Black olive cookie (savory + sweet) from Abroca on E 7 St in the Village. Damn fine cappuccino too.
Black olive cookie (savory + sweet) from Abroca on E 7 St in the Village. Damn fine cappuccino too.

restaurants mentioned in frank bruni’s last new york times column.
i’ve been to the ones in bold.
accademia di vino
al di là
bar boulud
bar centrale
blt prime
blue ribbon sushi bar & grill
buddakan
cafe cluny
cafe luxembourg
casa mono
‘cesca
cookshop
craft
daniel
dbgb kitchen & bar
degustation
dressler
eleven madison park
15 east
esca
five points
franny’s
harry’s cafe & steak
hundred acres
insieme
james
keens steakhouse
locanda verde
lupa osteria romana
marea restaurant
masa - i wish!
minetta tavern restaurant
the modern
momofuku noodle bar
momofuku ssam bar
monkey bar
motorino
nougatine
the odeon
peasant
perbacco
perry street
peter luger steakhouse
porter house new york
prune
public
pylos
shake shack
soto
spotted pig
sushi yasuda
szechuan gourmet
trestle on tenth
union square cafe
vinegar hill house
only 14. guess i need to work on this while i’m in new york at the end of september…
(via maura)
pork belly bbq chez ron & julie. (pork belly not pictured)
in the middle are grilled herbed oranges served with greek yogurt and smoked paprika. tasty. on the left is stephanie’s celery-pear-hazelnut-dill salad, also yummy.
tapas bar, south of delancy, may 8, 2009.
i know i still have an i.o.u. outstanding for a review of umami burger. if you’re on the fence, don’t be - just go. you can thank me later.
but until then, let me just double down on unfulfilled promises by sharing this mouthwatering shot of the burger at the golden state. wow was this good. harris ranch beef, fiscalini farmhouse cheddar and a surprising hit of sweetness from brown sugar glazed bacon.
beyond the burger, hot dogs, sandwiches and sides, the golden state features a lovingly curated selection of california artisanal beers and ice cream from scoops, either l.a.’s best or second best ice cream shop, depending upon whether competitor and silverlake standout pazzo gelato is offering their cinnamon brown butter ice cream.
ok, wait, that makes four reviews i need to write now. damn.
after i polished off that burger and beer, i had room for one modest scoop of brown bread ice cream. i’ll have to hope they’re still offering the jameson ginger on my next visit.
both umami and golden state are less than 10 minutes from my apartment by car. expect to see me at both, often.
betterthancupcakes says, “S’mores cookies at We are not Martha. Thanks to Spork or Foon for originally posting them. I clearly couldn’t wait long to make them!”Dear Lost Pot Luck friends,
Expect these next week. Fuck yes.
xo
me
want. i’m trying to keep myself from licking the screen.
pushing 80, my grandmother still makes a mean potato pancake.
los angeles has plenty of good, nay great ice cream. between the unbridled creativity of scoops and the decadent alchemy of pazzo gelato, my frozen dairy treat needs are pretty much met. throw in milk on beverly and carmela ice cream at various farmers’ markets, and we’re bordering on too much of a good thing.
yet…
yet there’s a new ice cream shop, humphry slocombe, whose menu is kind of blowing my mind. a few flavors for your consideration:
the bad news? it’s 380 miles away, in san francisco. but i’m thinking i might be overdue for a road trip.
ice cream, anyone?
(photo jealously lifted from nerd.love via flickr)