Hiya Thursday. I'm back from New York and have a bit of a cold...plane was
crazy hot and stuffy and I had a crazy anime girl sitting next to me in a
huge orange fur coat that took up two seats. She proceeded to eat a very
large loaf cake in flight, while still ensconced in the fur. Very odd... Thought it would be nice to talk about my other favorite topic besides big,
glam cities and fashion. It's food, people. And if you love food of the
Italian variety, you simply have to check out Mario Batali's new paean to
that type of cuisine- Eataly. What's funny about this spot is I know if I
was still a Manhattan resident I would loathe this place. It's beyond
crowded, people are pushing, you can't get an espresso without waiting an
hour. But now that I live in a place where this is nothing like this
outsized emporium of food porn, I fell in love with it. Having just been to
Paris's amazing La Grande Epicerie (right next to Bon Marche), I got that
same sense. La Grande has beautiful produce, cheese, fish, meat- you name
it. All in a gorgeous setting and artfully arranged. Eataly did not
disappoint in this regard either, and it feels very much like a grand
European food hall. It's an enormous emporium, with a couple of restaurants and gorgeous,
gorgeous products, merchandised to perfection. I wanted to bathe in the
cheese, surround myself with a shelf full of gorgeous Italian candy
packaging, and bury myself in a mountain of homemade pasta. I also loved
checking out their produce- the baby brussels sprouts were my favorite and I
wanted to toss them with some olive oil, lemon, fresh parmesan and some
pasta. I hear they're also doing a rooftop beer garden there, completing
its bid for the ultimate food destination in Manhattan. Dean and Deluca, be
nervous. Be very nervous. It's a lovely experience this place. I did not get to actually eat at the
restaurants. I was too hungry to wait so ended up at Republic. Ha. If you
are in the city, def check it out. It's in the Toy Building at 200 Fifth
Avenue, between 23rd and 24th Streets. It really does encompass an Italian
ideal, a dolce vita kind of loveliness that warmed my heart. Hope you get to
check it out. And New Yorkers, don't hate on it too much. Nothing else
exists like this in the country, so feel happy to have it, even if the
crowds make you nuts. I remember having that feeling at Dean and Deluca back
in the day, so I feel your pain but still wish I could pop into this place
on a whim and sample some goodness whenever I want to.
And that's what's up this foodie Thursday in the MIA. I gotta go find some
tissues. XO
crazy hot and stuffy and I had a crazy anime girl sitting next to me in a
huge orange fur coat that took up two seats. She proceeded to eat a very
large loaf cake in flight, while still ensconced in the fur. Very odd... Thought it would be nice to talk about my other favorite topic besides big,
glam cities and fashion. It's food, people. And if you love food of the
Italian variety, you simply have to check out Mario Batali's new paean to
that type of cuisine- Eataly. What's funny about this spot is I know if I
was still a Manhattan resident I would loathe this place. It's beyond
crowded, people are pushing, you can't get an espresso without waiting an
hour. But now that I live in a place where this is nothing like this
outsized emporium of food porn, I fell in love with it. Having just been to
Paris's amazing La Grande Epicerie (right next to Bon Marche), I got that
same sense. La Grande has beautiful produce, cheese, fish, meat- you name
it. All in a gorgeous setting and artfully arranged. Eataly did not
disappoint in this regard either, and it feels very much like a grand
European food hall. It's an enormous emporium, with a couple of restaurants and gorgeous,
gorgeous products, merchandised to perfection. I wanted to bathe in the
cheese, surround myself with a shelf full of gorgeous Italian candy
packaging, and bury myself in a mountain of homemade pasta. I also loved
checking out their produce- the baby brussels sprouts were my favorite and I
wanted to toss them with some olive oil, lemon, fresh parmesan and some
pasta. I hear they're also doing a rooftop beer garden there, completing
its bid for the ultimate food destination in Manhattan. Dean and Deluca, be
nervous. Be very nervous. It's a lovely experience this place. I did not get to actually eat at the
restaurants. I was too hungry to wait so ended up at Republic. Ha. If you
are in the city, def check it out. It's in the Toy Building at 200 Fifth
Avenue, between 23rd and 24th Streets. It really does encompass an Italian
ideal, a dolce vita kind of loveliness that warmed my heart. Hope you get to
check it out. And New Yorkers, don't hate on it too much. Nothing else
exists like this in the country, so feel happy to have it, even if the
crowds make you nuts. I remember having that feeling at Dean and Deluca back
in the day, so I feel your pain but still wish I could pop into this place
on a whim and sample some goodness whenever I want to.
And that's what's up this foodie Thursday in the MIA. I gotta go find some
tissues. XO
