If you haven’t shopped at the Union Square Green Market and you’re a tourist. You are forgiven. If you are a Manhattan resident and you have yet to shop at the Union Square Green Market, shame shame shame.
It’s basically a collection of upstate and Jersey farmers that travel into the city to sell they bounty, delicious bounty. Yes, a farmer’s market. A wide variety of fruits and vegetables are offered along with baked goodies, wines, cheeses, meats, seafood. You name it.
Now is an especially good time to go. Lots of apples to pick from and where there are apples, there is delicious apple cider. The market, sadly, isn’t around everyday. They’re at Union Square Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays. Though most of the stalls are there on all the days, there are certain gems that come in one day of the week.
I have to admit, I haven’t frequented them as often as I did last year due to school and work, but I finally got around to some goodies today: some nice gala apples, bosc pears, and a lovely loaf of freshly baked bread. I haven’t had bread this good since…well last year when I would buy bread from the farmer’s market at least a couple of times a month. The thick chewy crust with the soft interior was too much to resist that I have devoured the entire loaf by myself, all today. An entire loaf. In like 3 sittings.
The astounding evidence:
That’s what’s left of my gorgeous loaf…or at least at the time of the picture. You all know I’m munching on the last bite of it as I’m typing right now.
Woohoo for midnight carbs!
Filed under food, New York
It was lunchtime and I was hungry. I dragged myself up to the communal kitchen of the dorm yesterday to heat up some leftovers. I punched in about 1 min and 30 seconds into the microwave and awkwardly gazed around while my food was blasted with electromagnetic waves.
I looked over to this guy who was stirring a pot of ramen or mac and cheese or some sort of concoction that required hot water. To my horror, he was stirring the pot with a plastic fork: one of those cheapo, white, whimpy plastic forks that take-out places give out by the dozens.
I could hardly believe my eyes. He kept stirring away, occasionally lifting the fork out of the pot to check on the toxic soup he was “cooking” up. The warped twines of the fork didn’t even faze him. He licked it clean, poured in his powder, gave the pot another quick swirl, and went on his merry little way.
Luckily, the microwave beeped and I was in the elevator before I could see him eat any of his meal.
Filed under college, cooking
Hello American Gangster the album, meet American Gangster the movie.
Honestly, the only reason I saw the movie was because Jay-Z’s new album was so good. Well, that and anything Denzel Washington touches is pure magic. Russell Crowe ain’t too bad either. So, them together on screen? Gold. Too bad I fell for the false advertising of the movie trailer and thought that they’d interact more in the movie. Which didn’t happen until the last 8 minutes of the movie. Yeah.
I preferred Russell Crowe’s character (whose name escapes me) over Frank Lucas (the drug lord), not because Frank Lucas was the “bad guy” or anything, but Crowe’s character had more depth and dimension.
Overall, the movie presented both characters’ struggles and the drug issues of the time very well, but I still left the theater unsatisfied. Something was lacking.
On the flip side, Jay-Z’s new album which was supposedly “inspired” by the movie is pretty kick ass. I’m normally not into the hip-hop scene, but I have to admit, he’s got some pretty good and addictive beats. I love all the songs he samples too. The entire album just has a good vibe.
And my parting words: HELLO BROOKLYN!
Filed under movies, music