Nadia sent me this picture because I told her that I fall in love with cute girls who can do latte art.
“It is almost like Shane MacGowan will walk in and pat you on the back (and then pass out). The Quays is the most authentic Irish pub I have ever been too aside from pubs actually in Ireland. The owner works behind the bar and writes poetry between pints. There is padding at the foot of the steps on the way to the bathroom to soften your fall if you have had one to many and have to pee…”
- review of a bar down the street from my new house,
Do you know of any great cafes within a few blocks of Central Park in Manhattan? I need recommendations.
Today on the way to the Megabus we stopped into Mamoun’s Falafel on Washington Street in downtown Albany. Of course, I had a falafel sandwich. The falafels were just the right size. Not too big or too small. It was really quite good and fresh. We had some baba ganouj as well, and olives. But, what really sold me was that they had some tamarind juice. Drinking tamarind juice always reminds me of when I lived in Costa Rica as a teenager.
Greg and I had mozzarepas the other day at the Steinway street fair in Astoria. Mozzarepas are a combination of mozzarella cheese and arepa, which is fried cornbread. This is a very unhealthy food, but it kind of hit the spot when we were walking around. It is very heavy and filling, but Greg and I did have room for fruit cups, followed by Thai food and beers only moments after consuming the mozzarepas. I have mixed feelings about it. Please write in to tell me your thoughts and feelings on the mozzarepas.
I went through a period where whenever presented with creme brulee for dessert, I would get it. Now, I rarely have it, but it is still a fun thing to eat.
My friend Daniel died about a year and a half ago, when he collapsed while playing drums and could not be revived. I met him when he worked at the Terra Cotta and hosted open mic night. We played music together a lot, working on songs and playing them live at the Terra Cotta. He was one of the first people in Alfred I made friends with when I moved there in August 2010. Today is his birthday, He would have been 28 years old now. Everyone go out and do something fun today because you only live once.
The last time I spoke with him, he was planning on flying his kite in the fields up the hill from North Main Street. I had classes and an after-school program that day, so I was trying to schedule in some kite-flying. ”When are you going to fly your kite?” I asked him. ”When it’s windy,” he replied.
Yesterday I went for dinner at Angelica Kitchen. It was a fantastic all vegetarian restaurant. They served me this drink that they call the Elixir which is half green tea half apple cider with some apple cider vinegar and a piece of orange. I had a huge plate of veggies, in kind of a veggie lasagna sort of presentation. It is very hard to describe. I really liked this place and prices were reasonable. The menu changes every day (it is printed with today’s date). We talked about how getting food like this ruins you on other restaurants that are boring with their vegetarian offerings. We even had desert, which was a whipped tofu pudding deal flavored with maple syrup and agave and a fig newton sort of bar to go with it.
I am very unsure of the awards this salsa has won. Where are the Salsa Awards held? I am trying to fact check it on the internet. Garden Fresh claims they have won 300 or 400 awards, but I could only find them winning around 4 hot sauce awards. I want verification of what is truly the number one best salsa. This is not a claim I take lightly. If this is America’s #1 Award-Winning Salsa, what is The World’s #1 Award-Winning Salsa?
Goldie, Janis, and I ate Mighty Tacos after the Lights show at Club Infinity.
The mightiest of tacos.
2,900 miles from Portland, I had some Stumptown coffee.
Instead of eating at restaurants, I’ve been baking a lot of bread lately.
Alex’s Pizza / Alfred, NY
On New Year’s day we had breakfast at Aroma 31. I had the greek omelette, which included spinach and feta. The feta was enjoyable, in separate little chunks within the omelette. It wasn’t like they blended all the ingredients and fried that up.
Breakfast was reasonably priced, around $11 for the special. They brought tiny, single-serving french presses to our table, as well as mimosas. Enjoying both drinks, nearly at the same time, gave me the reassuring feeling that 2012 was off to the right start.