Around 7:00 last night, Kate, Gina, and I arrived in Long Island City for an event we’d been planning for weeks.
The NYC Food Film Festival!!!
The festival has been going all week long, and last night was the final night of it. The idea is that you get to sample the food featured in the films FOR FREE while the films are screening. Could anything be more brilliant?
What made the event even more perfect, however, were the facts that (1) the rain had stopped for the first time in what seems like a decade and (2) the festival took place at Water Taxi Beach, a man-made beach in LIC (with amazing views of the city) that I’ve always wanted to visit but never had until last night!
We started at the Jarlsberg cheese station.
Appetizers round 2 (you can review round 1 here):
I had two slices of baguette with boursin cheese, radish, and Israeli cucumber; Jarlsberg with olives; manchego with local honey (meant to correspond with Save the Honeybees about the colony collapse epidemic) drizzled on top; grapes; and chocolates.
Gina, Kate, and I nibbled on our cheeses and admired the view … and then needed to pose in front of the view (obviously):
As we nibbled, servers came around with the next course: okra gumbo with shrimp and chorizo.
This gumbo was deeeeeeeelicious, so I had two cups. I believe this course was meant to correlate with Mr.Okra, a delightful film about an old man who delivers produce throughout the streets of New Orleans.
Next up, we had Swedish meatballs (from Ikea, no less, hahahahahahahaha!):
I had seconds of these little guys, too! So tasty. The Swedish meatballs went along with … ummm, I’m not sure? I don’t think we saw a film about Swedish people or about meatballs!
While we waited for the sun to go down so the films could start, my favorite men arrived on the scene to display the power of their hoses:
Back to the food vs. men debate from earlier this week … these men would win, no contest. The FDNY makes food obsolete.
We had to cool off after the water show, so it was time to make a beverage run, the only thing that cost us money the whole night.
Kate and I each ordered The Bees Knees (I think?) cocktail on the left; Gina ordered the other option that had tamarind and lime. I was excited about my drink because it supposedly had blueberry bitters, but it just tasted like a too-strong margarita. Funny how the one thing that cost money was the one thing that disappointed!
Before the films began, the festival kicked off with an awards ceremony for the films that had been screened throughout the whole week. The prize was a slotted spoon, and this little boy got his hands on one and went wild in the sand:
Finally, it was dark enough for the movies!
While we were watching, some buttermilk ice cream made the rounds.
(Sadly, the buttermilk movie was not one of the ones being screened last night.)
Finally, the moment we had all been anticipating arrived. Name that Easter candy:
Did you guess?! I can now say I was in attendance at the world premiere of The Power of the Peep.
Save your jealousy because it gets better. Not one to miss out on a colossal marketing opportunity, Peeps provided the NYC Food Film Festival people with 10,000 Peeps to hand out.
I don’t love Peeps, but they were there and they were fluffy and fresh.
I ate too many to count.
Side note: I don’t quite know how this happened, but I found all of this stuff inside my bag when I got home:
Peeps for the next century, hooray!
After the festival last night, we gawked at the view some more:
And then floated our over-sugared selves to the Water Taxi (which was, keeping with the night’s theme, operating for free until 2am!). It was my first time on the Water Taxi, and I quite enjoyed it, so I put together a little virtual tour:
Inside (hi Kate!):
Outside and up the steps:
On the deck!
Bye bye, Water Taxi Beach!
I hope you enjoyed the tour as much as I did 😛
The taxi let us off in midtown east, so we made our way to the subway and then home. I had a complete sugar crash on the subway and passed out. Kate was worried I’d miss my stop, but I’m a professional subway sleeper, so I got home and was in bed by 1am with no drama. That was a late night for this old lady, but what a fun time! I’ve lived in New York for so long that I sometimes forget how much more there still is to explore. Having my feet in the sand last night was the best feeling, but the Peep baby in my belly today is not so much …
And now for the most seasonally appropriate question of the year: How do you feel about Peeps?