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NoBe at SoBe

By Jacque Burke

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For being such a short month, February manages to bring us a lot: Valentine’s Day, a day off for President’s Day (so what if it stinks a little of Mao Zedong? I’ll take it!), and if your profession falls under the umbrella of hospitality, February also brings the Food Network’s South Beach Wine & Food Festival in sunny Miami. This weekend, our great industry will descend upon SoBe wielding their festival passes, luggage full of their most glamorous summer clothes, a huge appetite and a desperate need for a tan.

 

I, however, will be staying here in New York having my own weekend of fork-slinging fun that I am affectionately referring to as NoBe from here on out.

 

While Allen Brothers brings fresh-from-the-plane SoBe partyers the Burger Bash on Thursday, I’ll be taking myself to DuMont Burger in Williamsburg for a DuMont Mini Burger with caramelized onions and gruyere cheese.

 

As Laurent Tourondel raises a glass to Cocktails and Claws at his happy hour on the roof of Miami’s Betsy Hotel on Friday, I will be sidling up to the bar at Hotel Delmano in Williamsburg for Jeff Hanson’s Elderflower Tequila Gimlet.

 

Instead of taking a seat at Eos’ Haute Holistic Dinner on Saturday hosted by Chef Michael Psilakis, Dr. Etti Ben-Zion and Terry Zarikian I’ll be tucking into a plate of Green Spelt with Swiss Chard and Red Beans at Eat, the Greenpoint enclave that was reviewed recently by The Underground Gourmet.

 

And on Sunday when everyone is boarding that plane bound for New York, I’ll be sleeping late.

 

What I’m:

Reading:                The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls

Watching:              Munchies episodes on VBS.tv

Eating:                  Will Prunty’s Olive Oil Bundt Cake with my own special twist, 3 tsp. of cardamom.

Listening To:          My Brightest Diamond, Bring Me The Workhorse

 

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By Katherine Bryant Flaherty

 

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The whole world has been watching as the best athletes in the world compete for medals and glory at the 2010 Winter Olympics. And last week, the whole beer world watched as another global competition was held. On February 14th, Beer Advocate, the popular internet magazine dedicated to the culture of craft beer, announced their list of “The Top 100 Beers on the Planet.

 

Yes, there is much less spandex involved in brewing than there is in winter sports. And a wrong move in beer-making only results in off-flavors, not a broken leg or a skate wound. But to be sure, the thrill of victory and the spirit of competition is huge in both contests.

 

The delicious, intoxicating rankings can be found here.

 

There were some surprises on the list, the biggest of which is Santa Rosa, California’s Russian River Brewing Company sneaking in on the reigning Belgian sweetheart, Westvleteren 12 for the first place spot.  Russian River’s Pliny the Younger, a seasonal triple IPA [and the sibling to one of my favorite beers of all time, Pliny the Elder] tied the Trappist Quad for top honors with an A+ / 4.62 rating. My Pliny the Elder took 5th place.

 

And congrats to our client, Chicago-based Goose Island who earned the 37th and 38th spots with their powerhouse imperials, Bourbon County Stout and Night Stalker respectively.

 

Overall the American breweries dominated, holding four of the top five places. Surprising for a Boston-based publication where awards are based on reader reviews? No. Clearly this ranking system is biased. U.S. beers are more accessible to readers than the more obscure foreign brews so obviously the American beers receive more reviews and are better represented in the rankings.

But, unlike the Olympics, this contest is all about alcohol, so you can’t take it too seriously.

Now, please excuse me, the Men’s Snowboarding Cross finals are on and I have a lot of craft beers to taste.

 

 

What I’m:

Reading: Edible Manhattan

Eating: Quality Street Chocolate from the UK

Drinking: The Top 100 Beers on the Planet

Watching: The Olympics

Listening to: Modest Mouse, Float On

 

My Date with Cereal

by Randee Braham


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Every since I was a child I had a fondness for cereal.  I can vividly remember sitting on a stool in my grandmother’s kitchen as she spooned teaspoons of sugar over a freshly poured bowl of Rice Krispies.  I sat there listening to that Snap, Crackle, and Pop and I believe that is where my affinity cereal began. 

 

As I grew older my cereal choices changed, first to Corn Flakes, then Honey Nut Cheerios, Cocoa Krispies (loved how the milk would then become chocolate milk),  and Cinnamon Toast Crunch (never with milk, always just straight out of the box).  Cereal was my go-to meal, whether after coming home from grade school or as I got older coming home from a late night out.  It is one of those meals that is always satisfying and when pouring too much milk at first, you have an excuse to go back once the bowl is almost finished and add some more. 

