the neighborhood bar

when the boy and i left williamsburg, i never thought i would find a neighborhood bar that could rival trophy.  the owners and staff are genuine, laid back, and serious about food and booze.  the vibe was unpretentious and incredibly friendly.  on an off night or before the rush, you could find yourself chatting with the owners for hours or hitting it off with a fellow patron or helping taste test a new drink or menu item.  so many happy hours, birthdays, and good memories.

i am relieved that lloyd whisky bar proved me wrong.  from the first time i walked in, i felt at home. . . dark wood floors, a fantastic leaning bar and cosy decor.  it doesn't hurt that the owner also hails from brooklyn and has also done stints at whisky ward and verlaine, my old go-to.  all the elements are right- perfectly concocted cocktails, an impressive whisky and bourbon selection, surprisingly delicious food and most importantly an awesome staff.

in the face of our often unusual work schedules, i have come to look forward to our weekly standing date night at lloyd.  boiler maker for him.  dirty gin martini for me.

sushi on my mind

sushi is one of my favorite foods and i enjoy a variety of types and levels. kind of like my taste in movies.

sometimes i like pure, minimalist sushi- reminiscent of a great film- where superior quality means everything and subtlety is sublime.

yet i also enjoy those quirky rolls- indie films- that test the senses with unusual flavor and ingredient combinations that delight you when they work.

and honestly, sometimes even grocery store sushi, much like a rom-com, while lacking in substance can do the trick.

living in nyc spoiled me.  so many options.  not enough time.   i was able to satiate my sushi cravings with the press of the dial- i admit to almost weekly deliveries from sumo sushi (yes, one play boy roll and spicy tuna tartar please!).  often meeting up with friends at kanoyama or cherin sushi depending on the weekly budget. . and for special occasions- sushi of gari where i experienced my first sushi-gasm.

having a few months of philly under my belt, i was starting to get the feeling that finding a good sushi joint might be tough.  our first attempt was hikari in northern liberties, a small restaurant tucked away on north american street.  service- fine.  atmosphere- fine.  prices-fine.  food- m'eh.  all in all, not a bad experience but not worth repeating. . . a shame- would have loved to have had a winner in walking distance.

on a whim, the boy and i decided to try umai umai in fairmount.  we got to the neighborhood, which feels incredibly similar to park slope, around 9:40 and i'm feeling slightly anxious because they close at 10:30. so we do a lap to find parking, and then another, and then another.  luckily we were able to squeeze into a  mostly legitimate spot around 10pm, directly in front of the restaurant.  we get seated promptly and start looking over the menu.

we order oyster shooters, the sashimi platter, the spartan, eternal sunshine and the poseidon roll.  the oyster shooters were divine- kumamoto oysters with sea urchin and quail egg in a citrus, cilantro dressing.  the sashimi was a little too cold, but respectably fresh.  the winners were the "designer" rolls, especially the eternal sunshine which i really didn't think would work but was delicious- panko crusted flounder with avocado, salmon, cucumber, apricot miso, blueberry balsamic, and pine nuts.  our waitress was lovely and attentive and the scene was a lively thanks to the byob policy.

i left dinner with a full belly and cautiously optimistic about discovering more worthwhile sushi restaurants in phily. . . next up fat salmon, and maybe for a special occasion morimoto. . .

Run V Run

On my 34th birthday... feeling a little out of shape and vowing to be at my fittest at 35, I signed up to run in the #PhillyLoveRun.  It has provided much ended motivation in maintaining a workout routine and eating well...upping the stakes was getting my sister to sign up as well.

4.5 months whizzed by and race day snuck up on me. Weather outlook looked bleak and did not let up... We woke up to gray skies, drizzling rain and cold winds.

There is something inspiring being part of a ten thousand strong group just crazy enough to run 13.1 miles in a torrential downpour on a Sunday morning. Not only does Philly feel a little more like home, but I am now officially hooked on half marathons. It is the perfect race distance- serious enough to involve rigorous training but much easier on the knees and joints!

Just tying to figure out when my next race will be!

