on the perils of letting someone poke around in your cupboard:
"You have four different kinds of salt."
"Yeah"
"And three different peppers."
"Well, five, if you count the paprikas. No, seven, because there's the anchos and the chipolte and the jalepenos in the fridge."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why so many different things that do the same thing?"
*rolling eyes* "Why do you have three guitars?"
*pause* "Oh. Okay."
Reaction mixed on tonight's impromptu citrus-tahini pasta-and-veggies sauce: texture perfect, taste good, might need more garlic. But then, what doesn't?
In other foodie news, we have test-run Ayza Wine & Chocolate Bar, (West Village) and deemed it prettydamngoodallright. The menu is a bit limited, and there were no surprises in the wine list, but they poured a reasonable dose in the flights, and the cheeses were excellent. We did not have any chocolate. No, really. (Need to keep a reason to return, ya?)
Also, wandered into Highlands, also in the West Village. A smidge expensive, but not to make one wince, crowded but not too noisy, and there were no jerks in the room (pushing/refusing to let someone to the bar to place an order, etc). Eye candy skewed a bit young, but not painfully so, and newcomers felt right at home. I'll be back. Who wants to join me? :-)
"You have four different kinds of salt."
"Yeah"
"And three different peppers."
"Well, five, if you count the paprikas. No, seven, because there's the anchos and the chipolte and the jalepenos in the fridge."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why so many different things that do the same thing?"
*rolling eyes* "Why do you have three guitars?"
*pause* "Oh. Okay."
Reaction mixed on tonight's impromptu citrus-tahini pasta-and-veggies sauce: texture perfect, taste good, might need more garlic. But then, what doesn't?
In other foodie news, we have test-run Ayza Wine & Chocolate Bar, (West Village) and deemed it prettydamngoodallright. The menu is a bit limited, and there were no surprises in the wine list, but they poured a reasonable dose in the flights, and the cheeses were excellent. We did not have any chocolate. No, really. (Need to keep a reason to return, ya?)
Also, wandered into Highlands, also in the West Village. A smidge expensive, but not to make one wince, crowded but not too noisy, and there were no jerks in the room (pushing/refusing to let someone to the bar to place an order, etc). Eye candy skewed a bit young, but not painfully so, and newcomers felt right at home. I'll be back. Who wants to join me? :-)