Morocco Leads to Cuba in Harlem

February 16, 2010
Morocco Leads to Cuba in Harlem I don't pretend to be objective when I go on a taxi adventure: I know I’m biased in favor of cabbies and that I start out trusting their culinary judgment. But sometimes a conversation with a taxi driver reveals assumptions I didn't know I had. I love it when this happens...

Featured Cabbie: Lonnie “Wisefool the Cab Driver” McCreery

February 12, 2010
Featured Cabbie: Lonnie “Wisefool the Cab Driver” McCreery Taxis might not be the first thing that come to mind when you think of L.A., but it shouldn't be too surprising that the City of Angels has its own cool mix of cabbies behind the wheel. Still, Lonnie "Wisefool the Cab Driver" McCreery wouldn't be your average hack in any city.

A Pastrami Break and an Adventure Postponed

February 10, 2010
A Pastrami Break and an Adventure Postponed Today's taxi adventure has been pushed back due to snow, wind and slush. In the meantime, I wanted to share the gastronomic highlight of a weekend behind the wheel of a yellow cab: the pastrami sandwich at 2nd Ave Deli.

An Eating Map for New York Taxi Drivers

February 8, 2010
After three weeks of hacking in New York, I understand what might drive a cabbie to eat at McDonald's: it's fast, it's cheap, there’s a bathroom, and there’s parking nearby. But I'd like to think there are places that fit this description that aren’t McDonald's. Enter my new food map for New York cabbies.

Turkish Delight, Further Afield

February 5, 2010
Turkish Delight, Further Afield Back in January, after Huseyin Kanal led my co-adventurer and me to Adana kebab at Uskudar and extraordinary baklava at Gulluoglu, we knew we had to try the cabbie’s favorite spot for chicken gyro in New York. When he agreed to meet us there, we were even more inspired to check it out...

Into the Driver’s Seat: Hunger Leads to Lahore

February 3, 2010
Into the Driver’s Seat: Hunger Leads to Lahore Between getting totally turned around in Greenwich Village, getting reamed by a worker bee who wanted me to step on it as we climbed 6th Avenue, and having a woman call me “sir” for the duration of our journey from Union Square to Soho, Saturday was a hard time to be behind the wheel...