Celebratory brunch followed at Garces Trading Co, one of my favorite brunch spots in Philly. I opted for the brunch special starting with bubbly (a must for any festivity!) endive and frisée salad with Gorgonzola, citrus and golden raisins, unctuous baked eggs with spicy tomatos and lardons served with crostini with a black olive tapenade as well as a side of bacon (hey in did just run 13 miles!).  

I insisted that my husband get the Croque  Madame - one of the best versions (as good as Schiller's in the LES).  He was not disappointed!

*note to anonymous- I have been horrible with blogging- work/moving/all the usual excuses...but hope to make more time good forward!  Philly is a foodie delight and I am excited to share my finds!

i never thought i would say this

i am officially sick of going to ikea (at least for the next year or so)- i don't mean to sound ungrateful because we have gotten some truly great furniture and housewares at affordable prices. . . but we've gone so many times in the past few weeks that we know exactly what time it opens, recognize thomas the customer service associate and know exactly WHICH aisle and bin to get components for our storage closets!  so yes, we're definitely starting to settle in and the husband asked me today if i felt like i've moved to the suburbs. 

honestly, no, i feel like i'm in another part of brooklyn.  there are a multitude of fantastic restaurants and bars in walking distance, community gardens galore, easily accessible subway and bus stations, grit mixed in with uber hipsterness (at least kensington/fishtown does not have the shishiness of northern liberties). so far i love our section philadelphia. it will take some time for sure, when it feels so familiar and when it feels like home rather than some new adventure. . . picture of front and back yard below!

but we are off to a good start and our neighbors are unexpectedly friendly. . forcing me out of my shyness and nyc silo mentality. dare i say i see some potlucks/dinner parties ahead? 

today the boy and i ventured to mid century warehouse in their new fishtown location (this is AFTER going to ikea to get more outdoor furniture and hangers - seriously 8 wooden hangers for $3.99 can't beat it!).  we had scored a beautiful dentist (we use for liquor) cabinet and dresser years ago. . .and hoped to find the perfect table/desk for the bedroom.  while we left empty handed from MCW, we did explore kensington avenue and a nook of vietnamese restaurants.  

we ate at Cafe Pho Ga Thanh Thang.  no menu.  cash only.  they serve two things.  chicken and beef pho.  we ordered two large bowls of chicken pho and a plate of chicken- all for $22! the broth was delicious and while i was slurping away, i happily surveyed the tables full of vietnamese, latino, thai and caucasian guests.  tables turned quite quickly yet there was a line out the door to get in. . . can't wait to try the bun bo hue place next door and thang long across the street.

a good summer read

on my morning run through haverford college's nature trail, i listened to an interesting episode of "freakanomics" about government employees gone wild. 

apparently, the government publishes an ethics guide called the "encyclopedia of ethical failure" which gives true accounts of government employees who have acted unlawfully or otherwise have demonstrated seriously bad judgement in their positions

e.g. one former naval officer cheated on his wife and got his mistress pregnant, than tried faking his death to his spouse!

i will be checking out the full document tonight. . . but wanted to share the link, enjoy!

whirlwind

almost as quickly as i made the move some years ago from LA to NYC (a month from decision making to unpacking my boxes in brooklyn), the boy and i have found ourselves a new home in the city of brotherly love.

despite great effort and strategic planning- things unraveled unexpectedly.

the boy gets a job in philly we find our dream house in fishtown.  i tell my boss we are moving out of NYC- they are not okay with it so i start job hunting. we move in with my brother and sis-in-law. my company decides they are okay with the move but then an offer i can't refuse comes along.   

in a couple weeks, the dust will begin to settle. . .then, there will be time to explore the new neighborhood, uncover philadelphia's treasures, and start some new adventures!

