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Winter Blues

Filed Under: cocktailson February 9th, 2011

They happen to all of us. Inevitably by the end of January I want nothing more than spring. The spirit of the holidays is long gone, resolutions are mostly broken and if your complextion is like mine, instead of looking elegant and beautifully pale like Nicole Kidman, you look sickly and almost purple.

In times like this I generally reach for a good old fashion … peanut butter and jelly. Everyone makes their own variation, my favorite combo is whole wheat bread with peanut butter on both sides (of the bread) with blackberry jam. It’s so odd that with one bite I instantaneously feel at home. Work troubles, boy troubles, or just a bad day this sandwich makes a bad day go from zero to manageable. There’s something to be said about that.

When I was abroad and my friends and I were sick of cod or iceberg lettuce (we were on a boat, choices became slim before we reached a port) we’d make peanut butter and jelly sandwich to satisfy ourselves. And just like yesterday it worked, gave us a little bit of home.

So yesterday I packed one for lunch – and it worked. Not as good as when my mom’s, but the next best thing for sure. So if you’re feeling blue, put down the ice cream (my obvious first choice, but hell it’s freezing out), don’t open another beer, and make a PP&J, I guarantee it’ll work. Comment with your favorite combos …

Sweet Revenge

Filed Under: cocktails, Food, New York Cityon July 20th, 2010

A few months ago while I was still in school I applied for a part-time job at a cupcake, beer, and wine bar in my neighborhood.

I have been honest many times before about my feelings for cupcakes. I think they’re kinda over/too girly for me.

This place is different.

Compliments of Sweet Revenge Website

At Sweet Revenge located at 62 Carmine Street, Marlo Scott has done something different. Her shop is a trend that is not “over” or too girly. She’s actually quite badass. Her niche is combining cupcakes and alcohol.

Each sinfully delicious (yes, they’re better than stale overly sweet Magnolia, less dense than Crumbs, and more original than Two Little Red Hens) cupcake is paired with a beer and wine that best suits the flavors of the cupcake.

Flavors range from the Sweet Revenge Cupcake (Peanut Butter Cake, Ganache Filling with Peanut Butter Fudge Icing) paired with Callia Malbec from Argentina or a Weihenstephaner Hefe Weiss from Germany OR a Crimson and Creme Cupcake (Raspberry Red Velvet Cake with Cream Cheese Icing) with a Raspberry Bellini or a Belhaven from Scotland. There are many more flavors but here are two of the more popular items.

What’s great about this place is that it’s open late … like a bar … because essentially it is. A charming cafe during the day and a sinfully delicious bar at night.

Marlo was recently featured in the Chase Bank commercial featuring their INK card and small business owners. I was on the treadmill yesterday minding my own business and watching TV when there she was! Suffice to say I wanted a cupcake pronto.

So last night after cooking dinner for a friend (Rustic Roasted Potato Pizza with Rosemary and Truffle Sea Salt and a Tomato Salad) we ventured down the road for more wine and dessert. Could there be a more perfect evening?

Check it out fast before you won’t be able to get in the door!

Hangover Cures

Filed Under: cocktails, Life, Recipeson January 18th, 2010

It’s Monday morning and you probably don’t want to be at work. Maybe, if you felt adventurous last night you went out with all your friends that had MLK off. Leaving you tired, cranky and yes, hungover.

A hangover is a right of passage. Just like a walk-of-shame, blistered feet from dancing until dawn, and the pounding reminder that you thought you were fabulous last night, a hangover is part of the experience.

Little did you know sweetheart, that matted hair, running eyeliner, and that slouch in your step don’t give you anything but a good story … and a massive headache.

Everyone has their “cures” but usually they all involve one or more of the following: greasy food, shock therapy, or hair of the dog.

Whether it be the “Kitchen Sink” order at brunch, a bloody mary, or jumping into the ocean, everyone does SOMETHING after they get out of bed. Key point, after they get out of bed, which in the interim of deciding which method to choose, is the best place to stay.

My sister and The Candy Man prefer breakfast sandwiches. Tweedle Dee prefers a EXTRA LARGE coffee from the cheapest nearest convenience store and an assortment of junk sometimes including cigarettes, candy, or vegetables. It’s odd.

My friends in the South craved bacon … duh. Waffles, fried chicken, maple syrup, eggs, and tons of bacon. When I was at school a girlfriend and I would  go to the local brewery (no we’re not alcoholics, yes, we were the only ones there) and order beers, BLT’s, and fries seasoned with old bay and ketchup and mustard spiked with ale. Worked like a charm.

My sassy sister friend usually eats AFTER she comes home, usually things she regrets and wouldn’t be caught DEAD eating in daylight and craves only a bloody mary and possibly some yogurt the following morning.

When at Mardi Gras a few years ago (without a hotel room, and getting into the wee hours of the morning aka 7 am), we ventured into a casino, allowed the boys to play poker until they fell asleep at the tables (no joke) … and hit up the 24 hr. $12 all you can eat and drink buffet … corn beef hash and biscuits anyone? Not a proud moment.

For my mother it’s a burger, for my boyfriend it’s pancakes, for my best friend it sometimes involves inhaling 2 (sometimes 3) bagels and a surf. For myself it usually involves large amounts of bread whether it be bagels, baguettes, or sandwiches, it doesn’t really matter what’s in between them at that point.

Here’s an article that I found interesting from Grub Street that was posted around New Years Eve with NYC bartenders best picks for “curing” the hangover. All in all, there’s not much you can do, embrace it. Share the details from the night before, puke in the bathroom at work, and remember no matter how many times you utter, “I’m never doing that again,” you will, don’t worry.

bloody mary

Blood Mary for Sassy (an adaptation of Freeman’s Blood Mary)

2 ounces vodka

2 ounces tomato juice

1/2 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce

1/3 teaspoon balsamic vinegar

1 dash Tabasco sauce

1 tablespoon caper brine (from the jar)

2 pinches of celery salt

1 teaspoon Dijon mustard

1 teaspoon freshly grated horseradish

Shake and pour over ice.

