Yes, I know I have been gone too long. A whole bout of lifestyle change of no longer eating out frequently, a 30 day vegan challenge (huh?) and splendid food that is now made by a splendid person, in a tiny "kitchen" has lead me back to food at home. Secretly watching raw ingredients being transformed from fresh aroma, to edible textured morsels. Understanding the truth about seasoning and fat, how it changes good to amazing; making flavors exclamate vibrantly and sing to my palette. Learning that the constant waft of smells in the studio apartment bedroom should be construed as a satisfying consequence instead of a boxed salad devoid of much olfactory pleasures.
Lack of posts on where to eat in New York City? Quite tragic, really. Now excuse me while I nibble on a warm crunchy wedge of potato from our kitchen, that pops with each crust of sea salt I bite into, and hints of rosemary and roasted garlic...
















