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i am allen iverson

Thursday, May 8th, 2008

(10:16:25) Matt Nowak: i like friend of a farmer
(10:16:30) Matt Nowak: but only once and a while
(10:16:40) Blake Stuchin: friend of a farmer is impossible to just walk in to though
(10:16:49) Matt Nowak: not if you get there before 1130
(10:16:51) Blake Stuchin: like on a sunday when it’s nice out you might wait an hour+ for a table
(10:17:10) Blake Stuchin: yeah but we talkin bout brunch
(10:17:12) Blake Stuchin: not a meal
(10:17:14) Blake Stuchin: not a meal
(10:17:17) Blake Stuchin: we talkin bout brunch
(10:17:18) Blake Stuchin: brunch

It’s either that or Dishes

Monday, April 21st, 2008

(12:30:45) Blake Stuchin: wanna get a quick lunch?
(12:31:42) Justin Pattner: dude
(12:31:56) Justin Pattner: i keep on doing this and we haven’t gotten lunch together in a long time, but i can’t
(12:32:10) Blake Stuchin: no worries
(12:32:15) Blake Stuchin: wanna go to africa and climb kili instead?
(12:32:18) Blake Stuchin: we can get lunch there
(12:32:35) Justin Pattner: haha
(12:32:40) Justin Pattner: i think so brotha

Of Food and Finance

Wednesday, June 20th, 2007

Source: Flickr

I’m giving a lecture at the Fancy Food Show in July called “Financing your Food Business” as part of an education session on Best Financial Practices for Specialty Food Manufacturers. The lecture should be fun, but I’m most excited for the opportunity to sample all the goods on the floor. Since I’m a picky eater, my dad pointed out that all I eat is specialty food. Plain chicken with brown rice qualifies as specialty, right?

New Whole Foods on Bowery

Wednesday, March 28th, 2007

Source: Racked

Check out this sneak peak of the new Whole Foods on the Bowery from their pre-opening party last night. We live in a weird time that people are celebrating the opening of a grocery store that already has several locations in the city, but ooh– Jacques Torres chocolates and a Belgian fry bar! SRosen calls it grocery shopping in the post-modern age. I say produce is the new black.

a hale & hearty birthday

Wednesday, February 28th, 2007

Matt, Sam, Ben, Bob, Bobbo, and I took Lerman to Hale & Hearty today to celebrate both (a) the end of the “Mac and Cheese and Beef Soup” February Monthly Special; and (b) Dave’s 25th birthday. The birthday boy was in good spirits and we all enjoyed our disease-inducing pseudo-soup. Who doesn’t love an event.

Clear eyes, clogged arteries, can’t lose.




Baby Likes It Cheap

Thursday, February 15th, 2007

Last night I went to a Valentine’s Day Chocolate Appreciation class at the Institute of Culinary Education on West 23rd St. It was taught by a culinary historian and chocolate expert who was a lot of fun. I learned that chocolate was refined first for consumption in beverages as a female-friendly beverage. The coffee and tea that dominated Europe in the 19th century, it was thought, were too harsh for the genteel female. I believe that drinkable chocolate’s rise in popularity was also involved in the creation of the modern tea kettle, but I might have gotten mixed up by that point. There were a lot of slides.

I also learned that in the early 1900’s as doctors began to understand a bit about nutrition, it was thought that all calories were created equal and that one calorie of chocolate was akin to one calorie of a fruit or vegetable. This led Hershey’s to promote chocolate, with its high caloric content, as “a meal in itself.” Men also wore bowler hats during that era, but I did not learn about bowler hats last night.

Then I ate about an entire box of chocolates. Mostly we were served dark chocolates, presented on attractive plates and paired with dessert wines that tasted like a cross between vinegar and ass. Dark chocolate is considered the more sophisticated cocoa product, so I guess it’s no surprise that I didn’t really enjoy it. Milk chocolate, the cheapo stuff that I grew up on (give me a bag of M&M’s and I’m happy), is considered less “pure” and far less impressive among the chocophile set. My professor described most of these chocolates as “the type of thing that if it were a person you met at a party, you’d say that person is ‘nice,’ but someone I want to take home with me.” Jacques Torres, home of perhaps the best chocolate I’ve ever had in my life, was also roundly dissed.

Promiscuity or intentions of my professor notwithstanding, my girlfriend and I both preferred the sweeter milk chocolate that “tastes like crappy kids’ stuff,” as one of the chocolate snobs in my class said. Regardless of our lack of sophistication in the chocolate world, it was a great time and I learned a lot about chocolate. And now that I’ve discovered the relative cheapness of my palette’s sweet tooth, I’m not eating any chocolate for a month. Or at least a few hours.

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