Ligaya Mishan treks to Midwood to try the city's lone Moldovan restaurant, called, well, Moldova.
The design is kitschy but, "I felt as if I had crashed a wedding and been immediately made welcome," she says. And, "The menu is too much for a party of two. Even four would be overcome. Bring everyone you can
and stack the table with creamy salads of veal tongue or salmon and red caviar; mititei, sausages attended by mustard, raw onions and pale, vinegary peas; and kashkaval." [NYT][Courtesy of Moldova restaurant]