Greenmarket

I love to cook. And I love to eat. And I am somewhat fussy when it comes to both. I like fresh fruits and vegetables and stick to mostly organic foods and vegetarian meals.

One of my favorite places to get great produce is the Union Square Greenmarket. Most of the week Union Square is packed with little tents selling everything from fresh baked bread to in-season fruits and vegetables, organic wine and cheese and all sorts of other delicious finds (I'm a fan of Rick's Picks pickles. So good.) You can even drop off your compost while you're there which is terrific. Its a great way to give back to the farmers who've brought in all this great food.

Rick's Picks

Valentine's Day 2010

Valentine's Day was a particularly lovely winter day in Central Park. And there were many, many people out enjoying the sunny day. True to fashion, the park was filled with black-clad New Yorkers but I managed to find a few people in red which I found appropriate for the occasion of the day. So I lightly stalked a few of them and managed to get a nice shot of one heart-colored jacked amid its darker counterparts.

The Big One

Oh, how I am enjoying my first winter in New York. The snow just keeps falling. But here are some photos from the first Big Storm of the season. This furious blizzard turned the city, and Central Park in particular, into glorious snow globe.

Sunday in the Park, With My Mom

My Mom came to visit me a few weeks ago. She had not been to New York since the early '90s when she and I took a trip here together. So, she was due for some good old fashioned site-seeing!

We went everywhere and had a great time. We took a boat ride around Manhattan, visited Ground Zero, walked through SoHo and bought things we didn't really need from street vendors, had lunch at Katz's Deli (one of my favorite places), took a tour of Lincoln Center, saw a taping of the Letterman Show, and walked everywhere. There is more that we did but I can't remember it all.

And, of course, I had to include her in my weekend ritual of walking through Central Park. Even with the trees bare and snow on the ground the park is beautiful. But it was also very, very cold! So, we ducked into the Central Park Boathouse for lunch. The Boathouse is a great place for food, drinks, and taking in the view of the park. An iconic New York restaurant.

After lunch we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, then to PJ Clarke's for dinner, and ended the evening at the New York City Ballet at Lincoln Center for a performance of "The Sleeping Beauty." Not a bad day in the city.

Reel Abilities

A friend of mine invited me to a documentary film screening at the Reel Abilities film festival this past weekend. The festival is "dedicated to promoting awareness and appreciation of the lives, stories and artistic expressions of people with different disabilities." There truly is a festival for everything.

The film we saw is called "Shooting Beauty" about a photographer who, after spending time photographing a group of people with cerebral palsy, decides to give this group of disabled people cameras and ask them to document their unique lives. It is a touching and inspiring story. The great thing about a film like this is learning about a group or individual who is literally changing lives and that we may never know about if it weren't for the film. Or for that matter the festival itself.

HOME

A few photos of my new apartment. I managed to settle in quite well, thankfully. Everything fits. I still need a few things - a table and chairs would be nice, a proper bed, and bookshelves would be great. Otherwise, it is comfortable and just what I need. The first photo is the foyer, then kitchen, bedroom, and a corner of the dining area (the otherside is stacked with boxes of books, natch).

Sundays in NYC

It has been decided that each and every Sunday I will spend a part of the day in Central Park. Why not, right? Central Park is amazing. And it is time to build some NYC rituals and I figure this a good one to start with. Sundays in the Park.

This past Sunday I didn't actually make it to the park until after dark. Now, do not fret; I did not walk through the park -- I am not yet that brave. So, I walked along its edges, down 5th Avenue from about 78th Street. And even in the dark, it is still a lovely walk.

Earlier in the day I met an LA friend of mine, Patrick, in Union Square. We had a good lunch at Republic (a decent Pad Thai) and that Sunday staple, the Bloody Mary. So good. Afterward, Patrick took me down to the East Village to "the oldest bar in New York" - Mc Sorley's. They have two types of beer there - light and dark. Take your pick. We had dark, of course, because dark beer is the best beer (and that is the opinion of this author). Also on the menu is the "cheese plate" which consists of saltines (in the sleeve), raw onions, and white cheddar cheese squares. Combined with the spicy mustard on the table, you've got yourself a meal. Delicious.

