Road Foodie

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Follow That Fungi

Posted By on May 28, 2009

After the irreverent early-May event that was the Duckathlon ’09, I thought it might be nice to visit Ariane and Lily in their own lair, so last week I made my way to the Ironbound neighborhood of Newark (clearly, worth its own, separate visit). Half a block from the gates of D’Artagnan’s home base, as […]

A Peripatetic Gardener

Posted By on May 19, 2009

This post’s title should be an oxymoron. The lover of green things, the woman who yearns to bite into a fig from her own tree, courts heartbreak if she moves from place to place, never stopping long enough to allow the growth of deep and clinging roots. Gardening is by definition a pursuit for those […]

Motherhood Lost and Found: Letter from an American Farm

Posted By on May 11, 2009

Today, I hand Roadfoodie over to New American farmer (and Turkish kilim expert) Peter Davies. For the last nine years, he and his partner Mark Scherzer, an attorney specializing in health advocacy, have farmed 39 acres in Germantown, New York with the aid of one part-time employee. Both still have active non-farm careers; neither had […]

Comfort Me with Confit, Two

Posted By on May 7, 2009

I apologize for the break in this instructional series—it was crucially important that I go and get crazy with a bunch of duck-quoting, foie-eating chefs in a cavernous room behind Chelsea Market. It’s a tough job. But now, it’s back to fat-world: Once my lard has been strained and clarified, by removing the juices from […]

The D’Artagnan Duckathlon 09

Posted By on May 5, 2009

Imagine my extreme pleasure at receiving an invitation to act as a judge in the super-secret, not-open-to-the-public, chefs-gone-wild event that preceded the serious business of Beard this past weekend. Now in year five, D’Artagnan’s duck-in-cheek challenge pits teams from New York’s finest kitchens—Daniel, Le Cirque, Tribeca Grill, craft, Bar Boulud, to name just a few […]

Comfort Me with Confit

Posted By on May 4, 2009

Those of us who love pigs—alive and cooked—were feeling a little under the weather last week. The headlines from Egypt hurt me viscerally: 300,000 innocent pigs slain, not to feed the hungry, of which there are many on that vast continent, but out of sheer ignorance. I did my bit on Facebook to promote better […]