Showing posts with label italian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label italian. Show all posts

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Birrrreria

Okay, maybe it wasn't so birrrr yet, but it was getting there. The entire summer had passed and as we approached the end of September, Sara and I decided to try Birreria -- Eataly's rooftop beer garden.

A color palette of red for the chairs; deep mahogany brown for the wooden trim, and dark metallic grey for the framework of the space. The ceiling seemed to be retractable, but we weren't quite sure. The space, indeed, was very impressive. Surrounded on all sides by NYC landmarks, from the MetLife clock tower to the Empire State (prompting our usual question about what the colors represent that night).

The beer was also impressive. The space was adorned with cask barrels for brewing their own beer, right on the rooftop. The drink selection outside of beer was also vast, and ranged from an elaborate wine list to my favorite-- grappa.

The food, much like many of Eataly's other mall-like outposts, was well conceived and constructed, but relatively uninspired .... and expensive. We enjoyed a cheese plate to start and crispy chicken thighs served over sweet corn, though felt a little "jip'd" by the grilled portobello dish. On the upside we sat next to some SNL alums. All in all, you visit Birreria for the beer and the views, and in that regard, it doesn't disappoint.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Italianese















There's a moment of confusion for people who step into Basta Pasta without knowing the restaurant's concept. Here Japanese and Italian cuisine cross-pollinate, creating a unique menu: Linguine with fresh sea urchin & basil in pink sauce... Spaghetti with tobiko (flying fish roe) and shiso (japanese basil)... Unlikely combinations that make it hard to get a table any night of the week.

We had the Spaghetti with parmigiano reggiano & prosciutto, served table-side from a half wheel of parmesan cheese (!) and Cavatappi with Shrimp in a spicy tomato sauce. Two dishes that were Italian in flavor but undoubtedly Japanese in presentation.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Pasta-Making Machines




































For our mom's 60th birthday Rachel and I treated her (and ourselves) to a Homemade Pasta workshop at the Viking Cooking School in Peapack-Gladstone, NJ. I know, I know, this blog is where Ronak and I write only about our joint culinary experiences, but on this occasion we're making an exception because 1) this workshop was far too amazing not to record and 2) I recreated two of the dishes for Ronak so he has already benefited from the recipes learned. Here's what we made that day:

Lobster Bolognese Sauce with Fettucine
Pansotti with Tomato, Onion, Basil Sauce
Lasagna with Tomatoes, Mushrooms and Bechamel Sauce
Fennel Salad with Red Peppers and Cerignola Olives
Lemon Walnut Biscotti































































We had our hands in preparing all the dishes on the menu, though some more than others. For instance, we were more than happy to pass off the job of shelling the lobsters to the Fish Monger on staff. The class was 3 hours long and because we were making our own lunch (and were very hungry), we felt motivated to produce quickly and boost the quantities wherever possible- especially when it came to the pansotti. Once the dishes were plated and served, we ate every last bit but still yearned for a just a small hunk of bread to wipe our plates clean. The lack of bread however did not prevent us from resorting to use our fingers to get those last drops of sauce.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Ciao Bella

We had our last meal in Paris at La Laconda, an Italian restaurant located in the 6e arrondissement. We were initially lured by their sign advertising a truffle-tasting menu, but instead settled for their classic, and less pricey, pasta dishes. Hardly settling though, they were delicious!


Monday, May 10, 2010

Esca- One Year!













For 12 months, our footsteps have moved closely in sync with flavorful bites as our lives dance together. Always together, and always hungry..... of course.

It was fitting that exactly a year after we met at a food tasting, after a year of amazing food adventures (and other adventures too), after a year of romantic, sense-seizing moments... we celebrated the anniversary of our first meeting at my favorite restaurant in NYC... Esca.









I've been filling Sara's ears with tales of this place for a year... the restaurant's quaint airy feeling brings you deep into Southern Italy. Not only does it have the best wine selection in the city, this place has some of the best seafood & pasta dishes imaginable.






The meal started with an outstanding crudo tasting. Two flights of three tastes each. The crudo is basically sashimi, Italian style. Wonderful cuts of fish, marinated in lemon juice, a touch of olive oil... seasoned with sea salt... in other words, absolute perfection. The pasta dish we shared was linguine with clams and pancetta, and it may have been the best pasta dish either of has ever tried. The waiter warned us that it may be "too briny" or salty due to the ocean elements involved in the dish, which made us even more excited. The mixture of dried chili with al dente linguine left us feeling like we were overlooking the Mediterranean ocean. We complimented the meal with a beautiful bottle of Elena Walsh and finished it off with run raisin fritters filled with orange zabaglione, cappuccinos and a strong vintage grappa.

While Sara was in the restroom before leaving, I quickly snagged the chef's cookbook and had him sign it for her - a little impromptu surprise waiting for her to top off our evening. Our three hour trip to Southern Italy during this special evening filled our eyes with wonder, our hearts with delight, our stomachs with satisfaction and our dreams of many many more exciting food adventures to follow in the future.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Gemma some mo'






















Driving from Brooklyn via the Manhattan Bridge back to my apartment on 22nd street has become a regular ritual for me and Sara... for the past 7 months, each time we drive through Bowery Street, I've told Sara "I've gotta take you to Gemma"... Finally, our time had arrived.

As you enter the beautiful space, laden with wooden fixtures, Edison-bulb candelabras and antiquated Italian furniture, the warm glow is immediately soothing.

Its the type of restaurant that serves you warm focaccia, with a carafe of NY's finest tap water, as soon as you sit down. The food isn't very innovative, but its simple and well-prepared. You have your choice of antipasti, crostinis, pasta and whole entrees.

After making new resolutions, we decided to be budget conscious that day. We ordered a small meal to share, consisting of the Tricolore salad, Caponata crostini, Branzini and just one glass of delicious Montepulciano wine. The waiter was amazing, and poured us 2 full glasses despite just ordering one glass. The food was flavorful, authentic and fresh. A great stop that brings a new memory to our usual route home....