Clotilde recently asked me in an e-mail: “How come you don’t participate more in IMBB?” My response was simple: “Because I never know when they’re about to happen and it’s too late.” Her response was direct: “Well it’s about to happen. Beans. Do it!” And so I did. I dug through my cookbooks for bean…
Yesterday’s blizzard had two effects. Here is effect #1: And here is effect #2: This is the newly revamped MOMA, opened in November. Word on the street has been that it’s fantastic but that the wait is outrageous. This was confirmed when I walked past it last week and saw an enormous line and said,…
Simple is often used pejoratively. “He’s so simple,” for example. Or: “You have a simple on your face.” Simple makes for bad feelings. But, frequently when it comes to cooking, simple is best. A few fresh ingredients assembled wisely can yield great success. Such is the case with Thomas Keller’s kuchen. (“Whachyu talkin’ about my…
Once I went to see a musical with my friend Ricky. Afterwards, we were looking for a place in the theater district to have coffee and dessert and I suggested Joe Allen. “Oh Adam,” he said, “What are you? An old man? Nobody eats at Joe Allen.” But I persisted and we sat and had…
Not sure if you watch news or look out your window, but in case no one’s told you: there’s a blizzard right now in New York. As far as blizzards go, this is my first. I am enjoying it thoroughly. Mostly, I’ve stayed indoors—but at one point I walked to Whole Foods and there was…
Thanks to those who pointed this out: Finger-clickin’ good (an article on food blogs in The Sacramento Bee). Here’s what it has to say about us: The Amateur Gourmet Site: amateurgourmet.com/ Content: Long and entertaining chronicles of eating adventures by a former law student recognized by The Accidental Hedonist for maintaining the best food blog…
A sore throat, a runny nose, even a repetetive sneeze will spray me south two stops on the NR and then two Avenues east, past the trendy people in the East Village, to that bastion of restorative medicine: The 2nd Ave. Deli, home of the city’s most mystically curative chicken soup. I’ve lived here since…
I make it a point never to assign myself stories for this site. What keeps everything so fresh and alive is that it’s all spontaneous—if one day I make a lemon tart the next day I may kill a coyote. You never know what you’re going to get. So that’s the first reason I resisted…
As you may have noticed, tonight featured a large array of new posts. That’s because I start school again tomorrow and things may get crazy. I won’t neglect you, no, but I won’t be able to spoil you like I have these past few weeks. So as a final capper on five weeks of fun,…
There is the kid in all of us and then there is the kid that’s not in all of us. The kid in all of us loves chocolate and Willy Wonka and brightens at the very idea of Jacques Torres’s Chocolate Haven: Located in TriBeCa, this new chocolate factory actually involves the pure production of…