Showing posts with label Recommended. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Recommended. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

A new obsession



Last night Liz, Rob, Rob and I went to see Margot & the Nuclear So and So's at the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. Liz and her Rob got me the tickets for my birthday, and we had an excellent dinner at Baker & Banker beforehand.

As you may have guessed, we don't go to shows very often these days. Or dinner. Or movies. Or the shower...well, to be fair, that's just me. Rob manages to stay pretty clean on a daily basis. Anyway. It was a fabulous night and the band was incredible. Their music has been described as chamber pop, but last night they were pretty stripped down and more folk rock. The lead singer, Richard Edwards, came out alone for the encore and did three songs with just his guitar. I now want to listen to their music all day long, Google them and read interviews, obsess over their ages--I still think all musicians, athletes and actors should be older than me, but I've found it doesn't work that way--and just generally stalk them.

It's a good thing I have so much extra time in my day for activities like this. Between work, taking care of the baby, grocery shopping, showering and making dinner, let's take a guess at what will be the first thing to go. I'll give you a hint. It's showering.

Monday, March 8, 2010

The Oscars

Well, Hurt Locker. I guess you pretty much stole the show. I have to say, I think you deserve the awards and accolades, though there probably was something to that whole "the academy wants to punish the insufferable James Cameron" rumor. Note that I don't personally know James Cameron and that the word insufferable was in quotes.

Liz and Rob came over for the show, which was on at the blissful west coast time of 5:30pm. Perfect for a person who can barely keep her eyes open past 10pm. Among other things, we ate tomato tartlets (super easy to make) and dirty potatoes (also easy, which is a new requirement for any food I cook). Liz and Rob brought a fancy salad in a fancy salad bowl, and cupcakes, which they LEFT HERE and I am going to throw them out. Soon. Maybe. After I lick the icing off.

They also brought adorable gifts for the baby that they picked up at the Alameda Flea Market yesterday. If I told you the baby's room was all ready to go, it would be a big, big lie. But we're getting there.





Monday, October 26, 2009

Final Days

Things that are getting me through our last week in New York, as we are forced to say goodbye to friends and family, and I contemplate the reality of working from home starting next week:

• Rob’s best friend Spero and his wife Johanna came to town this weekend. We had delicious dinners at Peasant and Babbo. This morning, I feel like I’ve gained 10 pounds from the Babbo meal alone, but I’m blaming it all on the baby being abnormally fat.

• We saw In the Heights on Broadway. Incredible and highly recommended.

• Rob walked into the bathroom to get ready and started singing “What a Man” as he gazed into the mirror. “What a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty fine man,” are words that actually came out of his mouth.

• And the main thing that has gotten me through so far is that we are so busy there is no time to think. Perhaps this (plus the singing) is the secret to a seamless move?

Monday, July 13, 2009

Two exciting things

Thing 1: Joe makes an appearance in the new Johnny Depp movie Public Enemies! Some of you may know that Joe, in his retirement, has turned to the silver screen as an extra in a variety of films filmed in Chicago. He has now been on-set for Flags of our Fathers, Fred Claus, and The Dark Knight. Though he claims to do it for the free lunch, the haircuts, and the groupies, we all know he has just been waiting for his big moment. And now, 1 hour and several minutes into Public Enemies, he can be seen multiple times in a scene where Johnny Depp and some other guy go into a cigar shop that is a front for a bookie operation. See Joe be a bookie! I haven't yet, but I can't wait.


Thing 2: My phenomenal husband, who does take much abuse on this here blog, has bought me a Kindle. Ellie blogged recently about her experience with Kindle and I must say I am excited to try mine out. As soon as I finish the stack of books on the floor next to my bed. Or sooner, because I think if I don't download a book by tomorrow, I may discover that my new Kindle has been sent to Ellie for better use. If nothing else, I am flying to Los Angeles on Thursday to spend the week with Liz and my mom, and I think this will be the perfect solution to my "I can't decide what book to take on the plane so I'll just bring these five" problem.

It's nice to have exciting things happen.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Luckily, someone else is interesting

The blog slacker has had nothing worth sharing to share. I have been working too much, and Rob will simply not say anything hilarious (because he's been in California all week and our conversations consist of text messages.) Last night I was lying on the couch, attempting to relax so that my new eye twitch might go away, when I suddenly had an urge to get up and move the furniture around. It looks better now, but I mean...it's furniture. These are the days of my life.

And just when I think I'm really out of things to say, AMANDA decides to join the world of blogs with Wild and Precious. We all thank you, my friend.

Talking about Amanda makes me think of how we used to hang out in her basement and drink wine from a box when we were in high school. I can't wait to tell Grace stories like that when she's old enough to hear them. I'll probably wait until she's two or three so that she's really good at repeating stuff.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Salad Dressing

Saturday morning. I surround myself with cookbooks and the latest issue of Food & Wine and decide to make something interesting that night. Not because it's Valentine's Day--in fact, Rob and I are both unaware of this fact until the doorman (who is a woman) stops me on my way out to ask what we are doing for the evening. She raises her eyebrows lasciviously like it's a big night, and I want to tell her "trust me, it's really not", but I can't burst her bubble. I smile.

