast.
b)Granja - You know I have been talking about this place for years without ever remember its name or exact location. I am sure you can find me mentioning it in one form or another in lots of posts. We went out of way yesterday to find it, and today we tried it. The way some anticipate eagerly a return to French Laundry, I was near-giddy as we returned here. Roasted chicken and sauces green and red, along with assorted South American starches. Stood up well to memories. For future reference it is on Sheridan and 441 NW corner.