"I can't stop thinking about the meal I had earlier today. I have to review it. It was mind-bendingly good.I hate to be one of -those- guys, but, I've been to Uzbekistan, mainly to hunt down one of my favorite cuisines. This meal differentiated itself from other authentic food experiences in big diverse cities in that the main dish I ordered, the plov, was at least as good, if not possibly even better than that which I had in Samarkand. It was so balanced, sweet carrots tender meat perfectly toothsome chickpeas and meat grease-soaked grains of delicious rice cooked to the right amount of doneness. There was even a nice whole chile in there for optional spice if you squeeze it with a spoon. So fun.The samsas were crisp and juicy and burning hot, just like the ones I had overseas. Those however had a slight edge over the ones I ate here because they were cooked outside over a fire in an old tandoor. But unlike other samsas I've had in Brooklyn and Queens, these were quite evocative of the real thing. Yum."