I'm just a much bigger fan of Saturday than I am of Valentine's Day.

Ultimately, the entire meal plan comes from Food & Wine, and if you don't get that magazine, I am recommending it. It is food porn, plus there is a handy guide at the front to tell you which recipes are healthy, fast, staff favorites, vegetarian, and/or require minimal last minute prep. I prefer the healthy, fast, staff faves. Another page gives you wine pairings for all the recipes.

I write a list of ingredients and head to Chelsea Market, where there is a fish market, a produce place, an Italian deli, a wine store, a dairy bar, a bread shop, an espresso stand, several cupcake bakeries, and a tea salon. Plus tango lessons on the weekend.

In the produce place, I am filling up a basket, and everything is fine until I look at my list and see "pea shoots." I stop for a minute and think...no, I don't know what those are. I ask one of the store employees, who guides me towards the dried beans. Shaking my head, I wander down each aisle of the small store, but there is no sign of pea shoots.

I call Rob. "Can you please Google pea shoots?" I ask. "I need to know what they look like and if they go by any other name."

"One word?" he asks.

"Two."

After a few seconds, he says "I can't really find anything...it's just coming up with links for actual shoes."

"Not shoes! Shoots!" I spell it. Several people glance over at me. But really, pea shoes? I consider this, and decide it's not much stranger than pea shoots. I continue to scour the store.

"Ah," he says, having landed on www.peashoots.com. Of course there would be an entire site devoted to this obscure grocery item. Reading aloud, "Pea Shoots are the leaves of the traditional garden pea plant...harvested after just 2-4 weeks, depending on weather conditions, when the leaves are tender, young and literally bursting with a distinctive pea flavor."

A distinctive pea flavor. I have a minor laughing attack in the fruit aisle. Because I'm five.

But, aided by the handy description, I search near the sprouts and sure enough, find a small box of sweet pea shoots for $3.49. The salad is saved.




Crab, Avocado and Asparagus Salad
[I halved this recipe for the two of us and there was more than enough]

Total time: 45 minutes

1 lb thick asparagus
7 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
6 medium basil leaves
1 small shallot, coarsely chopped
1/2 cup flat-leaf parsley leaves
Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper (Note: Kosher salt is really good. I bought a restaurant sized box of it and it is my new best friend.)
3 1/2 oz pea shoots, trimmed
1/4 cup salted, roasted pistachios, coarsely chopped
1 pound jumbo lump crab meat
2 Haas avocados, each cut into 8 wedges

Directions

1. Bring a saucepan of salted water to a boil. Fill a bowl with ice water. Cut off 1 inch of the asparagus tips and cut each tip in half lengthwise. Using a peeler or mandoline (Note: I used a knife. It worked better than the peeler), shave the asparagus spears lengthwise. Blanch the asparagus tips and strands in the boiling water until just heated through, 10 seconds. Drain and transfer to the ice water to chill; drain well. Pat dry and transfer to a bowl.
2. In a blender, blend the oil, lemon juice, basil, shallot and 1/4 cup of the parsley. Season the dressing with salt and pepper.
3. Add the pea shoots, pistachios and the remaining 1/4 cup of parsley leaves to the asparagus. Toss with half of the dressing and season with salt and pepper. Add the crab, avocado and the remaining dressing, toss gently and serve at once.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

You had me at Hello*

Rob and I went to Washington, DC this weekend to see Penny and Bill and make ourselves sick eating cupcakes. That was actually part of the plan, so when we walked into Penny's shop and ordered a dozen assorted cupcakes, I didn't feel the kind of pre-regret that I might have felt upon ordering a similar amount of take-out dessert in, say, New York. Or, you know, anywhere else. Ever.

We pointed at the various shiny, frosted, sprinkled cakes and they magically piled into a box: carrot cake, strawberry, coconut, rum cake, pumpkin, lemon, peanut butter, tiramisu, mayan chocolate with red pepper flakes, double chocolate, mint, and...I think I'm forgetting one, but I'm guessing the point has gotten across.

By Sunday, here is what the box looked like.




I feel it necessary to confess that Penny and Bill ate not one cupcake. So Rob and I did this. And the beauty of having planned it in advance is that I can look upon this, The Cupcake Massacre of 2008, as something to be proud of. An accomplishment, really.

If you are in Washington, DC, I'm going to have to recommend a trip to Hello Cupcake in Dupont Circle. Do yourself a favor and plan for it. There's really nothing as satisfying as following through on a commitment.

*I stole this line from Bill.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Excessively girly post


Not to get all Daily Candy, but there is a new boutique on the Lower East Side called Mint Julep. It just opened last week, and if you like fun dresses, bags, and jewelry, you should definitely go check it out.

This is their first New York store (it originated in Boston) and they have lots of great stuff. Including a bit too much of my money. I could hear my better judgment ordering me to put down the purple dress. You will never wear it. It's too short. But it wasn't powerful enough to overtake a relative newcomer: my honeymoon voice. That sucker's loud. And semi-irrational.

Still, I stand by my recommendation. A very cute store, with a helpful staff, and tissue paper covered in popsicles. And despite my comment above, most of their merchandise is fairly affordable. Moreso when you don't try to buy it all at once.