OK, so I need to start expending more calories in a day than I take in, as summer may show up one of these days and I'd like to look better in those "cute t-shirts that make casual, sexy!" But I really can't settle on any one restrictive eating program. So I'm going to try them all, a different diet a day until I either find one that sticks or get fed up and return to my slothful ways.
Monday, May 23, 2011
A diet a day, starting now
OK, so I need to start expending more calories in a day than I take in, as summer may show up one of these days and I'd like to look better in those "cute t-shirts that make casual, sexy!" But I really can't settle on any one restrictive eating program. So I'm going to try them all, a different diet a day until I either find one that sticks or get fed up and return to my slothful ways.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Parked Food Festival Governor's Island 9/5/10
Of course, this was MY idea. I've never been to Governor's
So Joe and I got ourselves motivated and the crack of
The line for the ferry probably should have indicated the crowds we'd find on the island, but there were other events on the island today and the organizers had promised a plethora of food trucks, "Jamaican Dutchy Truck, Rickshaw Dumpling, Green Pirate juice, Joyride Truck, Red Hook Lobster Pound, Van Leeuwan Artisan Ice Cream, Halo Berlin, The Cinnamon Snail, Kelvin Natural Slush Co, Hermelinda Mexicana and more!"
They did attract thousands of attendees but there was no And More. There were those few trucks each with a line of hundreds and hundreds of people long. The lines snaked through and around the event, and so many of us New Yorkers who foolishly arrived at a food festival ready to eat found ourselves hours away from any kind of sustenance and starving. I had thought we'd arrive, have a snack, walk around some, eat some more, and come home. There was no chance of getting food from any of the vendors. The organizers were handing out over 21 bracelets and I saw a few people with glasses of Sangria, so I guess someone was selling booze, but we didn't get near anyone selling anything and we ended up eating at the Water Taxi beach, which was also completely overwhelmed with the runoff from the completely underserviced mob scene.
Governor's Island was lovely, and after Joe and I got one of the last few orders of food left at the Water Taxi Beach cafe we made orange soda and vodka from my purse cocktails and explored the Island's leafy avenues lined with beautiful and empty mansions, plotting how we would live on the Island as squatters if we ever came to financial ruin.
But the event was so crowded and poorly managed that it left us with a sour taste in our mouths for the whole Food Truck concept. The organizers would do better by the attendees if they would charge the trucks less and attract more of them so that people can actually buy something. From now on we'll check the Twitter feed of the trucks we want to go to and find them on our own.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Jelly Bean Mona Lisa and Sipping Chocolate, Day One of the Fancy Food Show
Day One of the Fancy Food Show
The first day of the Fancy Food Show is completely overwhelming. There are so many things to see and taste that it is hard to keep track of it all. I see people writing orders on the first day and I wonder how they can be so decisive. And then there are distractions like the giant Mona Lisa made entirely of Jelly Belly jelly beans. But certain vendors stand out, and the ones that manage to stay top of mind after tasting so many other delicious goodies are items that deserve a place in Stone and bone Trading Company’s Gift Baskets this holiday season.
I always knew that if it came down to it, I was Augustus Gloop. Gloop, you will remember, was the hapless fat kid sucked up and through the chocolate extraction pipe system after drinking from the chocolate river in Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. In the same situation, I knew I too would be unable to resist an endless flow of rich, smooth, creamy molten chocolate. If you also are impressed with your own self control for not trading your fruit kebobs for a water glass when faced with a chocolate fountain at weddings, Caffe D’Amore’s Bellagio Sipping Chocolate is sure to win your heart. Made with 100% pure cocoa powder and chocolate liqueur, all it takes is hot water or milk to create a luscious liquid indulgence. Bellagio also makes Old World-style gourmet hot cocoa that features dark and light chocolate blended together in luxurious flavors like orange pecan and caramel praline.
In my life covering restaurant trends, there are some key sources who really help me to understand the state of the industry. Last year, some of these VIPs received holiday gift bags that included Kaffe Magnum Opus coffee, which was great for most but not everyone has a coffeemaker. But everyone can make hot water, so I’m planning to create at least one gift bag featuring Bellagio’s delicious products.
Shelf-stable is our watchword as we don’t have freezer capability, but Dorot chopped herbs are carried at most supermarkets and frozen into small cubes, perfect for adding to and recipe. Plus they are all-natural, as chopped fresh herbs should be, and non-gmo.
Other major hits of the day included amazing Serrano ham, pecan syrup and seriously ginger-y ginger ale that would probably be a big hit in my neighborhood. More to come!
Friday, June 11, 2010
I found the chef!
