I am an Englishman. I am an Englishman who likes his food. Therefore I am in a perfect position to discuss something very important to me: The English Breakfast.
The English Breakfast is the cornerstone of British society. Wars have been fought as a result of it. General Bernard Montgomery requested a full English every day he was planning the Normandy invasions during World War II. It’s said that Oliver Cromwell became very specific about how his black pudding was to be cooked while he was spear-heading the English Civil War. When Mary Shelley, John Polidori and Lord Byron retired to their country manor for a weekend of ghost stories (resulting in The Vampyre and Frankenstein), they had culinary chefs prepare a smorgasbord of full English Breakfast trimmings.
When wandering around the East Village, one might see a lot of bizarre things. However, I will admit that I did not expect to run into a cow. And now that we’re entering the dark days of winter; the last thing I expected was that this cow would be sunburnt. However, that is exactly what happened last week, when I discovered this antipodean hide-out on the corner of 9th and Avenue C. Now, before we discuss this situation further, I have a confession: I am guilty of being one of those people that I invariably hate – the ones who hear an accent, find out where the accent originates, and then proceed to try and relate to that person by offering up the one small anecdote I have on wherever they may be from. I had to refrain from doing that this time when I met Pete, the friendly and remarkably well-known Kiwi bartender at the Sunburnt Cow.
Cuisine: American Nouveau, French
Pricing: Goat Cheese and Thyme Quiche, $2.75
17 West 20th Street
(between 5th and 6th Avenue)
New York, NY 10011
Owner Melissa Chmelar strives to deliver a bit of country goodness into the big city by using fresh products from upstate New York to create a variety of home-style soups, pastries, and beverages. Spoon has quickly become a lunch time favorite in the area due to the convenience of easy made options that do not abandon dietary concerns for the health conscious. In addition to wholesome selections, this establishment offers variety through daily specials of soups, salads and desserts! The permanent menu includes an extensive list of sandwiches which is sure to satisfy every taste and cater to all needs. The one-time storefront recently expanded into next door eatery Tbsp, for Tablespoon.
Pizzeria Stella, Stephen Starr's newest restaurant in Society Hill presents itself as a traditional Italian dining experience. Consistent with many of his other restaurants, the theme is a strong influence on not just the food and drink but the atmosphere. The restaurant is centered around a large wooden oven where deliciously crusty pizzas are quickly passing in and out. Long banquet tables and smaller, more private enclaves fill out the room.
110 Waverly Place
(Between MacDougal and 6th Avenue)
New York, NY 10011-9109
Mario Batali's Babbo offers the tastes of Italy in only the way that the orange Croc clad Batali can serve it: authentic, fresh, and innovative. Situated in the center of the multi-level dining room is an incredibly steep brass-railed staircase, which is right near the small bar in the front. The pleasantly minimalist decor includes glowing sconces and large scale mirrors that adorn the warm yellow walls. Request a tan banquette and prepare yourself for a truly memorable meal.
1114 Crescent Heights Blvd.
Union Pacific once ran a railroad track right through the heart of Los Angeles along Santa Monica Blvd., and one of its scheduled stops is now known as The Hudson. The latest in a string of endeavors to successfully set up shop at the precarious intersection of Santa Monica and Crescent Heights is a quaint gastropub cast in the vain of Chicagoan prohibition-era revelry. This posh, little lounge really goes out of its way to get you in the mood to spend. From the plush, ivory leather lounge furniture, to the syrupy burgundy and browns that coat the wooden décor, The Hudson even goes so far as to preserve a section of the old railroad track.
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot
I see no reason, why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
Every year, all across England on November 5th, fireworks light up the night sky, and giant effigies of Guy Fawkes are burned in celebration of the discovery of the gunpowder plot attempt. It is a family-and-friends orientated event, which holds many fond memories for me from my earliest childhood. Mulled wine is drunk, and all across the major cities, stalls set up for the night, selling winter-warming pies and ales.
The story itself is an exciting one, filled with deceit, treason, murder and gruesome torture. It was popularized by the Hollywood movie V for Vendetta in slightly dramatized form.
So today I heard some great news. Gordon Ramsay is continuing his tirade of volatile abuse in the US with a remake of British classic cooking show; Masterchef. Ramsay originally became a television sensation when Ramsay’s Kitchen Nightmares aired in the UK back in 2005. Since then, his amazing personality and penchant for saying f**k regularly (in January of this year Ramsay caused an outrage whenhe swore 243 times, 187 of them ‘fuck’, in a show lasting just 103 minutes) has made him an international house-hold name.
The Tun Tavern, Atlantic City's top brew pub, is located on the first floor of the Sheraton Hotel. It offers an array of artisan quality beers under $5 a pint, including seasonal and delicious favorites. I would highly recommend the Pumpkin Ale, as it is one of the best pints I've ever tasted. The Tun Sampler ($6.50) is perfect if you want to get a little taste of the handcrafted beers and ales The Tun Tavern has to offer. It consists of five 4 oz. servings of the tavern's most popular brews.