April 12, 2014 § Leave a comment
Went to Hundred Acres for dinner last night. Market driven restaurants may be more the norm than the exception these days, but that doesn’t make them any less admirable. The hushpuppies were divine, the wine delectable, the jambalaya delicious — but the brioche bread pudding and the peanut butter pie were beyond.
Food is one of my favorite things about New York City. Have you been to the Doughnut Plant or Clinton Street Baking Company? Those blueberry pancakes! How about Jane or The Smith? Or Saxon + Parole or Cafe Cluny? My favorite neighborhood spot Ruay Thai’s pad see yew keeps me and my roommate
coming back ordering in far more often than we care to admit.
May 20, 2013 § Leave a comment
I can’t wait to try this perfect summer dessert recipe from a dear friend’s baking blog…
March 23, 2013 § Leave a comment
Fleetwood Diner: the best brunch spot for greasy goodness. If you’ve had a few too many glasses of wine the night before, there’s nothing better than the hippie hash: hash browns topped with tomatoes, onions, broccoli, peppers, mushrooms and feta cheese sprinkled on top, with a side of over-easy eggs and toast. Perfection.
March 20, 2013 § Leave a comment
Sometimes, you just crave a home-baked cookie (or five!). Once one person mentions cookies in a house full of 10 girls, it’s on everybody’s mind. No one is quite satisfied until that first bite of a cookie pulled straight from the oven. Today was just one of those days. With temperatures still in the low twenties and the bitter wind attacking us with every step outside, we needed something to pick us up. Naturally, we turned to peanut butter and chocolate.
While I believe the best desserts usually contain the most butter, white sugar and white flour, tonight I was pleasantly surprised with a cookie recipe with none of those ingredients. I chose a flour-less and butter-less peanut butter oatmeal chocolate chip cookie recipe because one of my roommates has Celiac disease and cannot eat gluten. I was skeptical at first, but these cookies were mouth-watering. They were chewy and gooey. For those of you brave enough to try a cookie without flour or butter, here’s the recipe I followed.
My roommates gave me one tip for the next time I make these: double the batch.
March 15, 2013 § Leave a comment
It all began with orange crocs. In every episode of Iron Chef America that features Mario Batali, he enters the kitchen in shorts, orange crocs and usually socks. This man has style. As an avid fan of the Food Network, I frequently find myself watching this overly-dramatized yet entertaining show with eyes glazed over and stomach rumbling. For those of you that are unfamiliar with the show, here’s a brief synopsis:
An incredibly talented chef (the challenger) competes with the likes of Mario Batali, Bobby Flay and Michael Symon (the resident iron chef) to try to make a better multi-course meal. While no money is at stake, pride seems to be the priceless prize. The competition is run by The Chairman (Mark Dacascos) who entertains with cheesy one-liners and acrobatic martial arts moves.
Although Mario Batali no longer competes on Iron Chef America, if I’m lucky enough, I’ll catch a rerun of an episode he’s featured in and my appetite instantly becomes insatiable. I’ve always admired his cooking through the television screen but I hadn’t confirmed how exquisite his food truly tasted until a trip to one of his LA restaurants.
His crocs reeled me in but his food made me stay. Osteria Mozza is one of, if not the best restaurants I’ve ever been to. My parents enjoy delicious food and take advantage of the LA restaurant scene, and if I’m lucky and home, I get to tag-along. And that was the case with Mozza. The joy that this four-course meal gave me rivals the joy I felt when I was accepted to the University of Michigan. From the burrata imported from Italy with mustard bread crumbs and leeks to the goat cheese ravioli with five lilies to the tagliatelli with oxtail ragu to the Torta della Nonna, I couldn’t believe the deliciousness of every single bite. While some restaurants seem to try too hard and produce pretty but mediocre tasting food, Mozza’s food is divine in every way. If you’re in the LA area and want a restaurant splurge, I urge you to visit Osteria Mozza and enjoy pure food bliss.
February 28, 2013 § Leave a comment
Strawberries that taste like home-grown straight from your grandma’s garden strawberries. Green beens that are so meaty you think you’re eating steak. Chickens that are so flavorful and juicy all you need to do to cook them is sprinkle with salt and pepper and drizzle a little olive oil. This is what food is all about. The question is, where is it?
Every time I come home to my parent’s kitchen, I experience euphoria. I love food; food that is so flavorful you can serve it as simply as possible and feel like you’re eating million-dollar ingredients. And this is the food that is neatly arranged in my parent’s refrigerator: strawberries, grapes, pineapple, artichokes, leeks, pears and the list goes on and on depending on the season and on what is being sold at the local farmer’s markets. My mom is a big believer in buying locally grown food and after growing up eating the delicious bounty she brought home on Sundays and Tuesdays, I am too.
Not only does the food truly taste better, but as many of you know, buying locally grown food is better for the environment. Food transportation uses a tremendous amount of energy, so the less the food has to be transported, the more energy saved. There are other environmental benefits but since I am no expert on planet earth, I’ll leave it at that.
Waking up early and heading over to the farmer’s market is a great way to start a day. Put on a floppy sunhat for the summer months or a warm parka for the winter months and walk through the aisles and stands picking up free samples of blood oranges, strawberries or home grown almonds along the way. Your eyes will feast on the colorful produce and your tummy will thank you for all of the samples.