“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
The Paris Theatre in NYC
This is in my top three of favourite movie theatres still operating in the city. If you get a chance, definitely go see something here. They only have one screen, but every so often it'll be a good movie. And the curtain still opens and closes! It, obviously, doesn't have to - but it does! Which adds to the beauty, in my opinion.
The fact that there's balcony seating is what makes it so lovely and appealing. And with Central Park so close by, this is just a romantic day waiting to happen. Check here for listings.
Dinner at Blue Hill at Stone Barns
I've often tried to explain to you how lucky I am. I don't know what happened in a past life, but this one continues to treat me tremendously. The dinner that I had at Blue Hill at Stone Barns was the most elegant and (at twenty-plus courses, we stopped counting) definitely the most luxurious meal I've ever experienced. In a word? Epic.
How could I afford a farm-to-table restaurant like this? How could I even hear of such a magical spot nestled forty-five minutes outside of New York City? Who on earth would treat me to this decadent night of gluttonous desire? The one and only Paul. A man who repeatedly takes birthday celebrations to another level. There will never be an appropriate way to thank him, so I'll just have to outdo him come October 20th.
I was not at all joking when I mentioned that there were over twenty courses. We didn't even get bread until course nine! The plates began very modestly and tiny, then continued to grow and grow with no end in sight. I'll never know how we ate what we did that night. It's still sort of a haze. Here's one example of the beauty that we devoured.
When you arrive, you let your server know if you have any allergies and off you go. This place is not a restaurant, this place is an adventure. The menu changes with the seasons and whatever is at its peak in the season will be dominantly featured in the majority of the courses. We went in mid March, so we got beets. I know what you're thinking because at the time I thought it, too. But this night turned me into a lover of beets. It still feels weird to even say that. I don't know how to tell you how incredible everything tasted. I really wish I knew the words that would express how fresh and alive each course felt. It felt like hours of work went into each ingredient. God, the venison? Fuck. Never in your life are you gonna taste meat the way they cooked it here.
We even got taken into the kitchen to have a course at a table set up in there, which made me feel like a judge on Chopped (ie. better than you). There were over thirty people doing a billion things in there and it was neat as hell to see how a place like this could be run.
At the end of the night when the waiter came to our table with a birthday candle in a piece of cake, they had another waiter walk infront of him (blocking him) all the way to the table so that the candle wouldn't be visible. Is it just me or is that classy as hell?
Whenever I try to explain this night to anyone, I make sure that 50% of what I say will describe how amazing the food was - and the other 50% is devoted to the GORGEOUSNESS of the presentation of it all. I swear we probably saw one actual plate the entire night - food was instead served on slabs of heated rock, in eggshells, hanging from plants. I can't even begin to describe the dessert FOREST that was the finale. Does it sound like I'm making this up? It should, because these details are ridiculous AND WONDERFUL. I wish I would have taken more photos, but we were too busy enjoying it all.
I can only describe the experience as holy. Am I trying to say that my friend Paul is God-like? I guess I am. He's the most generous person I know and I'll never forget this night as long as I live.
Dip Warmer and Dip Cooler
In a perfect world, I would host endless dinner parties. In this world? I have a lone napkin ring that I happily use on the weekends.
I just saw this Dip-on-Ice Stainless-Steel Serving Bowl and I think I might be yearning for it. Keeping a dip cold?! I never even knew that could be a desire until now.
Dip cooler!
They're $20 on Amazon and it's a pretty neat idea. Have you ever tasted a warm, almost-sweaty salsa before? I have and it ain't a party.
I already own this guy (below) and he's made me very happy.
Dip warmer!
Ben & Jerry's Hazed & Confused Core Ice Cream
Ben & Jerry's introduced these "core" flavours a few months ago and I've only had the Hazed & Confused one, since, you know, I love hazelnut. I've never been a fan of their crazy popular flavours like Cherry Garcia or Chunky Monkey, so I've typically stayed away from Ben & Jerry's. But this flavour? Yikes. You need to get on it.
This is what the inside looks like.
The inside
And yes, it is kind of annoying to have a new ice cream flavour in your life since nobody needs it, but that's the way it goes sometimes. You can see the rest of the new core flavours here.
“The best/cheapest time to book domestic air travel is on any Tuesday at 3pm Eastern. I heard that awhile ago and have been trying it out the past few trips I’ve taken and it’s dead right.”
Nutella Bar in NYC
Unlike many of my friends, I was introduced to Nutella very late in life, about two years ago. I would see it in grocery stores, but I always assumed it was some form of peanut butter, which I've never really cared for either. I've always loved Ferrero Rocher's, but I didn't know that hazelnut was a factor in that chocolate at all. I thought that flavour was unique to only Ferrero Rochers, like a real dummy. Anyway, eventually I figured out that it was the hazelnut that made it good and sought out all things hazelnut. Like gelato. If you've never said yes to a hazelnut gelato, I don't know what you're doing with your life.
Anyway, with cheese bars and biscuit huts in existence in this city, it makes sense that a place like this should exist as well. It opens in Eataly (200 Fifth Avenue) this Monday and I'll assume you can expect long lines. You can read their menu online here.
REMINDER: Don't forget that tickets for the Seinfeld Cyclones game at Coney Island go on sale tomorrow at 10am. You can purchase tickets over here.
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Illustration by Andrew Hamm
Illustration by Andrew Hamm
The Butter Pecan Syrup at IHOP
You know the syrups already waiting on the table for you at IHOP? These ones?
Are we all aware of how ridiculously good the butter pecan one is? I know I may not be an expert on pancakes, but the next time you're at an IHOP (which should really only be once a year 'cause of, you know, health) - definitely try that syrup. Tastes nuts.
And if you happen to love it more than a normal amount, you can buy them by the four pack on Amazon for a ridiculously unreasonable price.
“I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.”