uncovering the culinary delights of Ft Greene

my first experience with ft greene was years ago attending a friend of my husband's housewarming party.  to this day THAT loft remains perhaps the coolest real (a.k.a. not in a magazine or t.v. show) apartment i've ever been in.  high ceilings created a sense of spaciousness that one longs for in NYC, a to-die-for walk-in close, books neatly stacked up in towers, an antique clothing rack with jeans artfully displayed, and the clincher . . . an enclosed backyard patio!! being owned, remodeled and decorated by an uber designy couple didn't hurt.  nonetheless, int hose days ft greene was still a bargain to live in and felt remote.  there was little in the way of shops, entertainment or restaurants.

no longer a hidden gem, ft greene is rapidly developing with new restaurants galore, cute boutiques and a farmer's market stationed in the park.

the boy and i had a chance to meet up with friends at the brooklyn sandwich society last saturday.

um.

WOW.

in terms of food alone- literally, the best brunch i have had in a really long time.  i ordered the roasted oyster mushrooms served with creme fraiche and seasoned with rosemary and topped with an oh so rich, runny duck egg.  a bowl of generously buttered, crispy bread was thoughtfully provided to sop up that unctuous yolk.  

for the table, we ordered to share (1) biscuits & gravy that would make any southern grandma proud and (2)  "meat in a skillet" aka duck sausage and berkshire bacon (we should have ordered 2!). the biscuits were moist and the duck sausage gravy imparted amazing flavor (i am really over bland gravy, i mean what's the point and such a waste of calories?!)

every morsel was mouth-watering and delicious with succulent flavors not for the faint of heart or health conscious.  these guys are doing it right and i can't wait to try their dinner menu!  

Starry Nights

Dining at two Steven Starr steakhouses on consecutive weekends, first Butcher & Singer then Barclay Prime, sounds and is both decadent and delightful.  However, the close proximity of the events forces one to compare the style, standards and experience of both.  While both have Starr DNA, an attention to providing fabulous design and attention to detail, extremely high quality ingredients and excellent customer service, the two restaurants had completely distinct personalities.

Butcher & Singer plays homage to the traditional steakhouse.  Walking into the opulent and fantastically re-designed former bank building, one is transported back in time and you can imagine yourself surrounded by high rolling business executives or mobsters strutting around with cigar in one hand and a bejeweled starlet on the  other.  Despite the sky high ceilings and spaciousness of the restaurant, the warm tones of the decor, comfy u-shaped booths and friendly service are overwhelmingly inviting.  The food does not disappoint- the porterhouse is prepared exactly as requested, a true medium rare with a wonderful salty char, the meat practically melting in your mouth.  Surprisingly, for a steakhouse, the sides did not feel like a complete afterthought.  The brussel sprouts and asparagus are delicious and had me wanting more.  I blame the 2 or 3 blue cheese stuffed, dirty gin martinis for the sole photo (sorry!). . . and yes, the cocktails alone are worth a bar visit.

While Butcher & Singer recalls the decadence and glory of old Hollywood, Barclay and Prime is effortlessly cool, refined in its minimalism.  White marble tables and walls are offset by walnut bookcases and plush green sofas.  Our waitress is exceptional- witty under duress (loss power for a few minutes),  knowledgeable and ready with recommendations and in tune with her clientele.  A wonderful moment during the dinner was when the waitress offered a tray of top grade knives- wusthof, henckels, shun- choose your weapon!

Now, for the food! The wedge salad was a notch above the norm with lumps of crab meat and the beet salad with microgreens surprised with a playful, pistachio crunch.  The miso glazed black cod was superbly prepared and a perfect dish for my mom.  The porterhouse which I shared with the sis-in-law was solid, but dare I say it, not as good as Butcher & Singer's.  Even now I cannot put my finger on the disparity, perhaps not quite as flavorful or not as well seasoned. . . but the New York strip and the Short Ribs were divine and had me dreaming about steak the rest of the week.  The cooked mushrooms and truffle oil mashed potatoes sides were standout good- rich and earthy.  

So the verdict- which is the better steakhouse?  I suppose it comes down to what you think a steakhouse should be and I am a sucker for a traditional style steakhouse so my vote goes to Butcher & Singer.  That being said, I would eagerly go back to either restaurant!

