I haven’t done a “recommended” post in a while. Here’s hoping this pair of takes on hand-crafted food and drink helps to remedy that.
Warren Ellis on the hyper-concentrated coffee known as The Black Blood of the Earth.
Scott Gold on the meat and butcher shops of North Brooklyn.
One: Scott Snyder chats with Graeme McMillan on the subject of vampires in popular culture and his upcoming series for Vertigo. (And if you haven’t read Snyder’s Voodoo Heart, you really should.)
Two: In which the esteemed Scott Gold talks whiskey. (Technically not “writing on writing,” I’ll admit, but close enough.)
One: Via Warren Ellis: Brandon Graham’s impressive King City is making a return to print; there’s a preview here. (I have some earlier ramblings on King City here.)
Two: Also returning: Kat Bakes, with a post about weddings, cakes, and their union.
Three: Shla Scanlon — whose serialized novel I really need to start reading — profiles …
Recently, my friend Megan has been running the kitchen* at the Greenpoint record store/restaurant Eat; earlier this week, they received some press coverage from the Times. Which, given that the food that they make could rightly be termed “delicious,” is a fine, fine thing. I’m particularly gladdened to see Ligaya Mishan’s review make mention of …
I’ve been meaning to add a “Food” section to the links collected here for a while now. And, lo, I’ve now done so, including a couple previously filed under “NYC”. Among the initial selection:
Kat Bakes, which concerns itself with, well, baking;
The Internet Food Association, in which a number of political and cultural essayists shift gears …
Late last year, I made farinata (in this case, based on this Mark Bittman recipe) when home for the holidays. It went well, but something seemed a little off — though some of that may come from the fact that my fondness for black pepper exceeds that of almost everyone I know. Either way, I …
And in the “writing from good folks” category, a new food-related website called Table Matters has launched. Among its writers is the esteemed Scott Gold, who contributes a piece on lapsed vegetarians. (In the interests of full disclosure, I should probably mention that I’m one of the interviewees.)
On Saturday, I went along with friends to Greenpoint’s Eat Records. A friend of mine recently took over running their kitchen, and I was curious to see what the new setup was like. The last time I’d been there, the balance between cafe and record store was much more significantly in favor of the latter. …
A number of my friends make damn good food. I’ve begun doing more cooking for myself in 2008 than I ever have before; previously, the extent of my kitchen skills were limited to throwing chicken sausage in a skillet or making a passable omelet.
My current obsession, after trying them out at the apartment of one …
Managed to fill the apartment with smoke as a result of cooking a chicken breast with some jerk spices earlier. Now: waiting for some clafoutis to finish baking (recipe via Quinn) and listening to Flying Saucer Attack.
May have made too much clafoutis for one person to consume. Damn. The perils of living alone…
I’m currently finishing up The Shameless Carnivore.
It’s leaving me with the urge to cook. A lot. And I can’t cook for shit.
Also, the description in its later pages of Montana’s annual Testicle Festival may well be worth the price of the entire book. Dear lord.
One: for artists, writers, and those with an interest in intellectual property rights, this is very worrisome.
Two: I’ve liked what I’ve read from Joy Williams, and the news that an older novel of hers is being reissued (with a new Rick Moody introduction) definitely has my interest piqued. [via: Maud Newton]
Three: Apparently, pigeons are tasty.
One: On Sunday, I passed what I assume is this taco cart on my way to the City Reliquary. Am I intrigued? Hell yes.
Two: In which ace political writers talk Los Crudos. Who are, apparently, reuniting. Hot damn.
Three: I totally misread a phrase of this as The Best of Tariq Ali. (One can only imagine. …