After saying goodbye to Patrick, I hoped on the 6 train at Astor Place and headed uptown. It was still light outside and I wanted to get to the Park. But, I was sidetracked. By the Whitney Museum. Oh, how I love this place. So, I went in, bought a membership (the 2010 Biennial is coming up in February and I want to go as often as possible) and then perused their current exhibition. CANNOT WAIT UNTIL THE BIENNIAL! I've been wanting to experience that for years and now I will finally make it. Love it.

*The gorgeous photo of Central Park (above) was taken by my friend Diana K. Garret. Her photography is beautiful. Take a look: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dianagarrett/

Sunnyside, New York

My first neighborhood in New York City. This was a lovely Sunday morning.

NYC

I Love New York.

After years and years and years of dreaming of living in New York City...I finally made the move. It is exciting, daunting, bewildering, and honestly a relief! I've finally crossed off a MAJOR "to do" on the old LIFE list. Now, on to the rest of my life. Whatever that holds. Its all a mystery and just the way I like it.

I took this photo as I was landing on the day I got to the city. Of all my times flying into NY I've never had such a great, clear view of the entire city.

A Saturday at the LACMA

I love art. I love anything with a cultural bend to it. So, this weekend my friend Anna and I went to the LACMA(Los Angeles County Museum of Art) to check out their new exhibit, 'Pompeii and the Roman Villa'. We also wanted to browse their massive new expansion building the BCAM, which houses iconic works from the past four decades.

Oh, LACMA. How you disappoint. I have been to countless museums and galleries all around the world, in cities big and small. There is a certain something you expect from a major museum in a major world city. I expect friendly and knowledgeable staff. I expect thoughtful explanations of the exhibitions, whether temporary or permanent. I expect to feel like I am in a cultural institution. I expect to feel welcome. All of these expectations were barely met at the LACMA this weekend. And that is really a shame. Along with the MOCA, Getty Museum, and Huntington, the LACMA is one of the few art museums we have here in Los Angeles.

I am hoping that the LACMA is simply experiencing some growing pains as it has been under construction for quite some time. Let us hope that is the case. This museum has a premium location, smack in the middle of this sunny city, brand new buildings to fill with art, and a community to appreciate it all.

But the day was not by any means a loss. I got to spend the day with my sweet friend, Anna. We sipped our lattes in the museum courtyard, chatted endlessly, and then went to dinner at one of our favorite places in my neighborhood. So, overall a lovely day with my friend, good art, and good food.

Birthday Nosh

To celebrate my 36th birthday I decided to cook for my friends. I had plans for a big sushi dinner but at the last minute thought it would be nice to invite my friends to my place, cook, eat, drink and gossip. An easy evening that would allow me to neither drive nor put on shoes. Perfect.

Because this was a last-minute plan, I decided not to try too many new recipes but stick to a few old favorites that I know my friends love. There are two things I make that always have them drooling (literally - what can I say? they are a special bunch). One is my GRILLED SHRIMP which is the simplest thing in the world to make and the other is EDAMAME HUMMUS. Again, both always elicit excitement from my friends so I thought I would share the 'recipes' here. The shrimp is marinated in garlic, olive oil, and whatever herbs I have on hand and grilled just long enough to cook through. The worst thing you can do with shrimp is over-cook it. The edamame hummus is a creamy, delicious dip that can be served with just about anything.

Another delicious creation I made is my variation of GREEK CROUTES. I have this lovely cookbook called 'The Complete Book of Vegetarian Cooking' which I rescued from a used book store in my neighborhood. Although the title is hyperbolic, it is a good book with nice photos and some great recipes. The Greek Croutes is an open-face, warm sandwhich with broiled vegetables and melted cheese. What's not to like? For my purposes I altered the recipe and turned in into an appetizer. It works. Instead of country white bread I use a black olive baguette, sliced and toasted, and cover it with vegetables and goat cheese. Honestly, I kinda took away the Greek. But it does have a Mediterranean lilt to it overall.

I must note, before I start throwing down recipes, that I rarely follow the exact recipe I am given. I make many adjustments, concessions, etc to get it to where I want it. So, these 'recipes' tend to be a bit free-form and do not always give exact measurements. For me, cooking is about experimenting and taking some chances. Also, I like to make things easy, uncomplicated. So, if I can substitute 4 ingredients for 1 (see prepared Tahini Sauce) I am going to do that.

The recipes follow in their own posts.

Grilled Shrimp

Ah, the GRILLED SHRIMP. Like I said, this is the simplest thing to make and I am always amazed and delighted that when my friends eat it they think it is the greatest shrimp ever made. The simple things...they are the best, right?

