Photo by Leo Borovskiy, Lush Life Productions
Sometimes I actually do venture to the Upper West Side. How can you resist this tasty drink at this gorgeous bar? Read more about it in my latest Mix it Up column at Serious Eats NY.
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Millions of Peaches
Peaches for me.* I really thought that 9 lbs of peaches was a typo in my CSA announcement yesterday. Apparently, I was wrong. I gave a bunch to @CodeNY and left some for Caroline but still have at least a dozen. If I wasn't heading out of town this weekend, there'd be some peach pie and/or jam happening.
*Now you've got that song in your head too. Enjoy.
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Deliciousness
Bread with salted butter and thinly sliced radishes. So simple yet so irresistible. Katie and I were eating this all weekend.
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All For You, Dear Readers
I’ve been keeping busy — blogging about the Manhattan Cocktail Classic and interviewing Dave Wondrich on Savory Cities, and doing extensive research at Eleven Madison Park and Fatty Crab Uptown for upcoming cocktail columns. Life is rough.
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On the Fritz
I returned home last night from a very relaxing weekend all ready to get some work done for this week's blog posts. Instead, I came home to find my internet down once again. Now this has happened twice before, and each time I made an appointment for an RCN technician to come fix it. Also each time, it has fixed itself before the technician was scheduled to come. This time, regardless of whether it fixes itself before 11 am today, I'm having the technician come replace my modem. This is ridiculous. (And PS, I'm posting from my BlackBerry, which is my only connection to the outside world at the moment.)
UPDATE: And of course, it fixed itself at 11:30, but I'm still waiting for RCN. Sigh.
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Cocktails Anyone?
So in addition to my weekly Meet and Eat post on Serious Eats, I'm now doing a weekly cocktail column. First up, Mayahuel — anyone up for some tequila and/or mezcal? Here's a picture I took that night that didn't make it into the column. Cochinita anyone?
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Glee
I watched the first episode of Glee and absolutely adored it. It was like some sort of mash-up flashback to my years of MTM (Musical Theatre Machine), college and law school a cappella groups, stage band, musicals, the Law Revue show, and ACMAP (a.k.a. band camp) all rolled into one, except with a much healthier dose of angst than anything I ever experienced in reality. Or at least if there was angst, or if we were being called losers behind our backs in high school, I was too blissfully oblivious to notice. I spent so much time in my high school auditorium that when they remodeled it, I took a piece of the stage home (I wasn't the only one, for the record). It still sitting in a closet up in Maine to this day (I hope). I look back at all of those experiences with sheer, well, glee, and find that singing and theatre is the one thing that I don't have time for anymore that I truly, truly miss with all of my heart. Yes, I'm a dork, but proud of it as all hell.
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Dear Internet
Dear Internet,
I'm hoping you can help me. I did something stupid. I was trying to be helpful — really, I was. We had a large group hoping to eat at Momofuku Ssam Bar this week so I jumped online and made a reservation for the bo ssam. I was thrilled to see the green checkmarks and grabbed a 6:30 reservation for our group of 8. Thrilled, that is, until much later last night (after the 24 hour cancellation cutoff) when I realized that I had made the reservation for Wednesday instead of Thursday, once again proving that three years of law school does not make you smart.
Can you help me find someone with a group of friends who wants to gorge on some pork-o-licious bo ssam TONIGHT at 6:30? If so, please email me. Who can resist this? Thanks much.
Love, Laren
PS — UPDATE: Am now just looking for dining companions — keeping the reservation! Let me know! xoxo
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Mismatched
I ran into an ex yesterday morning on the subway. This, of course, meant that I was still slightly foggy, and he had to call my name a few times before I heard him, but we had a nice little chat. Also turns out I had bumped into a good friend of his a few weeks back (thanks, Twitter!). As pleasant as our chat was (and as much as I suddenly realized he looks a bit like Chris O'Donnell, whose face seems to be plastered all over busses lately), it was still crystal clear that we are not meant to be — he was mentioning how his new apartment was right across from the bike path, which made his early morning rides so much easier, and I was reading a book about cheese. Not much has changed.
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Another Thing of Beauty
The oyster sampler platter at Aquagrill. Not a bad way to start a Sunday. (Here's a prior thing of beauty.)