ROCKEFELLER CENTER DRUMMER BOY?!

The MAPPETITE MILE: XMAS, FIFTH AVENUE STYLE

Ah, Fifth Avenue in December: all the beautiful decorations, the shopping, the holiday cheer. Oh, and, don’t forget the tourist crowds – lots and lots of them. Welcome to Christmastime in New York City. No doubts about it, with so much hustle-bustle you’ll work up a Santa-sized appetite. Here’s a bit of elven magic to satisfy your What-to-See and Where-to-Eat hunger along the Christmas-resplendent Fifth Avenue retail strip. WALKSEE With the…

ENTERING PROVINCETWON

The MAPPETITE MILE: On the Cape….

Their approach slowed as tourists beckoned them for photo-ops to which the hat-clad duo agreed.  I was new to these environs but my friend, a resident for years, turned from the table and said “oh, here come the Hat Sisters” and minutes later two towering men, jolly with matching frocks, mustaches and large Lady Gaga meets Hello Dolly hats made their way down Commercial Street.  With their approach he added…

WIBORG BEACH, EAST HAMPTON

The MAPPETITE MILE: And, in the Hamptons…..

“It is a beautiful ocean today, isn’t it? What would you say that is, sort of sapphire? I’ve never seen anything like that ocean!” The Late Edie Beale, the former mistress of Grey Gardens and cousin to Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis. Ah, Long Island beaches. In East Hampton lots of dough gets you a house south-of-the-highway (that is Montauk Highway, a.k.a. Route 27)  and, if you’re lucky, access to some of the…

Burger & Fries at Roast, Borough Market, London

The MAPPETITE MILE: BOROUGH MARKET

Any doubts on how a localvore will make do in cosmopolitan London will quickly disappear at the food extravaganza that is BOROUGH MARKET. Along with a handful of restaurants and shops nestled under the archways of this centuries old market there’s an amazing array of food, that, depending on the season, makes for the trip to bountiful a stone’s throw away from the banks of the River Thames. Yes, the…

LOAVES, BIEN CUIT, NYC

The EATORIALIST: BREAD IS NOT DEAD, BIEN CUIT, BROOKLYN

There’s lots to be said when things are well done.  Make that well done in French, as in just right and, so goes the aptly named BIEN CUIT bakery-cafe that you’d expect to find in the countryside of France and not in the film set that is Smith Street in Cobble Hill Brooklyn. With BIEN CUIT think more neighborhood boulangerie than patisserie even though its pastry and viennoiserie (danishes and…

BIKE BASKET BAO

The EATORIALIST: BAO IN MY BASKET, BAOHAUS, NYC

A bike basket of bao from BAOHAUS, NYC is absolute bun yum!!! Amazing taste and texture come together with these Taiwanese-edged street food eats. The BirdHaus Bao’s got 24 hours of brining and the Waygu Haus beef is from Snake River Farms at this hole in the wall where the buns could be some of the city’s best. BAOHAUS, 238 East 14th Street (between 2nd & 3rd Avenues), East Village,…

HAVING A BALL, KUTSHER'S NYC

The EATORIALIST: I HAD A BALL, KUTSHER’S, NYC

Like the Borscht Belt of the 20th century KUTSHER’S TRIBECA is not gone.  You’ll need to use your imagination and, perhaps a reference to a bit of Dirty Dancing at this throwback, if in essence name only, to the Catskills of yore. http://vva.org/blog/?p=3163 This Kutsher’s was all about up-to-date culinary takes on schmaltzy Jewish classics that had made for a fine Passover holiday dine. The problem is, unless your Russ & Daughters, it’s hard…

OCTOPUS BALLS AT OTAFUKU

The EATORIALIST: HAVING A BALL, OTAFUKU

Sounds off-putting, a liquid paste of wheat flour and boiled oct0pus but, really, there’s something to these Japanese “takoyaki” balls. At OTAFUKU, NYC, the glutinous mixture of the takoyaki is grilled in special spherical pans to create a wonderfully crunchy skin. Once done they are finished off with a squeeze of sweet okanomiyaki sauce and spicy mayo and then topped with a shake of  grated seaweed and bonito flakes. I’ve…

FUSILLI WITH ALL THE FIXINS AT OTTO

The EATORIALIST: WHEN THE BAR IS THE STAR, OTTO

At OTTO, the restaurant at One Fifth Avenue, a 1927 Art Deco apartment house at the corner of 8th Street in Greenwich Village, you’re in for some rustic Italian eats courtesy of the media-meal-man of Food Network fame, Mario Batali.  He’s often in residence and easy to spot – there’s no mistaking the signature trademarks of thinning ginger frocks and fulsome girth atop the Crocs of this chef and restauranteur extradordinaire.…