GRILLED SHRIMP

16-20 uncooked frozen shrimp, shell on

5-6 cloves of garlic (or more!), minced

2 tbl herbs de provence

salt and pepper

1/4 olive oil (extra virgin)

*I think the key to these shrimp are to thaw them in the refrigerator as long as possible, preferably overnight, while covered in the olive oil/garlic/herb mixture. The water that comes off the frozen shrimp creates a marinate that seeps into the shrimp and keeps them juicy. If you do not have time to completely thaw the shrimp in the refrigerator, keep them in there as long as possible them pull out and have them sit on the counter for a while.

Dump the frozen shrimp into a large bowl, big enough to stir them up every so often without them falling out and ending up on your kitchen floor. Douse the shrimp in olive oil, about 1/4 cup, add in the minced garlic, herbs de provence, salt and pepper. Stir it up. Place into the refrigerator to thaw.

Once the shrimp are thawed, let them sit out for a while to get closer to room temperature. Not warm - just to get the chill off from the refrigerator.

Grill the shrimp for about 2-3 minutes per side. Do NOT overcook!! This is the surest way to loose the soft and juicy consistency of the shrimp.

Server warm or at room temperature with anything your hear desires. Seriously, these shrimp go with anything: pasta, salad, as an appetizer, etc.

*A note about indoor grilling. I have a fantastic indoor grill that I have been using for 8 years. It is small enough to sit on my counter but big enough to cook 2 big steaks, 4 hamburgers, 20 shrimp, and so on.

Check it out:

http://www.ikitchen.com/31605a.html

What lies ahead....

For me, the older I get the more significant birthdays become. Every year I become more and more introspective, deciding wether or not I have done enough with my life thus far. Well, I will not bore you my findings but I will say that my goal for this year is to EMBRACE IT. Whatever that means, whatever that implies, I am going to do it. If life gets better or worse I am going to try my best to face it and embrace it. Wow, I sound like a loon. I don't even watch Oprah!

My Mom and Mark sent me this gorgeous bouquet of flowers today - thanks to them! My sister, Carian, made me a great CD that I played during the dinner party. Amie and Bruce called to wish me happy birthday. My Dad called and my sister, Casey, was the first to wish me happy 36. Thank you all!!!! xoxo

Texas!

I recently took a trip to North Texas to visit my cousin Amie and her kids Bruce and Kate. It was a fun trip, relaxing and easy. Exactly how a trip to see family should be! But seriously, how can you not have fun hanging out with these adorable creatures? Bruce will be 5 in December and Kate turns 2 in January. My cousin is a GREAT Mom which is evident after spending just ten minutes in their house. I am happy to get the chance to spend some time with them.

Oh, and then there's Baumer...

Providence Chicken Salad

While I was in Texas, my cousin Amie had a house warming party to celebrate her new home in Providence. We decided to whip up a few hors d'oeuvres style dishes to serve. I do not remember how we decided on Chicken Salad but what resulted was a really good version. We served it as a 'dip' of sorts by putting it in a bowl and surrounding it with various crackers. It worked. And, as always, I improvised on a recipe found from somewhere on the web and am now giving it its own name in honor of the place where it was created - Providence. Sounds delightful, does it not?

PROVIDENCE CHICKEN SALAD

4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, broiled and chopped or shredded

2/3 to 3/4 cup mayonnaise (we used fat free and it was actually good! I think any variation on mayo would work, including the non-dairy versions)

1 cup walnuts, toasted and chopped
1 celery rib, diced into small bits
2 or more tablespoons finely chopped shallot
1 cup dried cranberries or cran-raisins
3 tablespoons white wine vinegar (or terragon or champagne vinegar)
2 tablespoons finely chopped fresh tarragon or herb or your choice1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper1/8 (or less) teaspoon cinnamon *A dusting of cinnamon is good, do not overdo this or the cinnamon will over-power the salad.

Stir everything together, tasting as you go. You may need to add more seasoning or moisture depending on the outcome of your chicken.

This will make about 4-5 sandwiches or a generous bowl of salad that can be served with good crackers, crusty bread, or pieces of sturdy endive.

Food Porn

Just a few of the new used books I picked up today in Denton, Texas. I could have bought twenty more if it were not for those utterly unfair airline weight restrictions.

Silver Spoon is a book I have been eyeing for a long time. Finally, it is mine. 2,000 recipes and buckets of info. This will be open on my kitchen table for quite a while.

