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Adam Roberts

  • Did R.U.B. rub us the wrong way?

    R.U.B.–an acronym for Righteous Urban BBQ–opened up three blocks below me on 23rd street more than a month ago. Many times I would walk past, gaze into the windows and say “one day, one day.” That day came yesterday when I called my friends Kirk (of The Daily Kirk) and Himkar (of The Daily Himkar)…

  • Kottke’s Guide to Ordering Food

    Check out Kottke’s compendium of approaches to ordering food in a restaurant, based on pop science. As for how I do it, I usually let everyone else decide what they’re getting and I try to order something that hasn’t been ordered. It doesn’t have roots in science–it’s more the food critic’s approach, so you get…

  • They love me in Indiana

    Check out this latest coverage in The Indiana Star. “Whether it’s a failed tart crust or ‘The Burrito’ song, The Amateur Gourmet cooks up some fun.” [Thanks Largehearted Boy for linking to it, I would have missed it otherwise.]

  • Hamburger Helper

    Check out the new hamburger blog, A Hamburger Today, brought to you by the brilliant Slice people. I’m proud to say I’ve been to a bunch of the places blogged about (Shake Shack, Island Burgers, Burger Joint) but I’m ashamed to admit I haven’t been to many of the others, especially Corner Bistro. I especially…

  • Thank You Christina!

    What a nice surprise today waiting for me in the mail room: site reader Christina M. (I’m not stating her full last name to protect her identity in case other food bloggers demand gifts) bought for me, off my Amazon wishlist, Jean-George’s “Cooking with a 4 Star Chef.” This book excites me very much: there’s…

  • Yes, We Really Ate All This Food: Family Meals at Campagnola, Grimaldi’s, Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory, Bar Americain, Pastis, and a return to The River Cafe

    I need a glass case in my apartment with a stomach pump inside and the words “BREAK IN CASE OF PARENTAL VISITATION” printed on the outside. After leaving the car that dropped me off last night after dinner at the River Cafe, I kissed my parents goodbye, made my way into my building, rode the…

  • The City of Brotherly Eating: Cornelia Street Cafe, Little Charlie’s Clam Bar, Ferrara, The New Sarabeth’s

    After surprising my mom on Mother’s Day (see video!), I have returned to New York along with my co-conspirator and fraternal non-twin, brother Michael. He is staying at my apartment on the pull-out couch–complaining, already, of a torn sheet. Here is an account of our eating adventures thus far. Yesterday, our plane landed around 2.…

  • How My Mom Lost 21 Pounds On Weight Watchers

    (“Say 22 because tomorrow I’m getting weighed and I think I lost another pound.” – mom) I am in the bedroom of my mother, Heidi Roberts, who is eager to tell you about her method for shedding 21 pounds and counting. Over the last year, mom put on some weight (her diagnosis, not mine) and…

  • Mother’s Day Surprise

    Usually I make a big point to post on Sunday night so your manic work Mondays are filled with culinary escapism. Yesterday, though, I had a big excuse: I flew home to Florida to surprise my mom (and grandma) for mother’s day! See, a week earlier my dad suggested that I come home and surprise…

  • The Food’s Not Bad and There’s Plenty of It: English Is Italian

    English Is Italian is the new restaurant from Todd English, the man behind Olives and Figs. The idea is an exciting one: you pay $40 and you’re brought lots and lots of food. First there’s antipasto—here’s Lauren (who’s in town visiting) expressing her excitement at all the food before her: In that picture alone, you…