E 'with great joy that I get no info from beaches Bologna, in this case my friend Stephen the way she took the "under 20" and has "proven" in the gray london, I would say with good results.
Now you only need to go for a ride to Milan and
Here's his test :-) favoloso report!
"MILANO UNDER 20!" by Stefano Kalashnikov Collective Milano
Bolognesi in gita! Se capitate a Milano sappiate che é una città piena zeppa di ristorantini fighetti in cui non mangi un cazzo e lasci uno stipendio alla cassa, ma anche di posti scorreggioni tipo Gigi il Troione, da sollazzo totale e prezzo adatto alle tasche di un povero punk che ancora non riesce a rinunciare alla deplorevole pratica borghese della ristorazione a pagamento.
Ringraziando Marzia per aver ospitato dei forestieri su queste pagine, vi inizieremo alla ristorazione milanese a basso costo, per punk e metallari buongustai che amano infilare le gambe sotto ad un tavolo. Premettendo che siamo vegetariani, e che quindi there we will talk about sausages and salami, here's an overview of three different types of economic Milanese restaurant, so you can orient yourself in the sprawling metropolis ...
1) THE SINO-ITALIAN-RESTAURANT PERUVIAN
Japanese-Italian Restaurants-Chinese-Japanese -Peruvians are absurd places run by Chinese where you can dine at ridiculous prices in a desperately bleak and a TV permanently tuned to Channel 5. They are the (de) generation after the traditional Chinese restaurant, but that is not yet ready to leap to the fake sushi bar. In restaurants, Italian-Chinese-Japanese-Peruvian dishes are cooked in every place and every time to meet the tastes of the diverse ethnic groups living in the city. In the evening, however, are besieged by families national-popular in the world, with strollers and grandparents in tow. Usually these hellish places are recognized by the term "specialty fish" on the sign. The presence of the word "Grill" is a symptom of national-popular handcuff. There are restaurants where the atmosphere is banned from lighting neon para-hospital, mobile phones ringing with the ringtones you can buy the TV, crying babies and, in the background, Striscia la Notizia (or the Champions). These are places punk / metal friendly course, because the Chinese do not give a fuck, you can go naked with a sock and the pea that they make you sit and bring you the menu.
However, be careful: usually eat dimmerda, the plastic tablecloths are greasy and the wine can of paraffin. Not always be so, but be good at dribbling the worst. These are ideal places for dinner / lunch with informal burp free and almost non-existent claims. Ideal menu for vegans: pens to, sauteed vegetables with tofu, white rice and half of wine a litrozzo methanol. All this will not cost more than € 9.
Considering that 50% of restaurants now in Milan and managed by Chinese, it is not difficult to find in these restaurants, but if you want to try the best Chinese restaurant that combines great quality for the price ... Well, you go where the Chinese eat! That Paolo Sarpi in Milan's Chinatown ...
Up to fifteen years ago, Via Paolo Sarpi was a mediocre shopping street today is an indescribable jubilation of a Chinese business ugliest and other kitsch. Even the side streets are now under assault by the Chinese, who have finally settled the neighborhood. It 'just that arise in the side streets, the shops of Chinese-to-China's most absurd: boutiques, butchers, greengrocers, real estate companies, tax consultants and stylists with windows like this (note the word):
A typology still quite rare and particular restaurant China has made a bargain price from their inns-for-Chinese-Chinese. It is not easy to find them because they are usually small and well camouflaged. As the restaurant "by Zhong" that is being Aleardi.
It 's a hole, covered up with a twenty and was created as a resting place for the Chinese community. In fact it has nothing to do with the classic Chinese restaurant: no spring rolls, no clouds of dragon, no chicken with almonds ... Here is how to cook food in the Chinese countryside, with original ingredients and taste for the presentation of all the Chinese dishes, or cooked food and stored at random on a plate. Da Zhong almost never not enter Western but when they do they are greeted with courtesy of Zhong family, whose members, however, speak only Chinese. The menu does not exist: there is a refrigerator with vegetables and other groceries in macabre kind of fish heads and entrails of a pig and indicates with his finger what he wants, that one takes it and cook it yourself. Suffice it to say that you are vegetarian and then make their own. Da Zhong you can enjoy unique and hard to find vegetables such as eggplant or Chinese Ginseng plant. Punk and metal-friendly way: inside the Chinese customers and scaracchia smoke freely on the ground, but not do the same with too much ease as if you are not Chinese is not the case. Strongly discouraged in the evenings which take place settling of accounts between mafia with tables of Chinese and those drunks who scream like crazy and throw things.
Not far from the restaurant "Da Zhong", Via Paolo Sarpi there is a paradise for vegans: gastronomy "by Zhong" (it will be relative?) Specializing in the production of tofu! This is a unique place, also attended by Chinese, but of course very friendly with the Italics. Fresh tofu, fried tofu, dried tofu, flavored tofu, tofu caramelized ... tofu of all kinds!
If you wish to complete the tour of Chinatown with something really crazy punk I suggest you shop in Via Rosmini:
This is a china shop of "clothing and accessories, punk, metal, emo and rock (As stated in the sign), like those groups, however, j-rock version of ultra-discount. As in all the other shops in Chinese clothes, the atmosphere is bleak and wildly items are stored in anonymous boxes. You can find corsets bdsm with slogans such as "Anarchy", "Punk" or "Fuck", tank tops with straps and zippers from darkettone Sunday, studs, plastic or something more casual like a leopard vest 100% polyester plush that can not be rubbed too much if not catch fire transformed into human torches.
