On Friday night, a must-know, must-love bosom friend of mine had a 30th birthday bash at Mable's Smokehouse in Brooklyn, NY. It was one of those last minute decisions to go when afterward you say "was there ever any doubt that I would be there?". If you can't go there with Anslee, at least get yourself some pulled pork and collard greens. Also awesome - Dad's Cough Syrup -whiskey and Dr. Pepper.
http://www.mablessmokehouse.com/index.html
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Blueberry Bay
Paradise, an oasis, heavenly is Blueberry Bay. It's in Stratham, New Hampshire. If you can't get to it this summer then know that I enjoyed it to the fullest on your behalf. They have blueberries to pick and flowers to cut and it's one of the more perfect places on earth.
http://www.blueberrybayfarm.com/
http://www.blueberrybayfarm.com/
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
And we're back.
After moving from Lancaster, Pennsylvania to Somerville, Massachusetts, having one baby girl, and consuming many meals not blog-worthy (and some that were), We Are Back. I didn't know what would get us rolling again until last Saturday night. Now it is clear that I was waiting for Russ Parsons' Lamb-Stuffed Cabbage Rolls. I'm not sure who this man is but he has a gift. I found the recipe on Wednesday Chef, which if I remember correctly is exactly where I first found inspiration a year and a half ago when this blog began. Now the Wednesday Chef is living in Berlin with a book contract and I'm sitting in my living room with my black-eyed peas soaking and a baby asleep in the next room.
But back to Saturday night when a craving for meat led us on a recipe hunt which then led us on a walk to Savenor's where the nicest butcher in the neighborhood ground us some fresh lamb. When he reemerged from the back and held out the meat, I knew it was going to be a good night. And it was. The dish turned out better than we could have hoped and I'm still thinking about it, and definitely still talking about it.
But back to Saturday night when a craving for meat led us on a recipe hunt which then led us on a walk to Savenor's where the nicest butcher in the neighborhood ground us some fresh lamb. When he reemerged from the back and held out the meat, I knew it was going to be a good night. And it was. The dish turned out better than we could have hoped and I'm still thinking about it, and definitely still talking about it.
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