I'll start with my herbs (emphasis on the 'h', please). Take a look...and please notice my ridiculously adorable watering can.
A closer look:
Sadly, since taking these pictures, my neighbors punta of a cat has found his way to my fire-escape and eaten/dug-up my flat-leaf parsley AND lavender. I know this because I caught the damn cat (whose litter buckets are currently housing those lovely weeds in my backyard) digging them up. I've managed to salvage both, but they're now looking a bit puny. Ugh. Cats.
Moving on, Dave and I attended a Brooklyn Cyclones game at, wait for it....CONEY ISLAND!! We went with some friends, ate some deliciously salty soft pretzels with coarse-grain mustard, drank some domestic brews, and had the distinct privilege of enjoying between-inning entertainment from circus performers and carnies (if you've ever been to Coney Island, you'll know the caliber of which I speak). IT. WAS. MAGIC. Not to mention the fact that they continually blasted COUNTRY MUSIC!?!?!? For a hot second, I thought I was at a Birmingham Barons Game...except this was in the background
Next up on the agenda: Good Beer at BAM 2010. This is a killer event at the Brooklyn Academy of Music, hosted by Edible Magazine. Some of Manhattan and Brooklyn's most beloved restaurants participate. They prepare a simple dish and pair it with a beer from either a local brewery or an independent home-brewer. Dave's friend and co-worker (Brad) is an amazing and extremely talented home-brewer, and since Gramercy Tavern participated, they chose one of his beers to tailor their dish around. The end result was RIDICULOUS!!! Homemade hush-puppies with a pickled sweet-corn and roasted red pepper relish on a bed of freshly-grated aged parmigiano-reggiano cheese. They made these bad boys to order and served them on a piece of slate. The heat from the hush-puppies melted the cheese beneath it. It was sinful; take my word for it. The exciting part was sampling it with the beer, which Brad named 'MadCap'. He uses 100% Brettanomyces, a wild yeast. Because of that, the beer has a funky nose but is really light, almost effervescent, with tropical fruit flavors. IT. WAS. RIDICULOUS. I was so proud. Their table was swamped, and everyone (beer connoisseurs, mind you) were RAVING about it. Needless to say, it was pretty awesome to be with the 'cool kids' that night.
The second floor during set-up. GT Exec. Chef Michael Anthony working his magic.
YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMOn a similar topic, I have to brag on my hubby. Dave is entirely too modest and would never dare. He's been promoted at Gramercy Tavern. It's a big deal. One of the most lauded restaurants in the city and country, and he's moving up the ranks so quickly! He recently completed his advanced wine seminar. It was an intense exam: blind tastings, essay, take-home portion, etc. Anywho, it takes several weeks to get your scores back and he swore that he failed it. However, I will have you know that out of all the people that took that exam (several participants from all over the city and various restaurants) Dave scored a 96% and was the 4th highest! His knowledge is a bit ridiculous now. We'll try a new varietal and I just have to keep my mouth shut because everything I have to say sounds soooooo remedial after his critique. So proud of him. Big things are happening for him in the NYC culinary world, and I could not be more proud.
NEXT UP: My dear friend, Adam and I had an amazing Saturday afternoon at the P.S.1 Warm-Up party. P.S.1 is a satellite location of MOMA, serving as an exhibition space rather than a collecting institute. They host these crazy parties every Saturday during the summer. Click here to check-out the website. Words can't describe. We had a blast: killer dj's, bands, contemporary art, crazy installations, and beautiful people.
Also, my nephew is the most amazing human I know. We spoke over the phone the other day. He's a bit confused as to exactly where NYC is, but assured me that he'll 'be in the spaceship soon to come visit...' Currently, he's going through an extreme Tim Burton phase and refuses to take off his Iron Man mask. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves. Pardon the hula outfit...I bought that for him when I was in Hawaii. My sister had stored it in a box. She was reorganizing, he saw it, and insisted on wearing it. I don't think I need to reiterate, he's the coolest human I know...
Lastly, I'm sincerely missing my dearest friends who live a long way away. Kara, Cristin, and Lauren, you are my sisters and I think of you at some point everyday. Love you and can't wait for the day that I can build a compound and make you live next to me...or at least vacation there...XOXO
And this is how I will end my Saturday...partnered with some Tennessee Williams and The Black Keys. PERFECTION!