John Hodgman, former professional literary agent, is now a food columnist (my dream job!) for Men's Journal. In April he went In Search of the Next Big Fish. In May, we discover him Rediscovering the Lost Art of Bitters. And a quick search yields many more results, including an article extoling "the Lobsterwich - the perfect summer sandwich." Move over, Steingarten, there's a new man on the block!
It's that time of year again when the "best of" lists are out. Here's NYmetro.com's Best of New York 2003 food. Local spot Jefferson won Best New Neighborhood Joint. I haven't eaten there yet, but have been meaning to. Now I'll have to get on it before it becomes too crowded!
MUG highlights Cornelia Street's array of moderate restaurants today. Though they sound tempting, I've yet to explore any of them except Home, where last October (on our visit to find an apartment) we stopped in for some comfort and warmth during a downpour after a brutal altercation with a real estate broker. Home was homey alright, alas Jason's macaroni & cheese had plastic in it. They apologized and gave us free desert and coffee, but the damage was done and our appetites disappeared. We slogged back to my cousin's apt. in the rain, wondering whether we had the stamina to live in NYC. I think I'll try Le Gigot if we dare eat on Cornelia Street again.
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Summer drinks should be like summer evenings: long, light and cool. Guest writer A.D. introduces some less common ones to enliven our senses during these wonderful long hot days.
Food traditions bind my family; I'm reminded of that every year when I drive to north-central Massachusetts to pick strawberries with my grandparents.
My mother swears by frozen fish. I was unconvinced, and decided to put her statements to the test: could flash-frozen fish taste as good as fresh local fish from the Greenmarket or even fresh fish from a local supermarket?
