Recipes and food adventures with Adam Roberts
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Brooklyn
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Oma Grassa
[From the 4/14/25 Amateur Gourmet Newsletter] On Saturday, we met our friends Jeremy and Jason for pizza at Oma Grassa in Fort Greene. Eric Kim was raving about it the other night at drinks and since I love pizza, it was kind of a no-brainer. (Though I did realize, after I made the reservation, that…
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Jr. & Son
[From the 7/28/25 newsletter] On Saturday, we went with our pal Lucie to Jr. and Son and had a blast. Imagine your favorite Italian-American red sauce joint taken up to an eleven and you’ll get the idea. The garlic bread was dreamy, the salad with arancini (fried rice balls) brilliant, and this chicken parm was…
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Inga’s Bar, Gertrude’s, and Foul Witch
Carrie Bradsaw used her oven to store sweaters and took every dinner as an opportunity to put on a slinky new dress, slide into her Jimmy Choos, and step out into the glamorous New York City restaurant scene. And though I actually use my oven for cooking and mostly wear Vans, sometimes the pull of…
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Dinner with Cara and Dara at La Vara
One time in grad school for dramatic writing, a teacher tore into me and called the play I was working on “sophomoric” and “juvenile.” Classmates called me afterwards to console me, and though I’m pretty much over it, sometimes I look back at that moment and wonder if she was right. In all of my…
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The Mast Brothers Salted Caramel Bonbon
Wandering around Williamsburg last week, my nose (or “schnozz,” if you prefer) led me down a street to a place that looked like a warehouse. The warehouse was actually home to Mast Brothers chocolate, one of the most revered chocolate companies in the country. You may recognize their chocolate bars as the ones with wrapping…
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Lunch at Roberta’s
The first time that I went to Roberta’s in Bushwick it was in the middle of winter and they seated us next to a swinging door which produced an arctic blast anytime a server or a customer swung it open. We sat in our winter coats, shivering, and huddling around a heater in between courses.…
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Smorgasburg
It’s impossible to write about Williamsburg without using the word “hipster.” I’ll do my best. On Saturday, I joined my friends Patty and Lauren and their gorgeous new baby Audra for a trip to the land of the bespeckled and heavily tattooed to consume hand-crafted foods along the water. This event, known as Smorgasburg, was…
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Saltie & Blue Bottle Coffee
Last week I decided to take a field trip to Williamsburg. While working on my book, I did take a weekly sojourn to Park Slope, my old stomping grounds, to grab sushi at Taro and to do work at Gorilla, but I did that because it was comfortable and familiar (and I think Taro has…
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Pies n’ Thighs
It took two trains to meet my friend Cole for lunch in Williamsburg–a D to Grand Street and then a J to Marcy Ave.–and for some, that might be a long way to go for a lunch time meal. Not me: especially when that lunch time meal is comprised of fried chicken and pie.
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James
The Brooklyn question is a question that still permeates my life, even after living here for three years. Usually, it’s the worst in winter when our heat goes out and getting into the city is a nightmare; that’s when I begin my ritual rant about “looking on Craigslist for Manhattan apartments when our lease is…
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