Discovering Philly's gems: part 1

Was in Philly for an unexpectedly short weekend trip (THANKS Hurricane Sandy) for belated birthday festivities with the husband, brother and sis-in-law. Our get togethers are inevitably gluttonous, boozy and chock full of lowbrow humor and merriment (read lots of butt and poop jokes).

Nonetheless there is never a shortage of delicious food and this weekend proved no different. We started the weekend with brunch at Honey's Sit n Eat nestled in Northern Liberties. Although it was relatively early, there was already an impressive wait so we took the first table available which meant sitting outside on a slightly cold morning. However spot on and hot Le Colombe coffee helped warm me up.

The menu was straightforward with an emphasis on All-American comfort food comprised of high-quality and fresh ingredients. We shared fried pickles which for once did not disappoint me with generous diagonally cut pieces encrusted with cornmeal fried batter and served with a well balanced aioli. For the main dish I opted for the sausage, bacon and white bean stew dusted with breadcrumbs and served in a small crock bowl and a side of roasted brussel sprouts. The stew was hearty and reminded me of an amazing bread stew I had many years ago in Florence. The sprouts were a little too oily for my taste but still hit the spot. The boy ordered the country fried steak with gravy served with a side of mac n cheese, onion rings, and a biscuit. I quite enjoyed the biscuit but felt the steak and gravy, while better than average, were not particularly memorable or standout.

All in all a great find, earnest and easy food, exceptionally friendly waitress and BYOB to boot!

Casa Mono does a small plate right

maybe it's because my eyes are often bigger than my stomach, or that i don't want to miss out on a better dish or that i want to try everything, but i have always had a love for small plates, whether it's dim sum, banchan or tapas.  the spanish variety was just beginning to experience it's heyday when i first moved to NYC in 2005, and even with a tapas laden trip to barcelona, i still couldn't get enough of it.  Pinxtos (which is sadly no mas), Tia Pol, Oliva (also closed), 1492, Mercat, Boqueria. . .

and yet, despite having a fondness for it's sister tapas establishment Bar Jamon, i had somehow missed Casa Mono! it is a gem of a restaurant, tucked away on 17th and irving.  the atmosphere is warm, inviting- matching the friendliness of the waitstaff.  a great place for small groups or a cozy date.

our selections are pictured below: pumpkin and goatcheese croquettes, charceuterie and cheese plate, blackened beets,  lobster wrapped in a banana leaf, yellowfin tuna, skirt steak, and calamares (sorry no picture) and grilled duck breast. every dish was well executed and beautifully presented. 

however, there were two standouts for me.  (1) the duck which was a true medium rare, therein maximizing flavor and succulence and complimented nicely with sour plums and parsnips. (2) the grilled squid served with harissa and squid ink, which managed to be both clean and decadent all at once.  oh Casa Mono, am i so glad i finally found you!

Bistro Petit

Bistro Petit has been on my list of "must try" neighborhood restaurants for quite some time and this past saturday night i finally had the opportunity to go.  when a restaurant has especially high reviews- i'm always a bit nervous- will the experience live up to the hype? are the positive remarks a result of exuberance from going to the new restaurant? does the reviewer have similar tastes?  

all reservations melted away at first bite of a sumptuous, grilled artichoke served with a medley of greens, fava beans and olives lightly dressed in oil.  such a simple dish but nonetheless remarkably delicious.   

truffled mac and cheese- obviously got too carried away with sampling before i remembered to snap a photo! yummy but really how can you go wrong with mac and cheese and truffles?

steak frites are reinterpreted as sliced, organic strip loin steak in a peppercorn sauce topped with ribbon fries.  really a great piece of meat.  served (thank you!) as requested, a true medium rare.  the high quality of the meat was immediately noticeable, both tender, flavorful and perfectly seared.  and yes, those ribbon fries are addictive- something between a chip and a french fry. Bistro Petit's steak is a serious contender (watch out St.Anselm)!

