If you haven’t heard, Blue Hill in New York City is going through some renovations this month. In the meantime, they’re hosting the pop-up, wastED. As the name suggests the restaurant focuses on the wasted cuts of meat and produce of the restaurant industry, giving them the spotlight and a life of their own. At some point during the meal, my husband uttered a very true statement. “You know we’re basically eating garbage…really expensive garbage.” He was absolutely right. Though I must stress, very DELICIOUS garbage.
I came to a huge Brooklyn realization this year: I don’t go to Williamsburg. It’s not that I dislike Williamsburg–I actually like the neighborhood very much–it’s just so far! Sure, for Manhattanites, it’s a quick ride on the L train. But from Bay Ridge… The fastest way for me to get to Williamsburg is to go through Manhattan. Did you hear that? I have to go to another borough to get to a different part of my own borough. Ridiculous, I know.
So why has this discovery become so apparent now? Well as I sit down to write my 2015 restaurant bucket list, I of course reflect on the 2014 list. No, wait…don’t click that link. It’s embarrassing really. It’s not like I didn’t eat out this year; oh I ate out plenty. But from my bucket list, I only managed a mere 5 of the 10 restaurants. Don’t worry I have excuses.
Have you been apple picking yet this year? If not, you should definitely go. NOW! The weekend is beautiful and there’s still plenty of apples if you head to the right spot. For me, apple picking is a fall necessity. Last year might have been the first year I can remember that I didn’t go apple picking. It’s a tradition that started with my family as a kid, continued with my high school friends and now I do with my husband every October.
Helloooooooo! I’m back. You’ll never guess what happened. So I went on vacation. Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook probably saw a ton of photos from our trip to Scotland and Northern Ireland. Yes, I was there right around the vote, but no I wasn’t there for the vote. We were actually in Northern Ireland at that point. Anyway, prior to leaving on vacation, I was pretty disciplined about blogging in advance. The goal was to take some time off and not have to think about writing while I was away. The plan worked brilliantly. That is of course, until I came back.
The problem with vacations is you’re so stimulated, that you come back needing an extra vacation. For three weeks I’ve sat at my computer and stared with no motivation to put words to the screen. Things are starting to get back to normal and I promise I’ll have some pretty incredible recipes for you very soon (just because I took a break from blogging, doesn’t mean I stopped cooking!), but for now I’ll share some of my favorite scenes from Scotland.
It’s no secret that I’m a cookbook hoarder. Every time I try to “declutter” my collection I end up tossing one or two books, only to replace them with another three or four. But it’s the cookbooks that stay in my collection, the ones with dog-tailed pages and olive oil spilled across the pages that hold a special place in my heart. After owning it for just a few weeks, The New Greenmarket Cookbook easily earned a treasured place. Written by Gabrielle Langholtz, the book features 100 recipes that celebrates each and every season.