Frenzy season

Hi there,
I'm visiting Crazytown this month. Herky jerking work during the day and living it up in the evening. Last night there was a fire at our office and I was worried sick. When faced with saving stuff from my office, I didn't know if I should choose the $5,000 dead dog or the 10 pistols on my desk. I just grabbed the computer and ran out like a bandit. Luckily, everything is fine, though I'm fighting a cold and the orange juice just isn't working.
Depression is setting in due to the lack of sun and the realization that there's no more corn at the farmers market. Every Saturday I'd been buying 5 ears for 2 bucks, then throwing it husk and all in the toaster oven for an afternoon snack. I even bought cojita cheese to duplicate the Red Hook ball field corn. I've been hooked on the ball field street food and now that soccer season is over, I guess it's back up to Spanish Harlem for my Latin food.

I did it!

Did you help Martin Scorcese's box office this weekend by going to see The Departed? Did you see me? Or are you like Matt & Matt and Nancy and you missed my cameo. Although I didn't get a credit, at least I've been immortalized on film and not in a porno way!
This flyer is based on actual research. Our fabulous graphic designer saw that there was a flyer in the pictures in the location folders of the Massachusetts Police Dept. The flyer had some other girl's photo and name, so he just stuck my picture and name instead. It's pretty funny, most people wouldn't notice it, but if you haven't seen me in a while or ever, well, now you can.
Everyone asks if I liked the movie. The truth is, it was impossible for me to judge it as a piece of cinema. I enjoyed working on the film. I've met the cream of the crop in NYC film production. Driving to Marty's townhouse to deliver a model in the snow; handing Michael Ballhaus a director's plan, watching Thelma Schoonmaker walked out to introduce the crew screening, what I felt those times was more thrilling to me than watching the film. That said, I'll watch it in a couple more years, then ask me.

Brunch at Supper

Everyone is freaking out because of the e coli in the spinach. It's a bummer that the popularity of spinach will decrease and affect the small farmers that rely on spinach sales. I barely buy fresh spinach but when I do, it's generally from the farmer's market where it's got dirt on it, so I have to wash it several times anyway. I like to think it's clean dirty rather than covered in industrial agriculture poop.
When Miryam's croquet birthday party was cancelled yet again due to rain, we ate brunch at Supper this Sunday. Carissa asked about the Florentine omelette and our server said the spinach had been replaced with zuccini. She ordered the red eggs, that's not what it's really called, but that's what it looked like. Eggs cooked with tomato sauce and toast. Yummy! No picture because I forgot my camera, and the photo would have looked a red mess anyway. These photos are from another brunch visit. I just love their French toast with berries and real maple syrup. Miryam ordered it this time, and I think she liked it, though she almost got stabbed by the cook's kitchen knife. They have an open kitchen and at one point, this big knife fell out of its storage bin and hurtled toward M's leg! I got the poached eggs on grilled polenta cakes with fennel and Parmigiano cheese. Pictured, you'll see their Eggs Benedict (with arugula, not spinach!), but the eggs on polenta was kind of a healthier version of the Eggs Benny. Instead of a Hollandaise, the fennel was drizzled with Balsamic vinegar. It adds a sweetness and acidity that I really dug with the richness of the yolk and refreshing fennel. The cheese tops this fine dish, thus contributing that crucial bit of salt. Speaking of salty, the bacon is divine. Thick and a little bit sweet, it's the applewood smoked and a big pile of it is perfect for sharing.
Does it seem odd to go to a place called Supper for brunch? Well, it's not because it's delicious at any hour of the day. Located on E. 2nd between A&B, there's a black awning but no visible sign, but step inside and you will be happy you found the place. Brunch starts at 11am. It's conveniantly near a Citibank because Supper only takes cash. 156 E. 2nd St. 212-477-7600