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Provo: What Where Why
TCI, Provo lovers. Check out the latest issue of Where When How to read about What to eat, Where to eat it, and Why, by yours truly. Flip to page 118. or type 118 in the box on top. Also check out the wonderful story by my friend Mackenzie Tewksbury about the Taste of TCI tour on page 62. A very cool way of spending three hours on the island.
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Seven Provo Bites – May 2015
To continue the tradition, I offer you 7 more TCI dishes to chew on (plus a bonus 8th). Except that you can file this one under the “Lazy Post” column as I’m just gonna throw them out there. As you saw a few days ago I have a lot on mind and so I dont have the time for a full blown WWH type post this time. I hope to write more for WWH in the future if I’m still welcomed. But I’ve adopted a lazier more relaxed approach to picture taking, and they are no longer magazine quality. Perhaps its time for a change anyway and write about something else? My family is a little worried, but lately I developed a particular interest in birds. They are just so colorful and pretty! If anyone needs a TCI bird correspondent, I’m your man. No birds were harmed during the making of this post, except for stealing some of their food.
Provo – Food for Thought 2015
Another fun eating trip on the island we call Providenciales. The weather was a mixed bag of sun, clouds, wind and seaweed. An island version of Guess is in the works, where you try to guess which hotel got the seaweed this morning. February may not be the best month to experience Grace Bay at her best, but its the best month to escape the Gotham frozen tundra, among many other reasons. We are back rejuvenated, even if a little bruised. The seas were angry for much of the week, and the palapas were just standing there. “Why the scar? Did you belong to a gang? Tough childhood? ” “Nope. Ran into a a palapa”.
As I stated in the past I dont write negative reviews for various reasons. One of which is the increased cost of Krav Maga trained body guards these days (my depandant duo unexpectedly quit last month). However, since this is just a harmless not so Google friendly recap, I offer a rare glimpse of the good and the ungood…
Kalooki’s – The new kid on the Blue Hills block produced mixed results overall. A mature, promising feel, friendly knowledgeable service in an inviting location by the water. Lemongrass Seafood Chowda was the New England creamy kind, good but forgettable once compared to other chowders we had later on. The cod fritters were like thin plain latkes that Jewish moms throw out because they didn’t come out as the other latkes. Jerk Chicken and Ribs were missing that oomph that Sailing Paradise used to deliver just down the road. Whole fried Snapper was a little over fried, but manageable with good flavor. No comparison however to what they do with it in Bugaloos. Not terrible by any means, but there’s plenty of room for growth.
Caicos Cafe – More of the same from our old fave after two more meals. CC continues to hit on all cylinders, and chef Mad Max shows he still got tricks up his sleeve. A food recap here may result in a dangerously long and tedious paragraph, so instead I will offer you these suggestions. Pay close attention to the right side of the menu, the left side, and the specials insert page in between. What I’m trying to say is over the years we pretty much had every single item on the menu, and the hits keep coming. I will try to write a more detailed post about some of our favorites soon
Le Bouchon – Another must for us at this island institution. They should really name a street after them, or a village at Beaches… “Le Bouchon du Village” or something. Julian and papa continue to fill the chalkboard with all sorts of French inspired goodies. The classics continue to shine, including the always delightful Escargot. More than worthy of garlic breath Mrs Z. We love the soups here (conch chowder and black bean soup) especially on those cold winter nights when the temps dip from 82 to 80. The great Steak au Poivre is still the main draw, while the grouper, and lobster were expertly grilled as expected.