genius is having the foresight to develop an idea that makes so much sense after the fact, that you wonder why you had never thought of it before.  kimchi bouillabaisse is pure genius.  Chef Park masterfully tempers, without losing the spirit and flavor, of kimchi chige in his refined rendition of this hearty seafood stew.  come fall/wintry night, you may find me holed up here with a bottle of soju or sake and devouring an order of bouillabaisse.

worrying that there might not be enough food (which turned out not to be the case), we requested an order of the duck confit.  oh my.  this may have been the surprise table favorite ("they should just make a vat of that stuff" exclaimed The Nose after a taste of the foie gras toast accompanying the duck), crispy skin encasing perfectly seasoned and succulent meat which was nicely offset by the crisp arugula and pomegranate salad. 

    

i LOVE Bistro Petit.  they serve really really good food with the finest ingredients (locally sourced, organic blah blah blah), without being pretentious. it feels honest. humble. given the increasingly sceney environs, this is a remarkable feat.  please don't change.  and i hope i didn't embarrass the chef too much with my enthusiastic compliments. . . .i tend to get carried away when it comes to food.

end of summer

I approached Labor Day weekend with mixed feelings- excited to meet up with my husband in Maryland, but sad to say goodbye to summer Fridays and lots of sunshine. . . nonetheless, it was a spectacular weekend of catching up with loved ones, delectable dining- and oh yes, sleeping on the NY-DC bus both ways!

The husband and I decided to make our first restaurant stop MOA, a nondescript- have to go out of your way to find, Korean restaurant in Rockville Maryland.   Why Korean? Because it's one of my favorite foods and my poor husband has been sorely lacking in food variety in Ohio!  The banchan came out pretty immediately- pretty decent kim chi and the waitress kindly told us to let her know if we need refills.  A nice change from the sometimes stinginess I encounter in NY restaurants.  We ordered seafood pajun (pancake), yook gae jang (spicy beef stew), and ojingeo boekkum (spicy stir fried squid) .  I pride myself in being an expert in pajun and I have to say, that Moa's was literally one of the BEST I've ever had.  The other two dishes were good but not remarkable, and I was disappointed by the toned down spice level (but giving them the benefit of the doubt and that they are catering to the general clientele?).  Nonetheless, all in all worthwhile and a repeatable eating experience!

The next notable meal was an early Sunday dinner at Founding Farmers with the sister and brother-in-law and our two adorable nieces.  It was our second time returning and now is officially tied as "favorite" Maryland restaurant (the other is Brewer's Art in Baltimore who's herbed fries I dream about!).  

We started with cocktails and shared appetizers for the table: Dogs & Rolls (you pick 3 types of essentially mini hot dogs of which we chose the Chow-Chow Relish Dog, Bacon Cheddar Dog and Chili Cheese Dog); Smears, Dips and Table Spreads, and Mussels with Sausage and Pesto.  The best dog was the chili cheese variety which was more of a sausage that had a smart bite and the chili actually held its own against the sausage.  The variety of dips includes an addictive romesco sauce and which I blame for always being too full before I even start my entree.  The mussels, a last minute request from the husband, should not be missed. The broth is wonderfully savory and begs to be sopped up with the crusty bread and devoured.  Entree for me was the Spicy Ahi Tuna Poke Salad and for the boy the Prime Rib Dip.  My dish was the perfect summer meal- fresh, light and flavorful (note: combination of cilantro lime dressing and kung pao sauce is genius).  The boy's is comfort food was comfort food at it's best- succulent pieces of already flavorful meat paired with gruyere and onions on  ciabatta. 

Oh Maryland, so many treasures to revisit and discover. . . until next time.

taste of purgatorio

Trying a trendy restaurant in New York is always a bit of a gamble.  Will the food live up to the hype or will it be a disappointing waste of money and stomach space? And if you know me, you know that there are few things more upsetting to me than wasted calories on non tasty food!

This past Saturday afternoon, I found myself at Dell'anima with J, S, Blondie and his wife. As I bit into a slice of deliciously crusty bread slathered with fresh ricotta, drizzled with honey and pine nuts, any thoughts of ordering a sensible salad flew out the window.

