I’ve been sick. Hence the lack of posts recently. I went out Newport Beach with Reed for a lovely weekend away but on the way back I picked up the flu. Yesterday I couldn’t even get out of bed but luckily I had an interesting book that I have to finish for my book club this weekend.
In the past when I haven’t been felling well my cat, Bounce, has looked at me with eyes that said, ‘Why are you being such a loser mom? Let’s play!’. But this time she curled up next to me in bed for most of the day. I think she’s maturing. Continue reading
Sadly a few years ago voles decimated my parents’ asparagus beds but they put in new ones surrounded by wire cages to protect the roots. The wire cages seem to be doing the job because the new plants are flourishing.
Generally, when I roast asparagus I go with olive oil, sesame seeds, and garlic salt but the Greenwich Grill’s version was delicious and substantial enough to be a light lunch. The Greenwich Grill is an interesting place. It specializes in Italian food with a Japanese touches. For instance our bread was served with tuna infused cream cheese (I’m not a fan) instead of the usual olive oil. I preferred their Italian focused dishes like asparagus or the chicken with bacon.
Roast Asparagus Milanese (serves 2)
(Active time: 10 minutes Total time: 25 minutes)
- 2 tablespoons olive oil
- 10-15 asparagus spears, trimmed
- 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic salt
- a couple grinds of fresh black pepper
- 2 large eggs
- 1 tablespoon butter
Preheat oven to 450°F. Toss the asparagus on a baking sheet with olive oil. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Roast until tender and browned in spots, about 15 minutes. Remove the asparagus from the oven group into two equal groups. Sprinkle cheese over the groups and roast until the cheese has melted, about 2-3 minutes. Plate the asparagus and keep warm.
Meanwhile, heat a large skillet and melt the butter. Once the foam subsides, fry the eggs. Gently transfer an egg on top of each group of asparagus. Season with salt and pepper; serve.
*Roast Asparagus Milanese would be great for breakfast or as a side dish along side ham or roast chicken.
About a year ago I first noticed deviled eggs appearing on menus in New York. A year later they’re everywhere. Usually they’re spiffed up with a bacon infusion or spiked with sriracha sauce but I’m still a sucker for old school deviled eggs. Although, there are so many recipes for deviled eggs that everyone’s idea of traditional deviled egg is probably a little different.
A few months ago when Reed and I were down in Atlanta, we ordered deviled eggs three ways at Holeman & Finch Public House. Holeman & Finch is a cool Atlanta restaurant that specialize in small plates doing modern takes on traditional Southern food. There’s a lot of heritage pork on the menu and everything we tried was excellent but super filling.
Last summer I moved from Prospect Heights, Brooklyn to Park Slope, Brooklyn. Even though Prospect Heights is only a few blocks away I don’t spend much time there anymore. One of the main things I miss from the old neighborhood, aside from my lovely duplex with a backyard, is Joyce Bakeshop. It’s a neighborhood café/bakery that’s always packed with freelancers working on their MacBooks, kids stopping in for a cookie, and commuters getting their morning coffee. Their macaroons are top notch and they’ve never failed me for great cupcakes, coffee, and baguettes.
When my sweet tooth reared its ugly head the other day I decided to walk over to Joyce Bakeshop. I opted for their lemon tart. I love fruit curds (such an awful name for something so delicious). Generally, I only find lemon curd (think lemon bars and lemon tarts) which is good stuff available commercially but there are many other exciting curd options that you can explore if you make your own. My favorite is passion fruit curd which makes a lovely bright yellow passion fruit tart.
Yesterday, my friend Lauren returned from a vacation in the Bahamas. She’d quickly booked the trip after breaking up with her boyfriend of two years a few weeks ago. We meet for dinner at Kaz an Nou, a new Caribbean/French bistro, and over saltfish and sweet potato cakes, she showed me her pictures of pina coladas at sunset, beautiful beaches and palm trees.
She’d had a great time and barely thought about her ex at all. In fact she meet a guy who was cute, sweet and told her that her ex wasn’t good enough, he’d let the relationship fail and all the other things she wanted to hear. A fun flirtation in the islands seems like a great way to power through the first few weeks after a break up. She’s planning to go back in another month as a reward to herself, if she doesn’t contact her ex for the month.