A Surprising Joint

Filed Under: cocktails, Food, New York City, Restauranton December 11th, 2009

I’m going to make a broad and blanketed statement when I say this: Out of all the neighborhoods of New York, the East Village is the most consistent place to find good food on any level, on any night.

No, ethnic food is better in other places (boroughs even), and fine dining still exists in Midtown, but the East Village has the shabby chicness of Soho without looking like you died and woke up in Anthropologie  - it’s also on the East side, which is a more generally accessible side of the city. Sorry West Village.

What’s great about the vibe in this part of the city is that its young. And cheap. Well, cheapER. Students, starving dancers … I mean artists … actors, models, musicians, and chefs. So on this week’s “city girl” dinner we ventured to The Smith, the sister restaurant of Jane on West Houston.

IMG_2865In addition to your hereditary family, I really believe you make your own family through a smattering of people you meet in life. Different stages of life call for different types of people. The people I hung out with when I was five, are probably not the same ones I’m going to happy-hours with these days. If you’re lucky, yes. True friends survive the trial of life, and I have those. But I also think you’re lucky when you get to meet new people and form new circles. I love it! Isn’t that what life’s all about?

So my “city girls” have become a steadfast weekly routine. They’re blonde, fun, and beautiful, isn’t that what matters most? I’M JOKING! But in all reality they’re fabulous, enjoy going out and exploring this wonderful (new) city, and have helped me meet and do some wonderful things.

The Smith, this week’s dinner spot, introduced me to the other half of Jane. The decor reminds me of a 1920′s speakeasy with white tiled flours and dark wood finishings. Inexpensive, delicious, and a little naughty …

smithFor cocktails, I’d try something a little different. The Aviation, a drink concocted of gin, white maraschino, lemon and cherry is unique and surprisingly interesting. For dinner, the gnocchi is the same at Jane, but larger, and the same price as its Soho sister, so well worth it. In fact, its Danny Boome’s FAVORITE of all time. It is quite good, but then again anything with truffle oil is. Skip dessert, I know a shocker for me but not worth it, instead go downstairs and take a look into the peep hole. Yes, peep hole, very Porky’s style. Seriously, you’ll be shocked.

More East Villages haunts will be coming your way. A super secret French bistro tip I got from a random foodie saying, “It’s what Baltazar should be” …

Dark Liquor Trend

Filed Under: cocktailson December 4th, 2009

I don’t like girly drinks, at all.

It’s ironic, I like everything in my life “sweet” besides my cocktails … and my men, according to my mother …

But maybe its the goody-toes shoes in me that rebels at the 11th hour … or maybe its that after all that sugar (I did have an exceptionally LARGE piece of red velvet birthday cake today for lunch) what I really need is something dark and strong. I was talking about my cocktails that time, not my men. Although I’m always open to meeting new people …

That’s right, if given the choice of wines, its generally red. If given the choice of beers, its usually an intense red bitter British draft. And if given the choice of liquor its most definitely whisky or bourbon. I guess its the Southern girl in me. That and I spent way to many nights among hard drinking southern baseball boys in college to not appreciate the dark stuff.

The biggest misunderstandings about whisky is the difference between whisky, bourbon, and scotch.

Whisky is a type of alcohol that uses different types of grains and styles, usually depending on region or country. Whisky is made mainly from rye, corn, or barely.

Bourbon IS whisky, that must be legally aged in charred oak barrels. Experts even argue that the only “true” Bourbon (it says strictly Bourbon not Whisky Bourbon on the label), is made in Bourbon County Kentucky, and I agree. Bourbon tends to be sweeter in flavor, more complex, and usually carries a higher alcohol %, although not always (the limit it 80%, 160 proof). Scotch whiskies use the same method of bourbon whiskies but allow for a MUCH longer maturation flavor – often times generational periods of time.

I’m proud to say choosing a darker, stronger, liquor is finally back in style. After the first green revolution during the 70′s the dark drinks of our 1950′s parents and grandparents had gotten a bad rap. Clear liquor, clear drinks, and being more healthy became an American motto … look how great that turned out … but the thing is, that’s all it was – a bad rap.

The whiskies and bourbons of today’s generation are becoming more and more popular with Northerners every year. No longer are the Wild Turkeys and Jim Beans the only affordable makers on the market. Makers Mark (sorry I could just feel the pun running through me as I typed the last two sentences), Knob Creek, Baker’s, Basil Hayden’s and Rock Hill.

Best Legit for Your Buck: Knob Creek. Here’s a bottle that’s expensive BUT if you’re a true lover of the stuff, this is probably the nicest you could drink “neat.” Runner up, Jim Bean Black.

Best Field Trip: Maker’s Mark where they allow you to dip your own bottles in their signature wax seal after touring the facility.

Best of the Best: In my opinion Basil Hayden’s is an award winning batch of bourbon. It’s not the nicest, but its the nicest tasting. Dark, warm, heavy yet light, and rich.

On a side note, one of Brooklyn’s Char No. 4 on Smith Street in Carroll Gardens. This is the place one graduates “from whisky and coke” into adulthood of real whiskies. The over 300 types available range from a little as $2 to $100 per ounce. The bartenders are knowledgeable and well versed in their southern hospitality … yes, all the way up in Brooklyn, and its well worth it.

On winter nights such as these, experiment a bit, warm the palate with a nice single-malt scotch, or maybe even a Manhattan … after all it is Christmas time in the city. manhatten