Lupo – This is becoming a regular lunch spot for us. I don’t see Lupo as an Italian restaurant, but more of a fun sidewalk café with an Italian inspired menu. The smoky lettuce continues to be a favorite, the refreshing caprese continues to refresh, but the bulky Arancini, oozing with deliciousness, stole the show early. The basic flatbread pizza filled one void, and the Orecchiette filled another. Desserts are always good here, especially the top notch Tiramisu
Crackpot Kitchen – Dubbed Crackpot-hole Kitchen by me on the message boards. On the way to this closest middle of nowhere establishment you essentially need to maneuver between a bunch of potholes, a can of coke, and three kittens. I wasn’t sure what to expect from this place which came out of the gate rather strong. But we liked it enough to return and recommend. The conch fritters (more like kebabs) were different and quite good. The lobster salad was essentially a crab salad gone wild. The conch salad was fruitier and zestier than the norm. The ribs were of the wet and flavorful variety, and the goat curry was that island goat curry we know and love. The glaring big miss was the grilled lobster, a dry overcooked mess. But we’ll be back for sure for more
Caravel – Brand spanking new, in place of Sora which closed last year. The funky Japanese lights remain intact which gives the place a rather strange look, and the ice cream-like name doesnt help. But the few items we tried by the former Mr Grouper’s chef were very promising. In particular, the fish tacos; lightly fried to flaky perfection, inside toasty flower shaped tortilla shells. Add the homemade hot sauce and you got perhaps the new fish tacos to beat. The jerk chicken was another winner. Its on the menu as a sandwich, but they can plate it. Go!
Bugaloos – Another regular spot for us after a morning at Taylor Bay. People enjoy the coconut cracked conch and the conch salad is always a winner, but we come here for the magnificent Sautéed Whole Snapper. Gorgeously cooked with onions, bell peppers, thyme, garlic, and coconut milk producing this light sauce that compliments the fish well. For the time being Bugaloos has replaced Las Brisas for us on the south side, but you still need to get to LB at least once to for the views.
Via Veneto – Broke my heart, Fredo style. Not even Al Fredo could have saved these pastas. Sadly not much worked on this particular night. Between the bland Gnocchi with Shrimp, the Carbonara that got boring in a hurry, the stringy, chewy lobster with the linguine, and the pricey Fettuccine whose truffles lost their luster. I was a fan after the first meal when they first opened, but I dont think we’ll be back.
Coyaba – After a long hiatus we decided it was time to revisit this old friend, and the result was a mixed bag overall. Wine menu filled with 2010 Barolos all over $100 is the first clue about the price levels. Lobster Bisque was still satisfying but the creamy Gnocchi got even creamier. The Thermidor was still good, but felt heavy sooner than expected. Same kind of heaviness was present in the Ravioli, while the lone shining star was the $60 Snapper for two.
Flamingo’s – Another regular lunch spot for us. Rum punches are strong, and the Curries Groupers are even stronger. Don’t worry if the menu doesn’t mention them… “x Curried Groupers please” one for each person. And if another item does some magic, like the jerk chicken did on this day, consider its a major bonus.
Seaside Café – A lunch and a dinner is now firmly part of the rotation. The Blackened Fish Sandwich and the Peruvian Conch Salad are still the lunch musts, while the Tuna Sashimi and the Lobster Risotto are the staples for dinner. New discoveries were the excellent Conch Chowder, and a Japanese style Salmon that was the topic of conversation for the next few days (we really need new topics to talk about)
Hemingways – Only half of the family made it here this time, for the great fish and chips and fish tacos fix. Nothing changed.
Sweet T’s – Still the best deal in town. On the way from the airport last time, on the way to the airport this time. As you exit the Airport road, and start smelling that fried chicken, just follow the smell to the round pink building.
TRIVAZ 2014 at Seaside Cafe
A few weeks ago, on the island of Providenciales, a group of wacky Trip Advisor folks got together to celebrate vacation. The event, dubbed TRIVAZ after the 6 main planners including yours truly (I always get the rear) was held at Seaside Cafe. Drinks were flowing, the bites kept coming, and coming, and a steel drum courtesy of Val from Turks and Caicos Reservations got us groovin’. The beats and the Bambarra rum went hand in hand that night like Justin Bieber and public humiliation
Normally in events like this, food takes second stage, as you are having fun while nibbling on something here and there. Not here, no no! Every bite was a conversation stopper. From the Salmon, to the legendary Tuna Sashimi to the now world famous Conch Salad. Not to mention conch fritters, shrimp tempura (which was a big hit) and crafty bruschetta which kept coming and coming and coming until I had to cancel dinner (it takes a lot for me to cancel dinner). We chose Seaside and young stallion chef Francois for a reason, and we couldnt ask for anything more.
Special thanks to Ttewks1 and the lovely tewksmd for making it happen. Lets do this again sometimes!