According to Google, there are two Karen Haglofs in the United States. One is a doctor and one has a Facebook page. I decided to try that one and emailed her and yes it not only is the same one but she actually read this blog! Before, she was sort of a character in an Isabel Allende novel, having passionate affairs and cooking magical food but now she’s an actual person who read my blog! I just hope she doesn’t take offense to my public imaginings about her romantic life, albeit 15 years ago. I’m not sure she’s even in New York, but I hope she’s cooking somewhere. I will make a pilgrimage.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Peanut Soup is Getting Closer
Oh yeah OK so present day, as it turns out Phil Hartman is himself a major soup aficionado, preferring it to coffee in the morning, even. And he’s suggested several off-the-beaten-path destinations to pursue a Soup Fix. I’m so excited, now that’s an article with real promise I think, Phil Hartman is an amazing restaurateur and businessman, who doesn’t want to know where he goes for soup?
Monday, June 7, 2010
A Search For Soup Begins
The loss of my favorite soup got me thinking about what has been for me the Holy Grail of Vanished Soups, the Peanut Soup that was served at the Lower East Side’s The Levee restaurant in the mid-1990s. The Levee was the offshoot of Great Jones Café, itself the brainchild of Phil Hartman, of Two Boots fame, and Rich Krasberg, the man who put Bobby Flay in the executive chef’s seat at Miracle Grill way back in 1988, when Bobby was just a Boy meeting a Grill.
The Levee was high Southern Gothic, kitschy in décor but rock-solid in its down-home, delicious food. While the whole menu was full of soul, the Peanut Soup was spectacular. That soup was a landmark, a jewel trotted out for visitors from Uptown or points beyond, in the days when the East Village was somewhat seedy. “Yes, we do have a homeless encampment in a public park, but we also have this soup,” I would say. It was thick and clung to the spoon with creamy peanutty goodness. It had chunks of vegetables and possibly chicken in it. When I was in college and quite poor, The Levee’s early bird special of Peanut Soup and BBQ chicken, served with crusty sourdough bread for what I remember as $9, was a most favorite payday night dinner.
One night, I arrived expecting my usual treat, only to be served a bowl of thin, barely flavored broth. Shocked, I asked to speak to the chef. I don’t recall if it was a man or a woman, but I do remember hearing words that fell with iron thuds to the table, as the New Chef explained that the Old Chef had departed and as the New Chef, Improvements Had Been Made. Including but not limited to the mutilation of my beloved soup.
I never went back, and will confess to a mean feeling of Schadenfraude when, maybe a year afterwards the restaurant closed. I was hurt, and felt betrayed by the Powers that Be that allowed the chef to leave and take her soup with her.
I lost my Peanut Soup, and now my White Gazpacho was gone. Enough is enough. I decided to track down these great Vanished Soups of New York. I was able to find a mention of The Levee in an archived New York Magazine article from 1989. While Rich Krasberg does not apparently have a Facebook page, this Phil Hartman (the restaurateur and art patron, not the late comic) was easily found from the Two Boots main page. He’s got his own contact me link. I’ve emailed Mr. Hartman, and we’ll see what happens. The results will be compiled in an article for publication but I’ll keep this blog updated as the search progresses.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
AJ Maxwell's: A great Value with $50 Coupon
AJ Maxwell’s Steakhouse
57 West 48th Street
New York, NY 10020
212-262-6200
Number of diners in party: 2
Food bill before coupon: $115
Coupon Value: $50
A J Maxwell’s is a very good steakhouse that offers a $50 restaurant.com coupon and that is a great value. Its location in the heart of Rockefeller Center makes it a great pre-theater selection. The restaurant itself is a faithful rendition of the classic meat temple, with large mirrors and dark wood on the walls and brass and frosted glass chandeliers hanging from the cream-colored ceiling. The décor speaks a comfortable, if somewhat boilerplate language of power, with one notable deviation. From 1957 to 1975, 57 West 48th Street was home to the Forum of the 12 Caesars, New York’s first theme restaurant. Waiters in Roman-style tunics served wine from Centurion helmets and dishes with impossible names like “Pheasant of the Golden House on a Silver Shield of Gilded Plumage Roasted with an Exquisite Sauce.” The Forum featured a Roman mosaic that was hidden by successive restaurateurs for thirty years, until renovations for the restaurant, which opened in 2006, uncovered this relic from an ancient dining culture. The mosaic, which depicts a group of ancient Romans around a fountain, ties this relative newcomer to New York’s restaurant tradition and lends some authenticity to this relative newcomer.
The menu is comprised of steakhouse standards that are expertly executed. The Classic Caesar salad is exactly as expected, crisp and fresh with a creamy dressing that is sure to please even those certain picky eaters that don’t want anything “weird.” If you are taking one of these eaters into consideration you know exactly what I mean, and I promise you can bring them here. The filet mignon is tender and the dry-aged sirloin has the complex flavor that tells you there is an expert hand working the meat. Creamed spinach was rich and satisfying. I dined at AJ Maxwell’s twice, and both times the service was attentive and allowed the meal to unfold at the desired pace; on the first visit my friend and I were going to the theater and they got us out the door in time while on the second vidit my father and I were allowed a leisurely meal. I brought my dad here in an effort to get him excited about restaurant.com coupons. He’s still not likely to buy them himself but he is open to trying new places that take coupons. The wine list has a good selection of decent wines by the glass as well as a large collection of bottles at reasonable prices.