Oh dear. My skinny jeans don’t fit anymore. This is the problem with being a foodie, going to New York and blogging about it. I looked at my phone the other day and not only do I have more pictures of food than I do of my kids – I’ve eaten all of those dishes. Dear Lord, please have mercy on my waistline.
Here is my food confession – the list, the pictures and the reasons I am eating nothing but lean meat and vegetables for the rest of the year.
After a long day of travel I went with Becky and Joel to one of my most favorite restaurants in the city, Barbuto, where Chef Jonathon Waxman works his magic. We sat near the sidewalk and watched the New York fashionistas parade by as we enjoyed the heirloom tomato salad, sweet breads, roast chicken and panna cotta.
After running through the city trying to source chocolate, bread and vegetables for a cocktail party Joel and I catered, I had a ham and cheese breakfast sandwich at Amy’s Breads in Chelsea Market. Later, after cooking for 6 hours I had the lamb burger with fries, a mushroom salad and the buttermilk pie at the Breslin. The Breslin is located in the Ace Hotel and is April Bloomfield’s hipster gastropub.
After spending the morning at the Star Chefs International Chefs Congress listening to Dan Barber, Thomas Keller and David Kinch speak about food, craftsmanship and artistry, Becky and I jumped into a cab and hit up Avoce in the Time Warner building. We enjoyed grilled calamari, ravioli and the cappelacci pasta. Cheers to Missy Robbins – F&W’s Best new Chef for 2010. Eat here and see why she was recognized.
After shopping for a sparkly dress, a New York must have this season, we took a taxi to the Village to try the gnudi and the burger at the Spotted Pig. This is another restaurant from April Bloomfield. It’s cozy and delicious.
On our way to meet Jorge del la Torre, the Dean of the Culinary School at Denver’s Johnson and Wales University, for cocktails, we ambled into Magnolia bakery so that Becky could try their red velvet cupcake.
Thus began our insane evening on Lower East Side. We started with cocktails at Please Don’t Tell – a secret speakeasy, enter through a phone booth kind of place. We ate deep fried hot dogs and tots. This was followed by curry wurst from Wexler’s, a lobster roll from Luke’s, the porchetta plate from Porchetta and more cocktails at Death & Company and Mayahuel.
Ice cubes are a big thing here – check this one out!
At lunch before the cocktail party for 800 people at the Union Square Farmer’s Market, I shared an olive oil poached tuna sub and a lamb meatloaf sub at Sub 7 next to the Ace Hotel.
Here I am working the red carpet at the cocktail party:
After standing on my feet for hours and hours, Joel and I devoured croquettes, bruschetta, cauliflower gratin, hanger steak, bass, passion fruit ice cream and an apple crepe at Bar Breton.
Yes, I am still eating! Are you surprised? Today over lunch with the Dishing Duo (Elizabeth and Becky) at Seasonal, I had an arugula salad, lobster with poached egg, scallops, schnitzel, spatzle, ox tail, apple streudel, sacher torte and plum kuchen. I am part Austrian – so please cut me a little slack.
Dinner that evening was a celebration of the Denver Five. Matt Selby, Troy Guard, Brian Laird, Tyler Wiard and Jamey Fader served dishes that impressed even the most honed New York palettes. Tyler’s lamb dish was heaven on a plate.
Yes, still eating and a bit hung over. I went back to the Breslin for another lamb burger and the Caesar salad. There is something about being served by a hot, Aussie bartender wearing the Breslin’s one of kind t-shirts. They sell them for $40 a piece. I’m not kidding.
After a long nap I went with friends to Falai on the lower East side. This regional Italian restaurant, under the helm of Chef Iacopo Falai, uses a mix of beautiful seasonal ingredients and a touch of molecular gastronomy to tempt your taste buds. I had the heirloom tomato salad and goat cheese ravioli – with a shot of tomato water.
After dinner we ambled down the street to WD-50 where Chef Wylie Dufresne creates his insanely good menus using molecular gastronomy to the hilt. We did a dessert tasting which included Chef Alex Stupak’s blueberry cheesecake, licorice custard, and lemon grass mousse. Check out his transparent pear tuille – pure genius.
How could I be in New York and not hit Eataly, Mario Batali’s super-sized artisanal Italian marketplace? Here, with fellow food lovers, I ate salumi, crudo, pizza and the most amazing pasta served with butter and a little pepper. Oh my!
That night it was back to the Spotted Pig for the gnudi, THE burger, deviled eggs, pig ear salad, pickles and the rabbit. You have to try the gnudi and the burger at the Pig. You can’t go wrong.
The last day in New York I hit up Keste pizza in the Village, Momofuku Ssam Bar for the steamed pork buns and Artichoke pizza for the margaherita and a beer served in a paper bag.
I finished the day off with a Chicago dog in the O’Hare airport.
In my defense, please keep in mind that these dishes were shared and many were not finished; however, I still can’t get into my skinny jeans.