Category Archives: good drink

Here’s what’s going on

With me, at any rate….

It is probably obvious to you and to my besties by now that, if we go out somewhere, I am likely to report on it.

Or find something interesting in the outing. At least interesting to me.

For instance, guys, last night we tried Tacombi, a place usually very accessible, and it was full. Packed. I know, maybe it’s Taco Tuesday, and that 6:30 is not an early bird hour. The happy diners here were young and loud. 

M. and I moved on to the Beach Cafe, at her suggestion. This is more her nabe than mine, while I do live close by.

The happy diners at the Beach were older and settled in, but we got a booth made for a bigger party than we two. By 7:45, or so, the restaurant had pretty much emptied out.

What happened to the City That Never Sleeps?

The Beach has a neon ad over the bar that says Burgers til 1am.

We were pretty dubious and even snickered on our way out.

BTW, Tuesday is for tacos here as well although they are co-opting the cuisine.

Entitled

My quandary over what to «name« a post has led me to refine my activity.

I think I am gaining skill in the art of titling a story.

It’s about defining what you want to say.

It’s about grabbing a  reader’s attention. It’s an important part of the process, especially in my «opinion« pieces. It’s very much a challenge for my poems.

Ok, so I have laid bare my longs and my shorts.

Here’s one where I came up with an “alternative” to the title I used.

Man walks into a bar

The original was «Barkeep, I’ll have a….« The subject was simply musing on the art of tending to a coffee bar.

Barkeep, I’ll have a….

Baristas like bartenders have upped the ante. The more specific drink invention gets, the more knowledge and skill they have to exercise.

So it’s blonde and flat or almond and what have you. I don’t even know how to order from these menus.

Let’s face it, complicated is fun. And adds spice.

I thought of asking my Swiss cafeista today to prepare my cappucino mit schlag.

They call it Vienesse at Sotheby’s down the block. Adding not spice but calories.

M.C.N.Y.

Sing it to the tune of .. yeah you guessed it.

When you tell people you plan a visit to the Museum of the City of New York, they usually have a positive response.

My friend M said something to the effect of , “I love that place.” You get the drift.

I loved the Manny Vega exhibit. That especially, but there was a lot to like in every gallery.

So, a chance to enjoy tea [and crumpets?] with a curator just seemed like a perfect lunchtime activity.

One such event passed us by on the 2nd (with Sarah Henry), and The Curator’s Cup: Afternoon Tea with Sarah Seidman is on Oct 22nd, aka this Tuesday.

I am intending on attending the November 19th. I look forward to The Curator’s Cup: Afternoon Tea with Lilly Tuttle.

Too much of a good thing

It’s a fine line between great and more than you need. I have been illustrating the upside of BurgerFi – and the food is all tasty – but it is also uniformly caloriFIc.

Onions might count as vegetables, and I want to give ’em credit in that column, but the thick, delicious crust and gentle deepfrying belies its cred.

Chicken wings are not a diet food. I have yet to get my burger wrapped in a lettuce roll. The Beyond is the closest non-meat burger you’d want, but it too comes at a calorie cost.

In short, go and enjoy. It’s an indulgence.

Holy mackeral

Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.

We invent holidays for the sheer commerce of it. National Pizza Day or maybe International Coffee ☕️ Day are tailored to our eating the one and drinking the other.

My friend S introduced me to the delights of Chai, so if it has not yet been honored, let’s raise our glass to it.

“Chai to you. Chai to me.”