Posts tagged “New York

time to say ‘Goodbye’

Like any girl  I am rubbish at throwing away shoes. Running shoes I particularly struggle with. I think it’s because of the special bond I form with my running shoes, we have gone through so many times together- the good, the bad, the happy, the sad. This particular pair I am very sad to be parting with as they were there for me during my final year of university, through a break up and through my move overseas. I’d love to able to calculate how many km’s we’ve run together… I think it would be somewhere in the 1000’s.

old faithful shoes

But my shin splints, and sore right hip have been telling me that they can’t handle the worn out soles and flatten gel cushions anymore. They need comfort and support if they are going to allow me to keep running. So today I bought myself a new pair of running shoes.. ASCIS of course.

new flashy cushion soled, gel enhanced bouncy breezy shoes

 

we're friends right?

Thats the only problem with being a (semi) serious runner.. I can’t get the snazzy polka-dot black chic looking NIKE’s my heart desires, instead I have to get ‘proper’ running shoes.

jazzy trainers, for those who run a maximum of 1 mile a day...

Maybe in my next life I’ll design snazzy ‘proper’ running shoes, for other jazzy girls who have the same problem… ‘Lady Danger for Adidas’ I like it.

 


forgotten fruit

I owe an apology to a certain fruit- figs.  How could i ever have forgotten about you! I do apologise! I love you in every form, fresh, dried, baked, poached and caramalised. I don’t even mind that you make me look pregnant when I buy a packet of you dried when I’m really hungry and end up eating the majority of you.

I think I had figs on the brain after reading this lovely article entitled ‘Thirteen Ways with Figs’ on the gastronomista blog last night.

Figs, you are especially delicious in my salad tonight which also contains; poached chicken, fried eggplant, caramlised red onion, burnt figs, roasted sunflower seeds, rocket and cucumber. Delicious on a not-so-balmy New York spring time evening, and you go surprisingly well with whiskey (the only booze I have in the house and I can’t really be bothered leaving) so, for tonight, whiskey will do, and I’m not complaining.

burnt fig and eggplant salad

LIFE
I’ve been feeling  a bit rubbish today. Very rubbish. I had a terrible sleep last night, the one where you wake up every hour and never feel that you properly get to sleep and just generally feeling pretty average.. so when I woke up at half 5 this morning I decided to get up and go for a run. I listened to another ‘Food Seen’ podcast from my new favourite friends at Heritage Radio- this time with British Jelly pioneers or ‘Jellymongers’ Bompas & Parr. And I fell in love, yet again. God dam those british accents get me every time! And not to mention their very witty sense of humour… I spent most of my run in a constant giggle. I did record a little caption of it, but cannot for the life of me figure out how to upload an .m4a file to wordpress. So if you want to hear it, go to the Heritage Radio Network podcast’s and download episode 49, and scroll fast-forward the 40 min mark.. or just listen to the whole thing. You won’t regret it. Please excuse my untechsaviness.

Today, feeling a bit fragile and sleepy, after meeting a friend for brunch I came home and did something VERY out of character for me. I watched a film during the day. Yes I did get up a couple of times to make tea, check emails and walk around but I watched a film during the day, and you know what.. . I didn’t even feel bad about it! It was a ‘food’ film I’d been meaning to see for years; Like Water for Chocolate.  I adored it and was crying like a big girl by the end of it!

FASHION
I almost died today. Chloe Sevigny walked into the same little bookstore as me on Bond St and I immediately cursed myself for looking particularly underwhelming today (Lady Danger lipstick excluded). And let me say she is equally if not better looking in person. Dam I want to be you, or a least your best friend so I can borrow your clothes.

Tonight I’m having a night in, going to drink at least 3 glasses of whiskey, watch Mostly Martha and get a goods nights sleep before tomorrow’s potluckslideshow event, The Beautiful Bountiful Brooklyn Tasting Hour. I’m very, very, very excited about this and am teaming up with a new found chef friend to create a tasting plate to contribute to the ‘pot luck’ side of the event. We are still finalising our exact dish, so stay tuned for photos, tasting reviews and hopefully a whole new bunch of food fanatic friends.

Over&Eat.


lifes little lessons

LIFE

I’ve been spending a lot of time on my own this week, pottering about, and don’t get me wrong I’m down with hanging out with me, myself and I, but sometimes you can do your own head in. So I’ve been listening to a lot of podcasts.. not surprisingly related to food. During my researching into the underground food scence in NYC I stumbled across an interview with one of the founders of potluckslideshow (the organisers of the Beautiful Bountiful Brooklyn Tasting Hour!) on the Heritage Radio Network. The radio station only takes about food. What a dream. I’m listening to a podcast at the moment with the girls from Gastonomista, who I have to say I have completely fallen head over heels in love with. I want to be them!! Did I mention that one of their favourite combinations of food is absinthe and oysters. Babes.