 

New brands of cereal are constantly introduced to the market place where more sugar and brighter colors are used to attract those first-time cereal buyers, but for me I still continue to stick with the basics.  However, I must admit when Honey Bunches of Oats hit the grocery store aisle I found heaven — the corn flakes that I had grown to love mixed with sweet oat clusters, just thinking about it while writing this has me excited to go home and pour myself a  bowl. 

 

Cereal is the one pantry staple at my house that is always overstocked.  At this time I tend to mix and match with Shredded Wheat squares as the base, Honey Nut Cheerios as the second layer and a sprinkling of Honey Bunches of Oats on top. 

 

Working in an industry where I have been blessed to try the world’s most decadent foods, I am just as happy sitting next to my boyfriend on the couch at home, watching some variation of CSI on TV, with a bowl of cereal in my lap.

 

What I’m:

ReadingCleaving by Julie Powell

Eating: Cereal

Drinking: Water, lots and lots of water

Watching: Damages

Listening to: Rihanna, Rated R

For The Love of Meatloaf

By Katie Blocher

 

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Growing up, meals at my house were, well, meals.  There was always food on the table, and I am consciously thankful to my parents for that.  They provided my sister, brother and I more than a lot of families have, but when comparing family meals to the food I work with and eat today, the dishes served at home often seem downright funny.  Please enjoy.

 

My family was a big advocate of the boxed meal: Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and all its powdered glory (often accompanied by sliced hot dogs), Hamburger Helper—just add meat—and the ever-popular Rice-A-Roni, “The San Francisco Treat.”  To be honest, these were some of my favorites. 

 

On a good week there was a casserole to be enjoyed over and over again as ever so healthy microwavable leftovers.  Chicken and broccoli—a gelatinous combination of cream of Campbell’s mushroom soup, overcooked chicken breast and under seasoned broccoli florets; Turkey Tetrazzini—dark meat picked from the bone, a jar of Cheese Whiz (yikes!) and leftover spaghetti noodles; and of course, in true budget-friendly fashion, Tuna Surprise—canned tuna, something creamy, a mystery vegetable and noodles (bow tie if we were lucky). 

 

One of my parents’ favorites was stuffed peppers—whole green peppers packed with shredded ham and white rice.  In Southern culture this is a common dish, usually served with cheese and tomato sauce, but I’m from Maryland, which is not quite the South, so this version was not quite right.  The mealy filling was dry and salty and reeked of the overcooked green pepper that surrounded it.  The pepper itself was blistered and artificial tasting from an over-generous dousing of PAM.  Luckily, I was never sure quite how to tackle the beast (spoon out the filling? cut the whole thing fork-and-knife style?), therefore I consumed very little of the “Southern favorite.”  To this day cooked peppers are one of my least favorite vegetables and I rarely order anything stuffed.

 

And then there’s the meatloaf, oh, the meatloaf—a grey combination of ground beef, egg and breadcrumbs.   The creation was presented to the family like an offering to a royal court—my mother’s most proud creation.  Petrified in appearance, the beef was laced with chunks of still crunchy onion, slices of celery and near-raw red peppers.  The only solution to stomaching this meat formation was ketchup, and lots of it!

 

In my last blog, I wrote about recently moving into a new apartment with a kitchen comfortable for cooking.  It’s been my goal to cook dinner for myself at least three times a week, and of course I’m working to improve some of my childhood meals.  Last night was meatloaf.

 

Meatloaf

Yields 6-8 servings

 

Ingredients

½ lb. ground beef

½ lb. ground veal

½ lb. ground pork

2 medium onions, diced

2 stalks of celery, diced

1 Tbsp. dried thyme

1 Tbsp. fresh basil

4 cloves garlic, minced

2 Tbsp. olive oil

2 eggs

1/3 c. ketchup

2 Tbsp. Worcestershire sauce

¼ c. milk

1 c. Panko bread crumbs

Salt

Black Pepper

 

Method

Position rack in center of oven and preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.

 

Heat the olive oil in a skillet over medium heat. Add the onion, celery, garlic, salt, basil, thyme, and black pepper. Cook, stirring, until the onions are soft and lightly golden, about 6 minutes. Remove from the heat and set aside to cool.

 

In a large mixing bowl, use your hands to combine the ground beef, pork and veal.

 

In a medium mixing bowl, combine the eggs, milk, ketchup, and Worcestershire sauce, and whisk to combine. Add the egg mixture to the meat mixture along with the cooled vegetables and bread crumbs and mix.

 

Transfer the mixture to a sheet pan covered with parchment paper. Using your hands, form the mixture into a rounded loaf shape.

 

Bake the meatloaf for 1 hour and 15 minutes or until hot in the center.

 

Slice to serve and enjoy a delicious meatloaf while making fun of the one that your mom used to make.

 

What I’m:

ReadingPush by Sapphire

Eating: Meatloaf

Drinking: Oyster Bay Sauvignon Blanc

Watching: LOST, season 6

Listening to: Katy Perry Unplugged

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