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What a day! What a story I have to tell you! And how difficult to tell it since my spacebar is broken! (Don’t worry, I’m working extra hard to put the spaces in for you—the story’s that good.) One of the classes I take in my second semester of Tisch’s MFA program is Modern Drama.…
Titling these posts takes effort. So you can pick which one you like the best. All three are appropriate. (Especially the last one–it makes a topical Oscar reference. I’m glad Million Dollar Gravy swept the oscars!) Cooking a Sunday night dinner is a good idea. Many cultures build rituals around it. Like Italians. They have…
So one of my big surprise happy happy birthday gifts this year was a mini-bundt pan featuring six “bundtlettes” given to me by Lisa and Annette with much love and affection. Saturday night, Lisa came over and we got bundty with it. This is our story. But should we start with the final image? Sometimes…
I live in Chelsea. For those not from New York, Chelsea is the belly button of Manhattan. Ok, that’s not true. It’s a little lower—just so much lower, in fact, that to tell you where it is in an anatomical sense would be crass. Let’s just say that Chelsea is in the lower region of…
When rounding up my food-related birthday gifts, I forgot to include two fine gifts given to me by two fine people. So Johnny K (or Just John), thank you for “Eat Your Way to Happiness.” This book is very cute. The premise is that you really can “eat your way to happiness!” I plan to…
I must tell you this story about brunch the other day. Near where I go to school is a diner. We go to this diner often. Many of us are sick of it, but we still go there because it’s convenient and they have many many things on the menu that we can eat. That’s…
I haven’t had a chance to acknowledge all the lovely food-related birthday gifts I was given last week for my birthday. There used to be a time when the idea of giving me something food-related for my birthday would have been absurd. “A spatula? You got me a spatula? THAT’S IT, DAUGHTER, YOU’RE OUT OF…
I made a special trip today to see The Gates in Central Park. Many people find The Gates suspect, they scream out “waste!” “pretension!” “orange!” but I just took it for what it was and found myself thoroughly seduced. I liked these gates. Here I am appreciating the gates. My facial expression seems to say:…
OK, so a while ago (January 6th, to be exact) I was asked by Hillel Cooperman of Tastingmenu.com to participate in his inspired creation, The 2005 Independent Food Festival and Awards. The idea was simple: food bloggers get to give an award to something they feel passionately about in the food world, that they feel…
In the below post on Le Quinze, I mention that our waitress told us something interesting about coffee vs. espresso after dinner. So Lauren was debating a coffee vs. a cappucino. “I don’t want to be up all night, though,” she said, leaning towards the coffee. “Well,” the waitress explained, “you have to understand” (she…