“…everybody thinks that because we are girls we only like cupcakes. Sure we like cupcakes but we also like bourbon”

Another thing that I have fallen in love with is this (which I found on their blog).

best invention ever

Perfect for the lady or gentlemen who doesn’t have a basket to put their wine in when cycling to a romantic dinner date or picnic- and at $25, you’d be crazy not to get one. Buy it here.

FASHION

I learnt my lesson yesterday about cycling in inappropriate clothing. My favourite ankle length sheer white skirt is now ripped and grease stained. Silly me thought it would be a great garment for cycling in, yet as soon as I hoped on my bike and zipped around the corner, I could cycle no further due to my skirt being wrapped in the chain of my bike. Fortunately, I was able to rip the skirt out and didn’t have to awkwardly wobble home with the bike wrapped around me, nor did I have to take the skirt off completely and walk home in my knickers with my bike wearing the skirt (kind of wish I had to now, would have made for a funnier story!).

poor skirt!

detail of the damage

I’m going to try and dye it grey or black, or maybe tie dye it so it is not completely ruined! I will be very sad to say goodbye to this summery beauty (and just when the weather is getting warm!!). So will I cycle in any more ankle length garments? Yes, I will just remember to tuck the dress firmly into my knickers before getting on my bike.

FOOD

Yesterday was so so beautiful and sunny so I spent the day cycling about the city on my bike. Cycling along the Hudson river on a sunny day is amazing- so many people out and about. I also discovered a new bar- a place called The Frying Pan. An old boat that is converted into a bar. I was drawn to it by the beautiful wooden archway leading up to the boat. Built in 1929, this historic lightship (one of the few remaining) is said to have spent three years at the bottom of the Chesapeake Bay before being salvaged and brought to Chelsea Piers to become the ultimate “dive” bar. The boat, docked on a railroad car barge, boasts a musty, barnacle-encrusted interior (complete with catwalks and an exposed engine room) straight out of a Nine Inch Nails video. The far end of the barge often serves as a moody dj lounge and stage for live acts. On the pier, a tiki bar serves up booze and burgers, and a 16-foot observation plank offers a fantastic view of activities on the Hudson… and perfect for any time of the day drinking in the sun. It would have been rude of me not to stop and have a beer.

The Frying Pan

Having a pint of heavy cream (you cant just call it ‘cream’ in this country as people think you are talking about ‘crema’ for your coffee) left in the fridge, and an unstoppable craving for needing to eat ricotta all the time, I decided to try my luck at making it. Seemed simple enough, cream, milk, lemon, curdle, drain and let sit. Unfortunately not! I think I may have gone wrong in a few places; not adding enough lemon juice, not letting it curdle enough, or the fact that I had to use calico instead of muslin only because guy in the fabric store was being a creep and ogling at me (like he’d never seen a girl in tight high waisted jeans and a cropped t-shirt, he was about 55 so surely he lived through the 80’s right?!) so I took whatever he gave me and was out of there quick smart. The calico was obviously way to thick so the liquid didn’t drain fast enough, and all the curdling sort of collapsed. I’m going to make a trip back to the wonderland that is Cake & Bake to get some muslin and to have another go at making it tomorrow… fingers crossed I’ll have fresh ricotta to enjoy for breakfast Saturday morning. Maybe even make orange & ricotta pancake. yum!

ricotta attempt #1

DESIGN

I hardly ever make clothing for anyone else. I’m not sure why, I guess maybe I feel as though it’s quite an intimate thing to do, like you are giving a piece of yourself away? Too poetic? Anyway, after a recent late night wine infused skype conversation with a good friend, I decided to make him a t-shirt. For some reason or another we were ranting about numbers and he mentioned that his favourite number was 24. When asked why, he said ‘because it relates to so many things, 24hrs in a day…’ and then couldn’t think of anything else- great reasoning! So when going to sleep that night I decided to design a t-shirt print based on the number 24. Here is the result.

final print design

Obviously all the things on the shirt relate to the number 24 (I may have lied about the egg yolks in a gin&lime tart, but I remember there being a lot.

the 'how many hassell's in da house' t-shirt

The shirt was an early birthday present/ good luck on your world tour present, as the band that my friend is in just left of a big tour. Here’s a plug for them… they are called SEEKAE. 3 three piece electronic music act that are brilliant (no bias of course). They are playing at a bunch of places throughout the UK and a few festivals…. dates and tickets are available here. Fingers crossed they’ll make it over to NYC!

here’s one of my favourite tracks of the new album +Dome. Seekae: Reset Head

And just to end with. My brilliant friend in the UK sent me this.. now that I work for Chanel, I have to be polished in everything that I do. Even behind closed doors!

Over&Eat