Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Wednesday 18 April 2012
I’m an expert at booking tickets. I note the on sale details on my calendar and I’m on the website at the precise time to click ‘purchase’. Thanks to this quirk I have learnt to brine and roast chicken, knead and throw pizza dough, bake macarons, and pleat dumplings at The Pantry at Delancey. Co-owners [...]
Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Tuesday 10 April 2012
New York is a walking city. When I was in the Big Apple during Hurricane Irene, stores, museums and the Subway were closed. Ms H and I traipsed from Times Square to 86th on the Upper East Side in a futile search for an open cinema. We whiled away the afternoon criss-crossing the subdued neighbourhoods, [...]
Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Wednesday 04 April 2012
New York was quiet on a Sunday morning. Four days of volatile spring weather concluded with drizzle as we walked to the Upper East Side for sweet souvenirs. I had scrawled Ladurée‘s address in my notebook for last September‘s trip but avoided the opening weekend. I had mentally prepared myself for a queue out the [...]
Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Friday 23 September 2011
‘Italy is Eataly.’ And Eataly is the size of all five David Jones Foodhalls in one location combined with the absurd Scandinavian navigation of IKEA. I was exploring the Flatiron District after lunch at Shake Shack and I found myself at the entrance of Eataly. I stood on the sidewalk for several minutes, observing the [...]
Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Wednesday 21 September 2011
I grew up in a household that weaned off salt over time. My parents cooked with it sparingly in a salt reduced diet that was advocated by dieticians and nutritionists. As adults we had the same shaker of supermarket brand iodised salt in our pantry for many years, its only purpose was to salt the [...]
Posted by: Tossed Salads and Scrambled Eggs on: Friday 16 September 2011
The weather was spectacular in New York the days after Hurricane Irene. Cornflower blue sky and a gentle breeze was perfect condition for a long walk around Central Park. I love the urban oasis in the middle of Manhattan, at the heart of the city. Locals run, cycle and walk their dogs, and tourists meander [...]