Foodie Ramblings: A week of crazy

Phew, what a week.

I was in New York one minute, then in Boston, and then, to finish the week off, went off to the Hamptons for some beach fun. But I’m getting a bit ahead of my self. Let’s rewind to Tuesday, when all this crazy began.


Perfect day for the city *sigh* I’m going to miss this place

Hello NYC!!! Having became a recent fan of the show Sex and the City and its over-the-top obsession of all things NYC, I am starting to realize how much I am going to miss the Big Apple. So when my close friend asked if I wanted to meet up in the city for dinner and a show I naturally jumped at the chance. Now out of all of my favorite places in the city, my number one place has to be Central Park. Every reason why I love that place can been seen during a musical number in the film Enchanted. Just watch the seen where they sing “That’s How You Know” and you’ll totally understand. While there wasn’t much singing going on, there were plenty of families and couples out on the pond in little boats, independent musicians putting on small little concerts, and those guys who make those big bubbles. After our walk, we high tailed it over to the west side of Manhattan for some yummy Mexican food curtsey of a small place called Tortilla Flats. Not only was the food delicious for the price (We both opted for dishes on the combo menu which included rice and re-fried beans) but the portions were super generous. Also, I had the best sangria ever, one that was under $10. Can’t go wrong there. As for the show we saw, First Date, it was very good. Now I am not a fan of romantic comedies and the like but I found this to be very entertaining. Its featuring that guy from that TV show Chuck (Zach Levine I think his name is) and some girl from Smash. I can assure you, most of the people in the theater actually knew who these people were. I’m just weird like that.

Wednesday. Spent bulk of the day traveling. Once I finally managed to get off the Amtrak train from hell (5 hours!!!!!) I dropped off my stuff at my sister’s place in Somerville before heading over to my soon-to-be neighborhood, Brookline, to meet my friend and future roommate. Together, we dined on inexpensive Indian food from a place called Curry House. While at first I was a bit skeptic about the taste considering the price, I was super overjoyed to find my Saag Paneer and Chicken Tikka Masala (I couldn’t resist) to be extremely flavorful and spicy. Sorry I don’t have any photos of my meal. I was starving and wolfed it down with my friend in a matter of minutes.

Relaxed, artsy...oh god, I'm becoming a hipster

Relaxed, artsy…oh god, I’m becoming a hipster

Thursday. The reason I came to Boston for the remainder of the week. Believe it or not but I had an interview at the America’s Test Kitchen!!! Yes that’s not a typo, I went to THE ATK for a potential internship working in their library. While the interview went well, I didn’t get the internship. Yea I am disappointed but I think I am fairly certain that they wanted to give the opportunity to someone who hasn’t had a chance to work in a library setting like I have (I worked in one for four years). The girl who interviewed me was very nice but did put emphasis on how it was a great place to start if one has never worked in a library before. Rejection aside, it was a great experience and it gave me a chance to explore Brookline Village. It was there that I found a small, artsy, independent cafe that I totally fell in love with. The Kookoo Cafe is just the kind of place one can go for it a decent brunch/lunch, a good hot drink, and the kind of atmosphere one can either read, have a conversation with friends, or do some last minute studying before class. Basically, I love places like these. Will def be going back even if it is a bit out of the way from apartment or anything else.

Friday. Driving. Lots and lots of driving. The roads were horrible and the trip that normally takes about 4 hours took a shocking 6 hours!!

Saturday. The Hamptons! Just let that word sink in. As my sister said yesterday, we are very grateful to know people who can afford to rent a beach house out there. As for the house, it was not the most beautiful piece of architecture out there. However, the view from the deck was outstanding, especially during sunset. The beach too, was outstanding and I am not the biggest beach person out there. Soft sand, perfect seashells, the ocean nice and blue and beyond freezing. It was a great day, one spent with close family friends…and sangria!!! Free, homemade, sangria. Talk about being the bees knees.

And that, everyone, was my week. I actually do have a recipe to post here but that will wait until later. I don’t want to bombard you, dear readers, with any more text. I think I have done enough of that already.

Can you believe that in six days I will be officially moving to Boston???


The Foodie Goes to the City

One of the wonders of living on Long Island is that New York City is just a train ride away. Believe it or not, until last Sunday, I had not been in the city once this summer! Talk about embarrassing. Clearly, it was high time I rectify this sad mistake. With the companionship of a dear friend, we took the city by storm, well, the Brooklyn part of it at least. So what exactly did we do? Well, we struggled to get on the Long Island Rail Road for one thing; remember, my friends and I kind of suck at organizing things. It took one or two failed attempts but hey, we finally got on board.

Now, I have thought long and hard about how to best describe this specific trip to the city with a single word but I think I have found the perfect word. You ready for this?


We walked about five or six miles that day and every minute of it was sweaty hell. Well, at least we had the beautiful buildings of Brooklyn to keep us distracted, albeit momentarily.


Now, if my friend and I were perhaps, sane, we would have done the responsible thing and have gotten out of the heat and settled into some nice cafe or something. But alas, we are rather silly people, people who will walk around in the oven that is the city streets for a good two hours before even considering the notion of going somewhere with both air condition AND lunch. Yes lunch, that nifty meal that many usually enjoy somewhere around midday. Not us of course. We didn’t eat lunch until four o’clock. But it was totally worth it. Tucked away in trendy Williamsburg is a little pizzeria that not only gives off a relax and somewhat artsy vibe, but may make the best pizza that my twenty-two year old self has ever had. Called Fornino, its tag line reads, “The Art and Science of Pizza”. With a title like that, you know that you are in for something good.


Does that not look good enough to eat? Well it was! This specific pizza is called Genovoese. It has, as follows: Tomato, Pesto, Ricotta, Mozzarella, and Cherry Tomatoes. While we both could have gotten our own individually sized pizzas, we decided just to split one. I really can’t describe the food beyond this: pizza perfection. If you are ever in the Williamsburg area and need a good meal, please do yourself a favor and try Fornino. It’s worth it.

Now after a meal like that, it’s hard to believe that the day could get any better. Well it did! While walking around Williamsburg, I discovered my version of heaven. Whisk is shop the specializes in the selling of kitchenware. You can only imagine how hard I had try to control myself from buying everything in the store. From kitchenware to bakeware, to cookbooks and barware, this place really does have everything. And the shop itself is just adorable.


I could have stayed in there for hours, just staring at everything they had. Truly, this is the kind of place that just screams “Come inside; buy things!” Thank god we had a train to catch or I might have pitched a tent and camped out there for the rest of my life. ImageIf I ever become a ghost, THIS is the shop that I am going to take up residence in. I’d be like Casper the Friendly Ghost, only with a poka dot apron. Now wouldn’t that be something?

All in all, this was a great city trip, even if we nearly fainted from heat exhaustion. While moving day to Boston is slowly getting closer, I plan on hitting up good old NYC at least once or twice more before then. There is just so much left to do and see before I move. Central Park, the Met, not to mention that there is not sales tax in the city.

Oh New York, you are truly a magical and wonderful place!