Instead, I ordered the uova in purgatorio and was rewarded by a divine dish.  My eggs were perfectly runny and served in a succulent tomato sauce with pancetta, rosemary and shallots.  All to be sopped up with the most buttery garlicy bread.  Just plain sinful.  Can't wait to do it again.  

Memorable Eats in Istanbul

The husband and I were fortunate enough to have the opportunity to visit Istanbul for one of my best friend’s weddings.  . .and what an amazing and beautiful city it is!  Of course – there is the incredible history and tradition, extremely friendly locals and blend of culture/ethnicity which we got to experience by way of the cuisine.

Three most memorable meals:

Day 1. Dinner at Haci Abdullah just off the main shopping district in Taksim after drinks with the bride & groom and bride’s family at a nearby bar.  Honestly, this meal was one delicious blur as there were so many different dishes, and yes, I may have been a bit tipsy.  The cuisine was traditional Ottoman style and luckily we had a native ordering for us.  There were two rounds of courses- an assortment of cold dishes including an artichoke salad, various stuffed peppers and stuffed grape leaves followed by several hot dishes such as a slow cooked lamb shank, meatballs and rice pilaf.     

Day 2 (and 3).  A brunchy lunch at Taksim Lades, a standard Turkish restaurant catering to both locals and visitors where we devoured a smorgasboard of food- fried eggs with sausage, fried eggs with lamb, clotted cream & honey (and the very reason why I insisted on going back for another breakfast), and fresh vegetables and olives drizzled with extra virgin olive oil- for USD$20!!  The freshness of the ingredients- namely the eggs and tomatoes- was remarkable.

Day 4 (and 6). Lamb and Liver kebap wraps at Durumzade, a hole in the wall kebap joint a few blocks from the boisterous bars in Beyoglu.  You order single or double order of your choice of meat which is then grilled over coals, seasoned with parsley, sumac, onions and tomatoes before being wrapped and placed over the grill one last time before serving.  The result is a simple, perfect meal for $3-5.

Play.Rewind.Fast Forward.

I have been horribly absent (read: negligent slacker).  Life has been a bit crazed this spring but fortunately summer brings exciting and happy changes with life settling down sufficiently so that I can recommit to blogging!

There are SOOO many amazing meals that I've had in the past few months- so I'll just share some highlights/snapshots of my favorite and most memorable meals (that I actually had a camera handy for)!!

Joseph's in Bridgeport, CT is a serious contender for one of my all time favorite steakhouses- although that may not be surprising given it's owner, Joseph Kustra is a Luger alum.  We ordered the Joseph Special Appetizer (don't waste your stomach space), steak for three (served on a hot plate with copious amounts of butter, and cooked to perfection), creamed spinach and mushrooms (double yum).  Definitely worth repeating!

   

On a road trip to visit friends in Charlottesville, MangoPrincess, the boy, and I decided to take a side trip to visit Polyface Farm, a place I hold in very high regard.  We were able to mosey around, see the chickens and pigs and toured the grounds with the help of the shy farm dog.  We also bought bacon and eggs which traveled with us to Edgewater, MD where we enjoyed a breakfast of crusty bread sourced from the Cheese Shop in Williamsburg (a college favorite), scrambled eggs and oven baked bacon.  The most egg-y eggs and bacon-y bacon.  Unbelievable.  You have to try it and if you are lucky enough to live in delivering distance of Polyface Farm, you SHOULD partake!!

Back in NYC, it was time to dine with friends before starting the new job.  Lunch with VK at the Crooked Tree where I actually veered off from my usual chicken and goat cheese crepe and enjoyed a hearty and fresh Crooked Cobb Salad which tasted too good to be actually healthy.

And boy, do I count my lucky starts for MF for introducing me to the wonderful world of kosher restaurants in NYC and proving that they can offer so much more than matzo ball soup and deli sandwiches!  We enjoyed a meat feast at Abigael's on Broadway starting with Korean BBQ sliders, smoked brisket eggrolls, and a massive 32oz rib steak.