I really do enjoy writing anything about foie gras on Gothamist because it gets the commenters all up in a tizzy. My favorite quote from one of them on yesterday’s post: "It could be made from the hearts of a 1,000 little kittens and I would still think it was dee-lish-ous!"
Category: Food and Drink
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Gobble, Gobble
Bonjour! I’m back from Paris and am up in Maine, doing the Thanksgiving thing. Will have a full report shortly, but pics will have to wait until I’m back home (although I didn’t take as many as one might imagine). Have a great Thanksgiving!
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I’m Drivin’ in My Car
Well, not my car. A rental car. I (and my passagers) survived my first time driving around and out of Manhattan — somehow I managed to make it this far without doing it. It went just fine, for the record. OJ was full of friends, fun, food, music, a great run in the pine-scented air, and a fantastic video that Jay made to commemorate our 10th annual OJ.
Upon returning home on Sunday, I was able to sneak in a power nap before heading off to my judging duties at the Vendy’s — you can find out who won on Gothamist. It was an incredibly fun event, and I got to see a cross-section of my world: mom, beach house folks, public interest law folks, food people — they were all there. I somehow managed to take very few pictures the whole weekend, but I’ll get them up soon.
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Not Bitter
Things that made me smile yesterday:
– leaving for work without a jacket;
– listening to and singing along to Fidelity by Regina Spektor for the umpteenth time in a row (thanks, Ben!);
– listening to Catch Me Now I’m Falling by the Kinks yet again;
– dinner with Jimmy at Tides (go try the boulliabaise immediately if not sooner);
– a message from my mom telling me that I’m mentioned by name on page 52 of Time Out New York (the only other Vendy Judge mentioned was Mimi Sheraton!);
– watching the premiere of Top Chef 2 right before bed. -
Vend-o-Riffic!
It’s that time of year again — time for the second annual Vendy Awards! The finalists have been announced, so come join me and the rest of my esteemed panel of judges for a night of food, fun, and social justice at this fundraiser for the Urban Justice Center’s Street Vendor Project. Tickets are $50 and are available online. Sunday, October 22nd from 6 p.m. – 8:30 p.m. at St. Marks Church-in-the-Bowery, Second Avenue and East 10th Street. Hope you can make it!
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Weekend Wrapup
Brunch was a huge success (although I’m still perfecting my bloody mary recipe) and, as usual, evolved into an afternoon and evening of festivities, including watching baseball at the Stoned Crow and a trip to Otto (shocking, I know). Sunday was a lazy, lazy day, with plenty of couch time, a mani/pedi, and shopping for a dinner party at Ben’s. The Lovely Miss Katie and I made our inaugural fall risotto and a salad with figs, toasted walnuts, and parmesan cheese. We were too stuffed to make much of a dent in the pastries that Art has bought, but all in all, it was a terrific way to spend a Sunday night. I also can’t forget our yummy dinner on Friday night at Saigon Grill — me, my bro & sis, and their respective significant others. I think Saigon Grill is going to be a fixture on my ordering-in rotation.
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Yum!
I forgot to mention that I was profiled recently on FoodCandy — go check it out. Feel free to join up and add me as a friend. And speaking of food, just returned from Time Out’s Eat Out event. For the first time, I didn’t take one picture of food, which was actually quite pleasant. But, for those of you who really need the food porn, here are last year’s pics.
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Weekend Wrapup
After going to the FoodCandy meetup and meeting some lovely new folks, I made myself a simple dinner before heading off to Stephanie’s birthday soiree Friday night. Due to the acoustics at the bar, however, it was a little hard to catch up with anyone or, more accurately, nobody could hear me. I have one of those voices that simply does not carry in a loud bar. On my way back home, I got a text message from Luke, and we were able to chat (quietly) over a glass of wine. Saturday, I was up early to head to Rhinebeck for Yael and Jonathan’s wedding, which was great fun — congrats again to both of you! The Lovely Miss Katie and I were both in attendance, as were my dad and Joan — I even convinced my dad to dance with me.
Finally, I spent yesterday relaxing before cooking yet another fantabulous meal with Jimmy. This time around we made a pumpkin and sage risotto topped with seared scallops and a sage and truffle butter. To go with we made oven roasted tomatoes with herbed breadcrumbs and parmesan cheese and roasted zucchini and onions. The grand finale was individual molten chocolate cakes with whipped cream (and the very last of my aged Havana Club rum).
I’ve been putting off writing about that meal all day because I’ve been fasting for Yom Kippur, but now I’m off to a breakfast, so I figured I handle it with less than 45 minutes to go until eating!
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How the Hell Could I Forget the Chickens?!?
There’s no way I could have forgotten them since somebody took eighty gazillion pictures of them with my camera. Then again, I was sort of obsessed with the prizewinning produce myself. The pictures from Maine are up, including a bunch from the Common Ground Country Fair, an annual event hosted by the Maine Organic Farmers and Gardeners Association. Between that and reading The Omnivore’s Dilemma
, I convinced myself to get a winter share in a CSA so I can eat local farm-produced veggies and meat all winter. And I will do my best never to eat corn-fed beef again. Eeeew.
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Some “Foodie” I Am
Of Gourmet’s top 50 restaurants in the U.S., I’ve only eaten at four (and only two in New York): Per Se, Babbo, Fore Street, and Herbsaint. Guess I have some work to do . . .