Sweet T’s – Sweet Compromise {TCI}
Have you ever taken a Bulldog to a park that also happens to be his favorite pooping ground? Its quite a sight. The anticipation makes him (and you) sprint with delight while farting the entire time. “Does he always do this” I asked my friend Val. “Without fail”. The same type of anticipation fills us while sitting on the plane that just arrived in Provo, trying to figure out if we are closer to the front or rear of the plane for quicker exit. The fact that we are the only ones looking back while everyone else looks forward reminds me that everyone is here for the very first time, and some of them are staring at me wondering about my purpose. “The front of the plane is this way buddy. Too much to drink?”
Food is on my mind. But in this case its more of a hurdle to the main treat.. Grace Bay beach. I gotta have something delicious but quick enough so we could still make a run for booze and have a productive burn-fest (although in this trip it turned into more of a Burning Man festival due to the initial heat and pain).
Enter Sweet T’s. Right off Airport Road, just pass the first major roundabout, after the pink flamingo sign on your right. No sign, so look for this building. There will most likely be a line of locals without a tourist in sight but do not despair. The chicken is of the delicious kind. Crispy, moist, juicy, and just enough of a kick. The drumettes look like fat popsicles. Oh, and “cheap” is an understatement. You order by the dollar. $8 of chicken (more than the 4 of us needed. see picture above? two of those containers. $6 would have been fine), $2 of fries, and $2 cokes meant 2 cans of coke. Thats a $12 meal for 4, quick bite, and off we go for this. leave some chicken crumbs in your rental in the middle somewhere. Chances are you will see at some point the same rentals (model, color) parked near yours, and the crumbs will help determine which is yours.
Beautiful by Nature
That’s my youngest above, staring ever so watchfully at the looming cloud action over Grace Bay, Providenciales. Knowing her, she must be wondering at that moment which direction the clouds are moving, and whether she’s allowed to have steak tonight. She then remembers that she had steak yesterday and tonight is most likely fish night, and continues to wonder if she would be happier with another family where she could eat, like a lot more steak, and have more sleepovers. Steak sleepovers! Me and 3 of my closest friends, nails, hair, Peter Luger, sleepover. What if that adopted family isn’t that close to Peter Luger or even a decent Hibachi. Thoughts slowly shift back to “Pretty Little Liars”. One out of many random thoughts during our 9 nights in our adopted home of Turks and Caicos. Here’s a recap of what we did
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7 More Provo Bites
A sample of some of Provos top dishes as featured in the summer issue of Where When How. For past Provo Bites, click here. We’ll be there in a week for another culinary adventure.
Wahoo Carpaccio at Caicos Cafe – If there’s anything as exciting as the left side of Caicos Cafe’s menu it is in my humble opinion the right side of the menu. All that excitement causing the specials on the board to look lonely and out of place, like the lone sock in your sock drawer missing its partner (Why do people keep the single socks. Hard to say goodbye or are they waiting for a miraculous appearance of some sort). At any rate, all sorts of food magic can also be found on that special board, and if there’s fresh Wahoo in the house there’s a good chance “Mad Max” will add it in this Carpaccio form. Expertly prepared, sprinkled with capers and pink peppercorns, perfectly cut, silky smooth, melt in your mouth buttery “When Harry Met Sally” seafoodgasm goodness, worthy of a run on sentence. Get this!
Conch Chowder at Le Bouchon. Yes, these guys make a killer Steak Frites. Yes, their escargot will make you slap your mama. Yes, the place is always full of beautiful people, and NO that’s not the main reason we keep going back there Mrs Ziggy, aka the most beautiful woman I know. And yes, even the simple stuff like the smoky, perfectly spiced, uncreamy Chowder is a winner at Le Bouchon Du Village. If there’s one dish that showcases Pierrick’s and Julian attention to detail, this may be the one.
