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Category Archives: sometimes I leave the house

My New 52: Chicken and Dumplings

This one, I’m sorry to report, was a bust, pasty and pretty bland. I don’t necessarily want to blame the recipe since I tweaked it a fair amount, but it’s hard to imagine that any of the changes (no sherry in the house, so deglazed with white wine; no leeks at our grocery store, so [...]

Raw milk

Last winter, my brother took me to a farm where he sometimes buys cheese for his restaurant so that we could meet the farmer, a woman whose hand, when she shook mine, was so calloused and beautifully used that my own soft and varnished paws made me feel like the last coddled and inbred remnant [...]

Snapshots from St. Louis

 

Someone’s not quite living up to theirs

Over the weekend, I was wandering from the East Village to Chinatown (on a mission to visit this supermarket, which was quite nice, even though it didn’t carry the two things I was looking for, mochiko sweet rice flour and macapuno coconut strings, to make this) and this strangely elaborate, busted-up bench caught my eye. [...]

New York day trip: Dead Horse Bay

I remember hearing about Dead Horse Bay ages ago and thinking it sounded interesting. Then this past Friday I followed a link from somewhere and ended up here, at which point I said to myself, Self, you should go there and see what that’s all about. So I did. Dead Horse Bay is out on [...]

Admiral’s Row: So close, yet so far away

Yesterday morning, I went to the first New Amsterdam Market of the spring. I said hello to a few people, introduced myself to some of my interview subjects I hadn’t yet met in person, bought a grapefruit/chamomile soda from the lovely folks at P&H and a pepperwort plant from the Vermont wild food people, and [...]

Infinite Variety: detail shots

As I sifted through my photos of the Infinite Variety exhibition, I realized that the only detail shots I took were of allover embroidered quilts, ones with pictorial or text elements, or both. This is something that I’ve noticed before, the way themes emerge from a body of photos I take without an agenda, generally [...]

Infinite Variety

Infinite Variety, the Folk Art Museum’s satellite exhibition at the Park Avenue Armory, is an absolutely stunning installation of 650 red and white quilts from a single private collection. It’s one of the most amazing textile shows I’ve ever seen, and I’d even go so far as to say one of the most extraordinary experiences [...]

In which I learn a lesson

My brother was in town last night, playing a show with his best friend from high school. I really, really didn’t want to go out in Manhattan last night. St. Patrick’s Day is always chaos, I was kind of beat. But I’d said I’d be there, I don’t get to see him and my sister-in-law [...]

Snow hiking

I always like to get outside when I’m upstate, but my dad and I tend to have bad luck with weather, getting rained out more often than not. It’s not all bad, since we get to see a lot of movies, but I can see movies at home. When I’m that close to the woods, [...]