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Hi, this is pretty overdue. At least it is for those 2-3 people who have been checking my blog daily since I last updated it, but I'm 85% sure that's just Google Dashboard tracking me checking my blog from different computers. I've still been eating, obviously. So in no particular order, here is my life from the past few months, sporadically documented and but always 100% accurately represented by food:

Breakfast club, same stuff as always

Except this time I also made jalapeno cheddar spoon bread and a frittata.

I actually didn't do any of the hart part of making a frittata--which is the actual cooking/flipping part. 

A fried shrimp taco, fish taco, and ceviche tostada (I was in L.A. duh)

Some tropical tiki bar drink that got me drunk but I didn't notice until a few hours later

More tacos -- shrimp, black bean....and I forget the other one. I think it was steak maybe. Obviously still in L.A. 

I went to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffle House. I also got mac and cheese and grits and gravy.  I think this was my first real time with chicken and waffles--I've had them before but like, weird ~trendy~ versions. Like buckwheat waffles or something like that. Anyway, now I get it. Crunchy and fluffy, sweet and salty, buttery and sticky. It makes sense.

They also have all you can eat Korean BBQ which was the best and worst thing could have happened on this trip. This was just our first round. The rest I gave up on taking pictures of. 

Udon

A tempura fried egg

I liked the actual egg, but the tempura part was sort of weird. It was crispy and whatever, but it's like getting the guacamole at Subway. It's just there to make the food sound better but it doesn't really make a difference. 

A sad hot dog in Venice Beach

The hot dog was then followed by the most perfect crinkle fries I've ever had. We had to wait an hour for the french fry guy to open up, but I just watched a lot of teenagers skateboarding.

Duck confit at Balthazar (yes, my parents visited me)

Pan roasted chicken covered in fried spätzle

Saffron risotto with shrimp and chorizo

Biscuits smothered in the most gravy I have ever seen on one plate

Shrimp and oysters

Thanksgiving dinner with Melissa's family

 A pate sandwich from Le Barricou

Passover with Melissa's family featuring her mom's most amazing brisket and latkes, which I also ate again on Thanksgiving the next day.

A chocolate donut with sea salt

Baked eggs for breakfast

I had a snack party

I also had a lot of solo snack parties

Roberta's

Tuna Nicoise 

My mom's braised short ribs with chestnuts and yams. She made the plate look so pretty but then I ate a lot of it before I remembered to take a picture

My mom always makes this for me either on the day that I get home or the day that I leave. :)

 

The MoMA cafeteria or restaurant whatever (the one on the second floor) has this chickpea salad that I really like--with beats, oranges, pea shoots, and a lil hummus a the bottom.

The end. 

**bows**

real talk

Sad news guys: I haven't been that into food lately and I feel kind of guilty admitting that. Obsessing over food is like my version of celebrity gossip and I'm kind of burned out on it. I don't really know about what food is trendy, which restaurants are hot, or which chefs everyone wants to make out with. And I used to REALLY know all that stuff because apparently, I had nothing better to do than to troll the internet for this information. I used to fall asleep looking at Tastespotting, and now, I don't look at food blogs very much any more. I don't even like thinking about food. Don't describe to me how roasted grapes on a ricotta grilled cheese tastes really good (omg great idea, by the way) and don't give me suggestions on how to use this rainbow chard. I only got it because it looked pretty, not because I had any good ideas. Just make it and give it to me (hi, I'm a princess). Do you know what I mean? I just want to know where the good food is and then I want to eat it without thinking about it. But with that said, here's some pictures of what I ate because that part is still really fun.

Cheddar grits, roasted tomatoes, bacon and a soft boiled egg

A seriously underwhelming corn dog

A salad I've been making a lot

The last thing I made before I started feeling really apathetic about food. No, that's so dramatic. I made ratatouille (like the kind from the movie, I used a Smitten Kitchen recipe) like 2 weeks ago when it was getting cold.

I guess at the moment, I'm just more excited by eating food and not so excited by thinking/reading/watching/hearing about food. But I'm sure it's just a phase because I kinda feel that way about everything right now. I just want to have fun and let out all this energy and not jam up my head with too many thoughts or concerns. I think I'm getting into an 18 year old's head space six years too late. I'm going to L.A in a week though and I'm gonna go to Disneyland and have In-n-Out for breakfast and go to that chicken and waffles place and eat so many fish tacos and burritos and go shopping and then get some shabbu shabbu and spend like 5 hours of those all you can eat Korean BBQ places then do some more shopping, try to get a tan, eat some more and go back to In-n-Out. And maybe I'll barf from having eaten so much. I think that'll get every thing out of my system and I'll come back to New York ready to care about things again and ready to grow up again and ready get serious again. But just for a little while because soon enough summer will come back and I'm gonna get all loose in the head again. Something about life cycles? Circle of life? 

food dump

It's been like, three weeks since my last thrilling update. A lot has happened, but also nothing has happened. You know how that goes. This what I ate:

Chicken club sandwich and patatas brava at Olea

I think they thought this brioche bread was supposed to be a good idea, and maybe it could have been, but I think I just like regular toasted bread for my chicken club sandwiches. It was too fluffy.

Some sort of ceviche at Walter's in Fort Greene

I went to Walter's when I was feeling really sick. I figured that good food would make me better. It didn't, but it didn't make me more sick either. So there you go. 

Steak and fries

 

And because I was feeling sick, I also ordered dessert, which I hardly ever do. This was a strawberry shortcake. 

David made sushi

And I made lil' sushi tacos for myself with shiso leaves. 

I also made a very lemon-y risotto

 Fried chicken + duck fat biscuit + spicy honey

The Brooklyn Sandwich Society is now "Martha." I'm actually not really sure what changed about the restaurant besides the name. The menu seems really similar and the vibes are totally the same. Not complaining though. Any place that makes duck fat biscuits is fine by me.

 

Really good fried chicken

I was really tired and angry after work one day this week. I took the subway, bought this ice cream cone, ate it on my walk back home. I felt much better after that. I usually eat the ice cream just to get to the chocolate filled cone.

I forget what's in this cocktail. I just drink whatever they put in front of me and it's always good. 

Pate

Burger at Brooklyn Public House

Brooklyn Public is technically just "alright." The food is usually good, but not stellar, it's not really that interesting of a place, and I always feel like I'm the only person there under the age of 30...but I really like it there. It makes me feel comfortable.

 

And their mussels are really good. So good that I had to make them myself the next night, but they weren't the same. Probably not enough butter or wine. 

I think I've grown to like soft boiled eggs because I'm never patient enough to wait for them to boil all the way. They're perfect for toast.  The yolk is so much richer and creamier.

 Another day, another breakfast with toast and and a soft boiled egg. And some kale too, I guess. You know what, I still don't love kale. I don't know why I keep buying it.

 I went to the Lobster Joint for their Happy Hour again. If I lived in Greenpoint, this place would be the end of me. This time i had the most perfect potato chips ever. So light and crispy, with just the right amount of salt. And they look so picturesque too. I mean, look at that photo--that's some Bon Appetit photo quality or something.