If you can't make it to a bazzar in Tangiers or Istanbul, try walking into Kalustyan's in New York City. You get the same feeling of wandering along narrow thoroughfares (aisles in this case) and knowing you are not in Kansas anymore. One step inside and you have left the city for the
Middle East, sans an airline ticket and passport.
Aisle after aisle is packed floor to ceiling with spices, flours, grains, and condiments. Every color of dal imaginable, every dried legume you ever knew about and several others you hadn't heard of, chestnut, rye, garbanzo, amaranth flours, they're all there just waiting to inspire your culinary imagination.
Having little time and being overwhelmed by the selections, I only picked up 2 items, and vowed to come back to buy more; the longest journeys start with a few steps.
Middle East, sans an airline ticket and passport.
Aisle after aisle is packed floor to ceiling with spices, flours, grains, and condiments. Every color of dal imaginable, every dried legume you ever knew about and several others you hadn't heard of, chestnut, rye, garbanzo, amaranth flours, they're all there just waiting to inspire your culinary imagination.
Having little time and being overwhelmed by the selections, I only picked up 2 items, and vowed to come back to buy more; the longest journeys start with a few steps.
Located at 123 Lexington Ave
New York NY 10016
(212) 683-8458
(212) 683-8458
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