June 2011
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I WISH IT WERE ENOUGH
Sentiments are gifts from our good friend Walter Sipser!
Jun 16th
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January 2011
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“A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow...”
– James Joyce
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December 2010
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“April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing...”
Dec 10th
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November 2010
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Day One. Recipe Writing:
  Corn Washington Gizzards Bastille Day   Almost everyday, save for the days I don’t, I write a  menu. Some new items appear, some have been languishing around for a week or so. At the bottom of each menu there is a countdown which is rarely accurate. How many “Days Until Bastille Day.” Today it is two hundred and seventy seven. I would be too bold as to say it is the only thing permanent on the...
Nov 3rd
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November
The light is becoming brighter. But there is less of it. Thus begins the slow creep toward those short months in which the ground, tired and hard, is toed in gleams of frost. It’s the time of year I wish my dogs knew how to read. They pace and sleep and chew but the hours must pass so slow after the first snow. No grass to muzzle. Too cold for the ball, their bellies fat for warmth, slowly...
Nov 2nd
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October 2010
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Oct 31st
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“Tell the cook of this restaurant with my compliments that these are the very...”
Oct 26th
One Year, Over Easy
If I had to characterize this year it would be the year of the egg. I’m afraid to admit that I’ve spent most of my culinary life in fear of the egg. Perhaps my very first professional run in with one was when I took a job as the brunch cook at Teddy’s. You all know Teddy’s right? It was one of the first spots in Williamsburg. Hard to imagine a time when Teddy’s...
Oct 11th
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September 2010
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A Sandwich, a salad, the sea...
“Power or spirit sandwich, is a broadly animalistic and shamanic concept that has entered the English language from Anthropology, Ethnography and Sociology. A tutelary spirit guides, helps or protects individuals, lineages and nations. In the shamanic worldview, everything is alive, bearing an inherent virtue, power and wisdom. Our power sandwich(s) represent our connection to all life, our...
Sep 19th
July 2010
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Prolific Once Established
If you’ve been to Saltie lately, and have had any interest in our ice creams, you may have noticed that we often use anise hyssop as an ingredient. This is a plant we love to use. A member of the mint family, it is sometimes known as licorice mint, no doubt for its licorice/ anise flavor. Like the other mints, it has square stems and spiked hairy leaves, but unlike lemon balm or spearmint,...
Jul 29th
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Jul 20th
LAMENT FOR A BEET
When I was a kid no one I knew ever ate beets. And if they did they probably didn’t like them very much. I don’t remember eating a beet until I graduated from college. I was living in New Paltz with my friend Sharon who was a vegetarian and a rather good cook for her age and the times. I didn’t really like them at first but then I hit a turning point and fell in love with...
Jul 6th
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May 2010
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“A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some...”
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April 2010
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by Katy Porte
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by Miss Faye Clarice Pichler
Apr 30th
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by Meghan Duran
Apr 30th
To Honor A Fleeting Friend
What Follows is a Series of Ramp Incarnations…. Over the next week I will be posting illustrations of the green leafs. If you feel inclined send me a drawing and I will include it in the Spring Gallery!
Apr 30th
The First Ever Meals and Spiels
                         Reliquary: a container of the relics of saints… and unicorns. For those of you unfamiliar with The City Reliquary I urge you to take a stroll down Metropolitan and keep your eye open for a herd of Unicorns. Currently inhabiting the Reliquary’s store front is Amanda B. Friedman’s Unicorn Collection. The most endearing notion I have come across pertaining...
Apr 20th
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Egg Talk: the egg tack
Consider the specimen. What kitchen would require such a strange implement in its batterie de cuisine? One of the most searching and recurring conversations that I have had in the kitchen regards the perfect method for a boiling an egg. For years I thought I possessed it. Place the eggs in cold water, bring the water to a boil, turn off the heat and set the timer for 7 minutes. Plunge into an...
Apr 9th
Saffron
In Ayurveda, saffron gives brightness to the body. Each year around this time I’m reminded by the spring crocus: I want to grow saffron. Saffron crocus blooms in the fall though, and because I haven’t found the perfect sunny spot, another year passes without me growing it. Someday I’ll have an acre of Crocus sativus, their blushing purple and lilac heads nodding from the...
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March 2010
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Elegy to Rose Gray
Rose Gray died on February 28, 2010. I missed the obituary and only heard later and then went back to read. She was 71 and died of cancer that came and went and came back again. Hers is a portrait of a woman of great fortitude and generosity. A life filled with tragedy and victory. A self made woman perfectly in tune with her time. It is interesting to think about the influence a person who you’ve...
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February 2010
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November 2009
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However, a warm savory steam from the kitchen served to belie the apparently cheerless prospect before us. But when that smoking chowder came in, the mystery was delightfully explained. Oh! sweet friends, hearken to me. It was made of small juicy clams, scarcely bigger than hazel nuts, mixed with pounded ship biscuits, and salted pork cut up into little flakes! the whole enriched with butter, and...
Nov 3rd
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