I had little excuse not to go to the Big Apple BBQ Block Party on Saturday: it was one block away from my apartment! Plus, I like BBQ. I was hungry. Really, there was no excuse. I arrived by the NW corner and was greeted by this pleasant sign: I followed the crowds and enjoyed…

Stella left a few ears of corn behind after the party was over (see previous post). I spied it in the fridge last night after coming back from the Big Apple BBQ Party (see next post) and decided to go ahead and make corn fritters. I used a recipe from the Gourmet cookbook. As you…

Stella is one of my favorite people I’ve met while at NYU. She’s a true Southerner–a Tennessee gal–and she literally moved to New York moments before school started. Despite her love for New York City living, it’s been a long while since she enjoyed a true-grit down home Southern meal. And so since yesterday was…

My high school friend Dana works at a law firm near Grand Central Station. The other day we were chatting and we decided to lunch. “What’s good around Grand Central?” she asked. I looked in my new Chowhound Guide to New York and in the Grand Central area it said nothing was particularly good to…

You must hate me, reading public. I’ve been backlogged since Tuesday: four days of posts I haven’t shared with you. Well not TOO much has happened. Tuesday I spent the day with Kirk of The Daily Kirk and we had a true New York day. Started in the Village–ate brunch at Shopsin’s. This time I…
Check out Danny’s take on our meal at the Bar Room at The Modern. His review is actually really smart, in-depth and funny. If that doesn’t appeal to you, you can read mine again!
A few days ago, on my non-food-related sidebar “On The Side” I wrote a review of the new documentary “The White Diamond” by Werner Herzog. I wrote the review hastily (but not necessarily thoughtlessly) and that was that. Imagine my surprise, then, this morning when I read a comment from the subject of the film…
Man Delivers Pizzas After Being Shot: “TAMPA, Fla. (June 8) – A robbery attempt by a masked man and a gunshot wound to the leg didn’t stop a pizza delivery man from making his rounds, pies in hand.” Thanks to John for sending this my way!

Down in SoHo today, I decided to quit my job as a concierge at the Hotel Mercer because some asshole kept complaining about his phone “not being able to call Austrailia” and I made my way down Sullivan Street for some lunch. I’d already done Pepe Rosso (which I loved) and Peanut Butter & Co.…
Le Pain Quotidien and I got off to a bad start when I nearly gagged to death from their poisonous orange juice/mint flavored lemonade. We turned over a new leaf today, though, when I met Alex and Jason at the 5th Avenue location: already the atmosphere was different, less stuffy, more casual. I ordered a…