Sacred Food is a gorgeous book presenting important food made for important times and spanning several cultures. A great find.

And seriously, I want to be Jay Rayner. Traveling the globe in search of Proper Dinner. Lovely.









Thank you, RECYCLED BOOKS! Honestly, one of the best used bookstores I have ever had the pleasure to explore.

Check out their site:
http://www.recycledbooks.com/

Boxcar Child

One day in the near future I will disclose the location in which this photograph was taken. For now, use your imagination.

Update...As significant time has passed I can now disclose this 'secret' location. This was taken on a train ride through the Czech Republic, leaving Prague and headed to a tiny town I barely remember. My friend and I were in search of the "bone church".

Read It and Eat

I must read at the gym. I cannot get through a 45 minute cardio session without my iPod and something to read. I go crazy without both. I think too much about what I'm doing or what else I could be doing and usually sustain a mild panic attack before quitting entirely. So, my gym bag (an old Guggenheim museum bag, natch) is filled with magazines. My standard fare is NY Magazine, Time, and maybe another random I've picked up. I used to only read tabloids at the gym and I decided last year, as a New Year's resolution to stop that. I might as well take the time to read something worthwhile, right?

Ok, so there are occasionally discarded magazines laying around the gym. Its the YMCA so its a fairly bare-bones establishment (the reason I love it, fyi) and the gym doesn't supply us with any sort of reading materials. So all that is ever there is, well, crap. Or inevitably something that would in no way hold my interest for 45 minutes. Like Golf magazine. Snore.

But today I got lucky. As I was walking to the treadmill, passing by the bikes, I noticed a pile of the day's Sunday LA Times (I do not read the LA Times - ever.) which I of course scoffed at. But then I noticed a thicker glossy something sticking out from under that pile. As I looked down I saw that it was Saveur. Now, this is not an out of the ordinary magazine. It has been around from quite some time. But I do always find it interesting to see FOOD magazines at the GYM. Its a bittersweet read as you desperately try to work off all the food you ate in the first place. And I love love love a good food journal. So, I was all over that Saveur.

Anyway, this Saveur was special. What caught my attention at first was that the cover story was Swedish Christmas traditions. Well, I have two very dear Swedish friends and I thought how perfect to have an issue dedicated to their holiday foods! I could make them a delicious dish when the time comes. As I plop down the glossy on my treadmill I notice something completely unexpected. The issue was from 1997.

Yes, it was a 12 year old Saveur. So very odd. But so very something I love. I have magazines saved from the early 90s. I love the nostalgia or the knowledge that I will someday have nostalgia when I find these issues somewhere down the road. The great thing about this particular issue I found was that it was so well-written and stood the test of time. I read an article on Julia Child that was illuminating (must read more) another of Jewish cooking, and another about a woman in San Francisco who has her own cooking school. Oh, and of course the Swedish Christmas article.

A small little find that put a smile on my face, made that 45 minutes on the treadmill fly by and contributed to a satisfying Sunday afternoon. Oh, and did I mention I was listening to Itzak Perlman all the while? Heaven.

*This is NOT the actual cover, but you get the picture.

Sundays.

I love Sundays. My ideal changes from time to time, place to place, etc. but it really always distills down to, for me, enjoying all of my favorite things in small bites. Like Tapas.

That's what my perfect Sunday looks like: a gorgeous table filled with small little plates of things I love. Typically those plates are piled with the NY Times, a trip to a good market, walking, catching up with friends, a movie perhaps, cooking, and some good old fashioned lounging. Sigh. Its dreamy.

Simple Things

As the saying goes, "sometimes its the simplest things that make us happy." Wait, is that even a real, true 'saying'. I'm not sure. And I'm also not sure that it really needed the quotes around it. Either way, it is a true sentiment for my day.

I am cleaning my apartment. It was in desperate need of some TLC of the elbow grease variety. Poor little flat. I've been in and out of this place so much the past few months it hasn't gotten the attention it deserves. So, today I clean. I always take a certain amount of joy and satisfaction from the process. I always find something I'd forgotten about. I make certain areas look better. I make it smell better. All good things.

After the cleaning...its time to turn my attention to me. Off to the gym for some serious sweat. IPod, New York Magazine, water...and me. Its our special time. And we need it. Desperately.

Also, today is my Dad's 59th Birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad!!! xoxo