A reader writes in to tell about our recent profiles of Alleva Dairy and Murray’s Cheese in the current Dairy issue, remembering several decades of shopping at both of these incredible shops, which now requires half a day’s drive: “I now live in exile in Maryland, and happily drive 4 hours to shop at both institutions.”
Food for Thought
Members of clandestine raw milk clubs may think they are the first to thirst for a better milk supply. But in New York City, the search has been a struggle for centuries.
I’ve been thumbing through the short, final chapters of Joan Gussow’s most recent book, Growing, Older. They’re humorous even if the themes include dying, lifelong regrets, sea level rise and climate change. The later geological preoccupations are shared by both of us—we both garden in floodprone areas—and the balmy, 60-degree afternoons this past weekend reminded me that the future-oriented predictions of climate scientists seem more and more to have arrived in the here and now. (And, my colleagues at Edible Brooklyn tell me, the annual winter festival at Prospect Park was just cancelled, due to weather too warm to make snow.)
Joe Bastianich has a new memoir, Restaurant Man, due in Spring, a multitude of thriving restaurants across New York, Los Angeles and Las Vegas, a hand in the market called Eataly, a few NewYork marathons and Ironman competitions under his svelte belt, and a winery, to name a few of his myriad projects. Despite his fast-paced schedule, we caught up with him recently to talk about the new SlowWineGuide hitting our shores this January–don’t miss the launch party and first stop on the national tour this January 30!–his penchant for Slow Food-approved winemaking (these days that’s called low-intervention) and why you should drink a bottle of wine a day. Slowly, of course.
How New Yorkers stayed “wet” throughout Prohibition.
Two baking brothers keep the home fires burning
Rather than focusing on adapting imports to America’s tastes, Goya primarily caters to each new wave of incoming Hispanics and waits for everyone else to catch up.
I’m not sure what seems to change faster–the procession of in-season veggies that are now…
Forgive me, Tina Fey–whose “The Mother’s Prayer for Its Daughter” in Bossypants* begins with “First,…
