
Craig returns from the bathroom and I’m lost in thought. “What are you thinking about?” he asks, slathering mayo on to his turkey club. “Diners,” I respond. We are at the West Side Diner on 9th Ave. and we’ve just seen a three hour play about British orphans. “What about them?” I open one of…

When people talk about food in religious terms, I often feel like a documentary filmmaker interviewing a member of a cult. Their eyes bug out of their heads, their hands gesticulate wildly: “I saw the face of God in the Pearl Oyster Bar lobster roll.” Granted, I’ve been guilty of the same thing. I get…

The inspiration came from my stomach: after making a BLT for dinner (an awesome BLT, inspired by Nancy Silverton’s sandwich book, with avocado instead of tomato and tarragon in the mayonnaise) i was still hungry. I opened my fridge and saw fresh cut pineapple I’d bought earlier in the day. So I removed that, I…

Have you ever had a truly forgettable meal? A meal that makes you scratch your head when someone asks, “Have you eaten at X?” Well that’s how I feel about the meal I had a few weeks ago at Stand, the new burger place on… on… see, I’ve totally forgotten where it is. I think…

As the weather grows nicer and nicer, you may find yourself saying, “Hey! I want to eat outside!” And yet when it comes to decent places to eat outside in New York, the question gets tricky: where to go? The Meatpacking district? Too trendy. The Cornelia Street Cafe? Too bland. Two answers sit side by…

Two very strange things happened the night before I left for San Francisco: (1) I decided to make crepes; and (2) After making crepes–with lemon juice and sugar (a standard treatment, as far as I could discern)–I sat down with Craig, who was watching “Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby” and, I kid you…

I went to the best 30th birthday party ever imagined last week. When Craig’s friend Sasie (whose birthday it was) sent out the evite, we were wary. Here was the plan: we would all meet at Washington Square Park and there would be a bus, the bus would take us to Brighton Beach where we…

Sometimes people send me funny things. Like Craig’s sister, Kristen. She sent me a picture of this cake she and her friends made for Easter featuring Jesus.Kristen writes: “Here is Jesus standing next to his tomb. It looks like one of his arms is buried in the rock, but it’s not…he only has one arm!…