According to Hugh, perhaps it is. Another gem, although this one is (thankfully) not dedicated to me like some of the others. Off to the beach for a 3 day weekend — woo hoo! I can’t wait to get on that ferry. In case you need something to occupy you while I’m off, I just uploaded some pictures from the crawfish boil and a karaoke night a while back. Enjoy.
Cartoon courtesy of Gaping Void.
I noticed yesterday that someone got here by doing a Google search for the term "pork butt." Now, thankfully, I’m not the number one result for this search, but I am on the first page. I also read this fantastic article in yesterday’s NTY Dining section about the New York restaurant scene’s current fascination with fat. Believe it or not, I have not eaten all of the dishes featured in the article, but I have managed to sample most of them over the years: the bo ssam at Momofuku Ssam Bar, the pig extravaganza at Daisy May’s BBQ (on Valentine’s Day, no less), the lardo pizza at Otto (and the lardo spread at Del Posto), the crispy pork with pickled watermelon at Fatty Crab, the sweetbreads at Prune, the deviled eggs on top of crispy pork jowl at Resto, and the roquefort burger and chicken liver toasts at the Spotted Pig. And, believe it or not, my cholesterol is just fine, thank you very much.
Recovering from today’s Big Apple BBQ Block Party — so much for yesterday’s run! Had a great weekend in addition to the meatfest — dinner at Pacifico on Friday night with Jenn D., the long run, a trip to the airport to say hello to Jennie, who was on her way from Jamaica to Maine, sneaker shopping with Bill, a nap, and evening festivities with Rob Y. and Joe, including Jodi’s roofdeck soiree and a late night trip to Blue Ribbon for oysters, steak tartare, marrow bones, cava and great company. If only the weekend were a day or two longer . . .
Just got back from my longest run ever — somewhere between 5 1/2 – 6 miles. Thanks to the Joe running team, especially Gabby, who kept me company at my pace.
This is the number of calories I burned in a boxing class on Monday night, according to my heart rate monitor. For comparison’s sake: a 45 minute spin class burns about 450, the kickboxing class I like burns about 550. This is also the reason I am still so sore that it still hurts my arms to brush my hair and it hurts my legs every time I stand up. I had never taken this boxing class before — I’ll definitely keep it in the rotation — but, man, did it kick my ass.
Had a great inaugural weekend at the beach, with a gorgeous beach day on Saturday, a delicious lamb dinner, and great company. Thanks to Rob, Bill and Sam for joining me! The "extra toasty pine nut action" refers to a conversation we had about the toasted pine nuts that I put in my spinach salad one night; Matt greatly appreciated them, and it’s possible that it might end up as someone’s theoretical online dating profile headline (or so he threatened). The pictures are here — not that many this time around.
Got a call yesterday from Nathan, who informed me that one of my pictures is famous — he’s featured in a CNN article, and I took the picture of him "reading" in the bathtub. Now I’m just waiting for the royalties to start pouring in . . .
The Seattle pics are up but I’m still cleaning them up a bit, so will add the link later.
I’m off to the beach for my first weekend of the season — hooray!
Last night at swim class I had a breakthrough. We had a sub, and he made us swim three sets of 3X100 meters, with only 10 second between each 100 and 90 seconds of rest between each set. (Warning — I’m about to dork out here for a second) Using the two-beat kick we had learned in class, I was able to finish the three sets without once feeling tired or breathless. I was in shock. For the first time, I realized that I just might be able to pull of the swim portion of the tri, especially since it’s not until August! Woo hoo!
And on an unrelated note, the pictures of last night’s pork-fest are up.
Yes, I’m still recovering from Seattle and everything I ate/drank there. Didn’t stop me and some other brave souls from heading to Momofuku Ssam Bar for the Bo Ssam and more. And now starts the detox/serious triathlon training.
