Food & Drink
Doughnuts and American Ingenuity
Every day at 7:15AM my wife and I enter the red line station at the corner of Sheridan Road and Loyola Avenue. We are part of a steady stream of commuters that enters through the d...
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Foodies and the Transcendent Table
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Starbucks Lifestyle: A Poetic Reflection
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Snobbery and the
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Intro to Pastry
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Hold the Chicken
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Banana Split Cake: All-American Dessert
June 29, 2012
Glory with a Side of Nachos
By the time you read this, there is a good chance that the New York Rangers will have won the Stanley Cup for the first time since 1994. There is a slightly lower chance that the Boston Celtics will have also won the NBA championship for the first time since 2008. But whether these things come to pass or not, there is one thing that is certain: in these few short weeks of the NBA and NHL playoffs, I will have consume...
61 Local: the Profits of Virtue
The buzz of Brooklyn’s BoCoCa neighborhood is a cacophonous mix of old-meets-new. Throw-back butchers, all-the-rage restaurants, inviting art spaces, all- too- proud Brooklyn bars, art installation converted dumpsters, yarn stores that serve alcohol, educational centers, community gardens, and the list goes on. Each establishment possesses its own characteristic quirk. But one spot is a little harder to nail down. ...
On Tomato Picking
Tomato picking must have a long and illustrious history. I’m sure many distinguished persons took part in it, from Seneca to Samuel Johnson to Susan B. Anthony—great men and women who went on to change the world. Or at least such a high-minded thought is heartening when you’re facing an entire greenhouse full of the red baubles alone. But I like picking tomatoes. I like the pleasant plumpness that softly ...
Eschatological Butter
Though I am a devout Christian, I don't have a problem with Feuerbach's famously cynical aphorism, "man is what he eats." Of course, as a materialist 19th Century German philosopher, he was attempting to assert, with a certain amount of wit, a vision of human life devoid of any transcendence in which we all are but meat. But I embrace and celebrate the fact that I am what I eat and food and cooking are surely som...
Midnight in Paris... in New York
I had been researching the past for years, and now I was on a hunt for literary inspiration. I'd done the best I could with books and biographies, musty copies of original Life Magazines, YouTube, and interviews. Now I needed something different and I found a new experience. Art in the midst of life. I stopped at the top of the stairway leading down into darkness. I adjusted my pearls and flexed my gloved hands as...
Sixpoint Craft Ales, Cultivating a Cultural Renaissance | Part 2: The Community and the Beer
In case you missed it, Part 1:The Philosophy and the Beer. Sixpoint’s brewery sits on a ghostly corner in Red Hook, a “place to stay out of,” according to Thomas Wolfe’s aptly titled existentialist story “Only the Dead Know Brooklyn.” Red Hook’s mythology is anchored by gangsters like Joe Gallo, fallen American heroes like Terry Malloy in On the Waterfront, and Arthur Miller’s classic play A View...
Sixpoint Craft Ales, Cultivating a Cultural Renaissance
Part 1: The Philosophy and the Beer If you travel to Red Hook, Brooklyn, you’ll find yourself in a half-industrial, post-nautical neighborhood teetering on the edge of urban revival. You can smell the saltwater from the window of any repurposed loft. On the sidewalk you’ll find rusty seafaring detritus– who knows if it’s decoration or scrap? Atop various warehouses sits the famous nautical star representin...