2) KEBABBARO THE RUIN HC
If you like something quick and painless, the classics are an kebabbari abbordabilissima sia per chi ha le pezze al culo sia per chi é vegano (opzione falafel). Alcuni però vanno evitati dopo una certa ora, perché frequentati da sudamericani che alla fine rompono sempre una bottiglia di heineken sul bordo del marciapiede e si tagliano la gola a vicenda o da sbirri annoiati che ti fermano e ti controllano i documenti mentre quegli altri, di fianco, si tagliano la gola con la bottiglia. Considerate poi che la maggior parte dei kebabbari non ha posti per sedersi o veri e propri tavoli, ma solo mensole lungo le pareti e si finisce sempre per mangiare uno di fianco all'altro senza guardarsi, come in un pisciatoio. Poi il cibo é sempre uguale: un falafel mangiato in Bovisa ha lo stesso sapore di uno mangiato al Corvetto: solo i più esperti falafel eaters fail to detect the subtle differences between a sandwich and the other (the differences depend on how the chips they put in are withered). Punk / metal also these friendly, but beware: the Chinese are atheists, but the managers of kebab or are practicing Muslims or Orthodox Christians, and a few curses! In addition, in cases of Islamic orthodoxy: zero beer, soft drinks only.
not really make sense to recommend a kebabbaro rather than another because they are all equal.
However, if you like a falafel, Go and eat in the neighborhood bounded by unnamed Corso Buenos Aires, Via Vittorio Veneto, Via Via Pisani and Vitruvius (stop MM1 Porta Venezia). We do this neighborhood we call the quadrilateral (because the shape of a square), but no one knows what his name. It is a fact that is the last real neighborhood punk and "real" alternative to Milan, still (thankfully) untouched. Clearly we would not punks, they are all like fools to the canals, which in the '80s were actually a neighborhood punk, but today are just a pit of local jocks, alterntive-chic boutiques and trendy stuff, in short, a place with the expensive and snobbish. This area is rather an elusive reality and unclassifiable bar where live, Ethiopian, Senegalese local, kiosks, Turkish, Indian and Chinese restaurants, caterers next in comics stores, used book stores (kiosks in Porta Venezia specialized in old issues of porn magazines and Chronicle Vera), used records, film schlock (the immortal "Bloodbuster" Via Castaldi, where you will find every movie you really bad comes to mind), the ethnic food market and other shops cult as "the oasis of the shoe and the hairdresser" Islamabad ". A multicultural neighborhood where he finally breathed a different air than usual. From the gastronomic point of view there is really everything: Milanese trattorias, a Thai restaurant furnished with style kung fu movies of the '70s, Indian restaurants with the carpet on the ceiling, some restaurants Eritrea, a Chinese restaurant serving local cuisine of northern China specialized in Chinese fondue fearsome, some prestigious restaurants, Italian-Chinese-Japanese-Peruvian restaurant specializing in cheap and rough service. Returning to
kebabbari, our advice is to go and get a falafel and a beer away from the Turkish kebabbaro highest-rated zone, or "Imperator Kebab" by way of buildings, and to enjoy the comfort of andarveli punk Fountain Street between San Gregory and Via Benedetto Marcello, pleasant and secrecy, where there is also a kiosk that sells cold beer (if you are thirsty).
3) LA TRATTORIA fart
La terza categoria di ristoranti economici milanesi purtroppo, é in via di estinzione. Parlo delle fatidiche trattorie. Ahaaa! Che belle le vecchie trattorie con i quadri-crosta di Teomondo Scrofalo alle pareti, il cartello “Non si fa credito a nessuno” e l’orologio da muro omaggio del Cynar, fermo. Fino ad una ventina di anni fa spopolavano, oggi è diventato sempre più difficile trovare una vera, incontaminata trattoria. Sono state tutte rilevate per costruirci dentro i luoghi di cui al punto uno e due, oppure sono state ristrutturate, se la tirano e hanno alzato i prezzi. Qualcuna però resiste, ad esempio “Da Franca e Lillo”, in via Imbriani, quartiere Bovisa, an old working-class neighborhood that was teeming with pubs, at least until the factories were open (now a university district with very high copy shops ...).
Franca and Lilly are in Sicily and opened this family-run trattoria in the 70s. It is understood that they were in the 70s because the decor has remained the same since. Even
Lilly seems to be the emergence of a poliziottesco 70s. The menu is, however, to Lilly's from boredom if they're browsing: you have to rely on him. Dining at Lilly as live acts of a drama gourmet already written and which is repeated with the same formulas, the same as always: you sit on the table as they appear, without applying for, appetizers, then goes to the first there is the usual push and pull and eventually brings you what he wants. The house specialty is spaghetti carters. Employers whose employees made the lunch break by Lillo have forbidden them to order spaghetti Carrettiera. The reason is clear: it could be described as a bowl of boiling oil, garlic, chilli, basil and pecorino cheese in which some surf spaghetti desperate. In short, a sort of garlic / oil nth destructive. We then move to the second, for us vegetarians and smoked provolone grilled, with a hint of sweat cigarette fabulous. Contour? French fries, but not those frozen but those cut by hand from France, as in times gone by. Grand final round of cupcake and cannoli in Sicily and the two ever-present bottles of limoncello and raisins abandoned on the table at the mercy of alcoholic lusts of the diners. Stortissimi usually comes with a breath like the sewers of Calcutta and the smile on his face. Expenditure: € 20 per head, which is a bit ', but given the quality and quantity of food, hospitality 70s, the weather at hand that there is not even at home, one evening every now and then there is great. Punk / metal band friendly!
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