Peruvian Conch Ceviche at Seaside. Here’s a fun tidbit for your next cocktail party. Most people don’t realize the role Peru had on our ability to function as society. Transportation networks, roped bridges, The Pisco Sour, all invented in ancient Peru. But the biggest contribution that most dont know about is the Ceviche, the grandfather of TCI’s national dish, Conch Salad. Young master chef Francois mixes in various peppers including Scotch Bonnet to give it the proper pleasant heat with just enough acid from the lime. And in true Peruvian style, he throws in plenty of fresh veggies including corn to make it the island Conch Salad to beat. The equally outstanding tuna Sashimi made this choice a tough one.
Romaine Lettuce at Lupo – We all have our routines right before heading to Turks and Caicos. Mine is having my fortune told. “You will choose wisely” was a common theme, and I have to tell you readers, those fortune cookies are correct more often than not. So I went against my comfort zone more often and ordered things that I normally never do, like this play on Caesar Salad. Quite possibly the best Caesar you will ever eat. Smoky Romaine, sharp Parm and crispy Pancetta bits round this piece of deliciousness. Nicely done Lupo!
Kerala Chicken Masala at Garam Masala – Garam is becoming a regular for us due to its splendid kebabs and colorful curries such as the Dal Makhani, Chicken Tikka Masala and this South Indian delight from the Kerala region. Bright, complex, flavor packed dish we couldn’t get enough of. In a strange way it reminded me of white Alba truffles as in a similar matter I was still enjoying this hours later via a series of pleasant little burbs. Much to the chagrin of the NJ couple I met on the Beach a the time. I suppose I could say its payback for the smells of Central NJ, but I’m too much of a professional to say or write something like that
Fettuccine with Guanciale and Black Truffles at Via Veneto – The fatty, deliciously salty Guanciale (pork cheeks) plays an important part here. But its all about that truffle essence that tells the brain “now this is gonna be yummy (foodie technical term)”. Just like when you put your shoes on and it feels sort of wet inside and you suddenly remember that your toddler was playing hide and seek again in the closet the night before and got a wee bit excited, your brain tells you its time to remove those shoes from your feet. Via Veneto is quickly becoming another Italian force to be reckoned with.
Sautéed Whole Snapper at Bugaloos (top)- A Snapper a day keeps the doctor away… and brings the creditors closer. Take your creditors to Bugaloos so they could understand. Freshly caught Red Snapper doesn’t require too much handling. Some coconut milk, onions, pepper, garlic, and simple seasoning is the best compliment for the mouthwatering perfectly flaky piece of fish. The inner barbarian Ziggy came out to attack this one with full force. While the inner feminine Ziggy required an emergency cookie stop 20 minutes later.
TCI – 7 Top Bites
As published in the current issue of WhereWhenHow
Living in NYC, trying to keep up with the ever so changing dining scene can be quite a challenge. A challenge to avoid according to my Gastroenterologist and Accountant (Its the same person). As a visitor, I’m finding a similar challenge in the island I like to call Providenciales! Rotating chefs, new local spots, new local gatherings (fish fry), and yet another new Italian (yes please) are just some of the exciting changes as of late. More choices normally result in a higher bar. A higher bar means a well fed, happier consumer. Here are 7 dishes that made us happy during the last trip.
B-52s rolls at Sora. Fresh Tuna? check. Avocado? check. Rice Krispies? Yummo! (It appears that the blogger community adopted “Yummo” as the new “Yummy” which reached its expiration date). This was a delicious little snack we shared with our Kite Boarding meshugenahs friends. The name most likely derived from when you pick it up with your chopsticks, it will explode and dirty your pants. When you pick it up with a fork however, it will stain your shirt.. and dirty your pants. I later found out the dish was invented by the owner of a local Laundromat.
Conch Salad at Bugaloos. This is one of those dishes that you know will be good as soon as it arrives. Fresh, plentiful, tender conch that you just cant stop chowing. No surprises here. Unlike the surprise my 11 year old got the other day when her beloved Tootsie Role Industries stock sank as part of her school stock market game. “But daddy, its Tootsie Role! Who doesnt love Tootsie Role?” Same people who love Airplane over Top Secret kid. Enemies of America!
