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  • Panic Mode

    I spent a great deal of time this weekend relaxing — reading, walking with Mox, cooking — with no fixed agenda. It was lovely. Now I am back in the grind and realizing that I have less than a week to get my act together for the holidays. I'm not even going to mention the fact that I totally missed Chanukah (luckily my family is fairly lax about on-time gift-giving), but the timing means that this week/weekend is going to be a bit crazed with making toffee and granola, tips, donations, and gifts. Why did I relax so much this weekend!?!

  • Booze You Can Use: Have The Last Word

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    Photo courtesy of Oh Gosh

    Last night I dined with my friend Sarah at the bar at Minetta Tavern. We each started with a cocktail — Sarah a Manhattan, and I The Last Word. Although I often trend towards brown spirits in the colder weather, for some reason, the combination of gin, lime, green Chartreuse and Maraschino hit the spot last night — refreshing, calming after a busy day, and a light prelude to our dinner.

    The Last Word
    equal parts:
    Gin
    Fresh lime juice
    Green Chartreuse
    Maraschino liqueur
    Shake with ice and strain into a chilled coupe.

  • Constant Craving

    I am seriously craving a decent latke yet I don't have the time/energy to make them this year. Must see if I can fit in a pilgrimage to Russ and Daughters on Saturday so I can make it in time . . .

  • Booze you Can Use: Speed Rack TONIGHT!

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    Booze. Boobs. Fast women. Me slinging punch. Be there. No excuses. Back the rack.

  • Booze You Can Use: Have Some Glögg

    The first time I learned about Glögg was in college. Someone had introduced it to my college a cappella group and it quickly became part of our annual holiday tradition. It still lives on, umpteen million years later. I don't know if they're still lighting it on fire (inevitably scorching someone's eyebrows off) or drinking it out of a stolen trophy, but I'm sure they've come up with their own traditions by now.

    I stole this recipe from NPR, who got it from the Norwegian embassy. They know their Glögg.

    Glögg
    Aquavit (or brandy or vodka)
    Burgundy or pinot noir wine
    Port wine
    Raisins
    White sugar
    Cinnamon sticks
    Cloves
    Cardamom seeds
    One orange
    One piece of ginger
    Blanched almonds

    Step 1: Soak
    1/2 cup of raisins in one cup of aquavit; Brandy or vodka can be used instead. Soak for 30 minutes
    before Step 2.

    Step 2: Put a
    large pot on the stove, over high heat. Add one cup of water and 1/2
    cup sugar to the pot, and stir with a wooden spoon until the sugar is
    completely dissolved.

    Step 3: Lower
    the heat to medium and add your spices – two sticks of cinnamon (each
    broken in half); four whole cloves; six whole cardamom seeds, crushed by
    hand; a thinly shaved orange peel; and one small piece of ginger,
    peeled and cut in half. Stir again with wooden spoon. Do not allow the
    mix to come to a boil from this point on.

    Step 4: Add the aquavit-raisin mixture, two cups of burgundy or pinot noir wine and two cups of port wine.

    Step 5: Sweeten and spice to taste.

    Step 6: Strain, garnish with raisins and slices of blanched almond — and serve hot off the stove.

    Note: The drink can be made a day ahead and kept covered, on the stove, at room temperature. Just reheat before serving.

  • Long Live the Dinner Party!

    I already posted this New York Times article, "Guess Who Isn't Coming to Dinner?" on my Facebook page, but I have a great deal more to say about the topic of the allegedly endangered dinner party. First and foremost — it's not endangered. At least not in my apartment. Not my in current apartment or any other prior dwelling in which I've lived. I think in every dorm or apartment I've ever lived in that had a kitchen to cook in, I've hosted a dinner party of some sort.

    I think part of the problem is that some people panic when they think about hosting a dinner party, thinking it needs to be a fancy, Martha Stewart-esque affair with multiple courses and intricate recipes. It doesn't. At all. Cook something simple — ideally something you've cooked before — and provide a comfortable atmosphere for your guests. If they offer to bring something, let them. Hell, tell them exactly what to bring: "Can you bring cheese and crackers? A dessert of some sort?" One less thing for you to prepare.

    My favorite season for dinner parties is now — the fall and winter. Ideally, when I have some outdoor space and a grill to call my own, this will change, but fall and winter allow for simple, comforting dishes that are good for a group: lasagna (a big dinner party winner), stews, hearty pastas, roasts, or anything in the slow cooker. On a freezing cold Sunday, what better to do than stay home, play some music, maybe open a bottle of wine and fill your home with tantalizing aromas. In a few hours, you're joined by a group of guests of your choosing, talk away the hours, eat and laugh heartily, and generally end up with leftovers. If you're lucky, one or more of your guests will offer to do the dishes. Let them.

    I probably have someone over for dinner at least twice a month, and I should do it more often. Sounds like a good New Year's resolution in the making. Who's hungry?

  • Booze You Can Use: The Holiday Spirits Bazaar

    The holidays are just around the corner, a fact which still seems completely mind-boggling to me. Even for those of us who aren't yet ready, the Third Annual Holiday Spirits Bazaar is a fun and boozy way to kick off the holiday season. $45 gets you admission to the Astor Center, 399 Lafayette Street, for either the 1-4 pm or 7-10 pm sessions, each with cheese and charcuterie from Stinky Bklyn and cocktails galore. And in the holiday spirit, a portion of the evening's proceeds will benefit the Children’s Aid Society of New York, and guests are asked to bring a new, unwrapped toy or non-perishable food for victims of Hurricane Sandy.  See you Saturday — cheers!

  • Today’s Soundtrack

    (I'm Gonna) Run Away, by Joan Jett, circa 1981.