La Technique : Tournage

Day two of class was more interesting, but much faster. On day one, Elle said to me “This class is five hours long. What are we going to cook for five hours?” I can tell you now that those five hours go by incredibly fast and you need not worry about getting bored in class. [...]

Back to School

I’ll admit it. I loved that Rodney Dangerfield movie where he goes to college to teach his son how important an education is. Sure, it’s silly now but back when I was like nine years old, it was incredibly clever.
Anyway, my first day at school was nothing like Rodney’s. I didn’t arrive in a limo. [...]

The Technique

We like to cook. Both Kelly and I enjoy the act or at least the end result of cooking. The act of cooking has become somewhat meditative for myself. The peeling, chopping, kneading, etc a time to think about not only what you’re doing but also about other things going on in life. [...]

Afternoon with Jimmy and Rose

In this month’s first outing into the boroughs, we made our way to Brooklyn. Well, I guess there is some heated debate about whether Brooklyn Heights is indeed part of Brooklyn rather than an extension of the Lower East Side. But I digress…

On Restaurants: Trip to India and Brazil…in NY

Our culinary explorations have been quite successful as of lately. Diesel and I have continued our non-systematic quest of the good (albeit weird at times), the original, and the new in the NY food universe (yes, when it comes to NY, the point of reference is not just the world, but the universe). [...]

The Ying and the Yang, or the Worst Band Ever

In this life, there’s always a ying for every yang, and especially in New York, a city of extreme dichotomy, this is apparent.
Per my previous post, Diesel and I finished up the night listening to live music in one of the LES’s tiny venues, the Rockwood Music Hall. When we walked in, a trio [...]

Suddenly, New York

As I step out the train, I trace my usual path to the stairs marked by the “Essex/Delancey NW corner” signs. In my back, I can still feel the sudden gush of air announcing that my train has just left the platform. There I am, part of the big swarm of rush hour [...]