Food and Drink
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Dreaming of Truffles and a Clean Apartment
I didn’t take any pictures at the Gothamist/Slice pizza party at Fornino last night because I was too busy enjoying the outstanding truffle pizza — a white pie with mozzarella and fontina cheeses, generously topped with shaved black truffles and garlicky truffle oil. Thinking about it still makes me drool. Check out Flickr for others’
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Whirlwind
Sorry for the dead air around here — I’ve just been very busy. Will fill in the details later, but highlights include: playing flip cup, Dinosaur BBQ, the Oscars, a new trainer, an organic meal at Scottadito, and a meat overload with the Gothamist team And now, a few days of vegetarian detox are in
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Apparently It’s Time . . .
for me to move to Brooklyn. Why? Because in one evening between the hours of 7 and 10:30, I not only got to see the folks I came out there to see — Jonathan, Jen and a sleeping Oscar and Doug and Leora, but I ran into not one but two people I know. First
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Catching Up Yet Again
Things I have not yet written about that I did last week (among other things that I did but may likely not write about because they are too boring) with extremely brief commentary: ate at Little Giant (scrumptious, get the brussels sprouts, as they’re merely an excuse to eat spoonsful of butter and maple syrup
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Catching Up Again
Time to catch up, but first of all, if you haven’t said hello yet, please do — I’m truly enjoying everyone’s comments! Let’s see. Last week I went to a press party at Xing and it was like food blogger central — Augie came with me and I met Ben from Eater, the guys from
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When Pigs Fly
I love this picture of the pig animal crackers and truffles from the Applewood Meet the Farmer dinner I went to with Katie last week where we got to meet Mike and Jen from Flying PIgs Farm. Also filed under the category of when pigs fly . . . Despite my past history in the
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Cheesy Poofs and Billy Joel
Sometimes I take a moment in the middle of what I’m doing to realize how incredibly lucky I am. I had several moments like this over the past few days. First, what was going to be an ordinary night (gym, home, bed) ended up with a lovely dinner with Rob at Bar Carrera (If you
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Ode to the Orange
Believe it or not it has been years since I’ve eaten and enjoyed an orange. Why? Well, many years ago, my grandpa Jules, who was once in the produce business, introduced me to clementines. They were sweet, juicy, easy to peel, seedless, and absolutely delicious. In contrast nine times out of ten, when I tried
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Good Thing I Stayed in Friday
Siberia Signage Because Saturday started early with a gym date — spin and yoga with Kim — and then on to our "first Saturdays" brunch with the girls. We get together for brunch on the first Saturday of each month (this was our third month), drink bloody marys, catch up, talk about boys, laugh our
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A Family That Eats Together
My brother, sister and I got together this weekend for a belated exchanging of Chanukah gifts. My sister and I had pulled together a gourmet gift bag of sorts for my brother — funky sauces, Valrhona chocolate, a sake set. He then turned around and gave me . . . a gourmet gift bag. My