Lobster Risotto With Shiitake at Seaside Café. Probably the most palatable Risotto we’ve had since the truffled beauty we had in Riva Del Garda, Italy (Show off!). Rich, perfectly creamy, perfectly seasoned awesomeness that comes in one size: “Grande” (Read “American”, for Americans, in America. Ok, not quite America but you know what I mean. It just sounds more convincing like that)
Homemade Troccoli “alla Chitarra” with Octopus at Caicos Cafe. Jimmy Hendrix couldn’t play a sweeter tune. Chef “Mad Max” utilizes all sorts of tools in this one including a guitar-like instrument (Chitarra) that he presses against the dough sheet. The result is Pici-like (Tuscan pasta), wonderfully chewy, al dente goodness. Add a super tender South Caicos caught octopus (another tool used to tenderize the Octopus), peas, roasted tomatoes, and basil (all cooked in the octopus own juices), and you have another Caicos Café classic.
Grilled Lobster at Coco Bistro. No wonder everyone looks happy at Provo’s most popular dining spot. The “it’s a small world” ride of Provo continues to shine and dish out goodies such as this that just makes people weep with joy. Caribbean Lobsta! – buttery, sweet, tender, with no hint of dryness. Almost made me forget about Maine Lobster. Almost! Did you know that the most important thing when eating animal testicles is freshness? I had no idea. And I should probably stop watching Andrew Zimmern while writing this stuff (PS Mrs Ziggy, in case I forget we need to get a new remote control. And while you at it check with the butcher about fresh testicles. Emu if possible.. those look nice)
Goat Curry at Jerkey’s. Unless you can find a microwave at the old Sailing Paradise location, consider the still colorful tables of new Jerkey’s. Succulent, mouthwatering, bonier than Sara Jessica Parker goat goodness. We simply could not get enough of this dish, and the fantastic Jerk Chicken which could have easily been on this list instead. A great Provo winter dish when average temps drop from 85°F to 83°F. Its 9°F here in NYC at the time of this writing. You know its cold when your car is more Jewish than you, courtesy of a white yarmulke (sheet of snow) on its roof.
Tiramisu and Panna Cotta with Balsamic reduction at Lupo (Top). A heavenly finish! May possibly be the best Tiramisu I’ve had on the island. The Panna Cotta with the pungent balsamic was very unique and tasty indeed. What a duo! Update on our cold front. Today, NYC is covered with ice. i.e. The annual “Sue Your Neighbor Day”.
Thats all I got folks… gotta run to court… er walk slowly with crutches. Stay Hungry my friends!
TCI – How to Start the Day Properly
Its 6:00 AM. Do you know if you have pool side lounges today? Time to get up and reserve your beach hut for the day… oops, the hut reservations office only opens at 7.. why does the water smell of gas? Oh its coming from the mud I am standing on… wait a minute, you are in a different hotel, and here you reserve a hut at 4:00 PM sharp for the next day. Time to stand on that line…. where did all these cruise ships and Russian babushkas come from… Waking up in cold sweat. What a bizarre dream. I’m not in Aruba, YES! A nice long walk, some Beach Yoga, and a trip to Tatiana (Caicos Bakery) is in order in this fine morning in Providenciales.
This post is gonna be short and sweet. I’ll let the pictures do most of the talking this time. For the past 6 years or so Caicos Bakery, the quintessential mom and pop French bakery has been dishing out all sorts of baked goodies. From baguettes, quiches, croissants, donuts, to a plethora of mouth watering pastries. Every other morning, I get those looks at the breakfast buffet. “Here comes that idiot again with his own bread”. Hey, I’m on vacation and bread is important to me. And if I have easy access to a bakery where I can get baguettes that will give me that serious oomph to my breakfast, than why not take advantage. But if you have a view like below, might as well take advantage of that. There will be no eye rolling done in that balcony, guarantee. Unless you tell the wife that you had another cougar checking you out during Beach Yoga
Freshness, attention to detail, and hard work is key here. Provo has seen its share of bakeries come and go over the years. Its usually when they realize they need to wake up at 4 am and work their butt off all day, they give up. The island’s locals and tourists are lucky to have the hard working team of Tatiana, Eric, and Frederic around.













































































