A couple Fridays ago, I headed back over to Amanda and Meghan’s apartment for the third installment of our book club (you can see the first and second installments here). Our book this time was We Were the Mulvaneys by Joyce Carol Oates, and we settled into discussion with a round of cosmos, of course!

While we gossiped about things that had nothing to do with the book worked our way through the questions, we also nibbled on french bread toasts with brie and fig preserves:



Fig + cheese = one of the best combinations ever:



For dinner, I brought along some CSA salad, and Meghan (who has become the chef of these evenings!) put together a delicious pasta with sweet corn and tomatoes:

The pasta also had a very light cheesiness. Amanda was right when she said it was like grownup mac-and-cheese:

We actually did discuss the book after we ate the pasta because we needed some digestion time — there was a lot of pasta there! However, dessert could not stay hiding in the wings for long. Dessert was my other responsibility of the night, and I had taken it seriously and gotten preparation underway right when I arrived home from work that day. I gathered the last of my CSA watermelon, crenshaw melon, and nectarine:



After cutting everything into chunks, I added some balcony basil and a spoonful of Olga‘s Russian apricot jam and then coarsely mashed everything together:

I put the whole mix in the freezer — first in mine and then in Amanda and Meghan’s when I got to their apartment — until we were ready to eat it. I had no idea how it would come out, but it turned linto a refreshing summer sorbet:

On the side, we had the last bits of my Ulimana raw chocolate and the marzipan that Wife and Ted had brought me from Sicily (both had been waiting in the freezer for this moment for weeks!):

Amanda and Meghan sent me home with tons of leftover pasta, so I mixed it with my own leftover veggies … and turned it into pasta salad to last me through the next week’s lunches 🙂

I kept repeating the melon and basil combo the rest of the week, too — it made for such a peppy little fruit salad:

Amanda and Meghan, thanks for another installment of the best book club ever … and for keep me fed for an entire week after it 😛

Speaking of books and food, do you have a favorite book about or related to food? I think mine is Like Water for Chocolate. I haven’t read it since I was maybe 15, but I remember loving it.

The rain-motivated cancellation of my agency’s planned picnic in the park for the families a couple weeks ago had far-reaching ramifications, the main one being that I was left lunchless! Before I could mourn the loss of lunch, however, I had to call all my moms and let them know about the change in plans. While doing so, I ate a couple of Deborah’s cinnamon melts from McDonald’s:

Mmmmmmm.

Belkis had brought her son Emanuel to work for the picnic. He also ate a few Cinnamon Melts but really kept himself occupied with our no-longer-picnic-bound balloons:

I also had a few of these farm-fresh “melts” — my latest batch of CSA cherry tomatoes:

Finally, it was time to address the whole no-lunch issue, as we were all getting hungry and cranky that the picnic had been cancelled. After a lengthy discussion of options and cravings, we eventually settled on Mi Abuelita for the selection of appetizing soups on such a rainy day.

Myrna modeled the menu and then agreed to split the Mofongo de Camarones with me:

I had a slice of toasty buttered bread while we waited for our feast:

Emanuel provided the entertainment:

And so did the beverages. Myrna and I shared a papaya shake, and Jessica had a limeade:

Next up was the soups. I had a bite of Belkis’ sancocho and all of the carrots from Jessica’s sopa:

And then came the best part!! I was so excited for the mofongo because I’ve heard my coworkers talk about it plenty but had never actually eaten it myself:

Mofongo is a mound of fried green plantains, and Myrna and I ordered ours with shrimp:

Obviously, this was delicious and gave me even more reason to move to the Dominican Republic.

The mofongo came with the perfect side salad of avocados, beets, and tomatoes:

This was such a delicious, satisfying, and fun meal … and a great way for us to console ourselves after the disappointment of the canceled picnic. I have plenty of stressful days at work, but all of the positives (wonderful coworkers, excellent food, meaningful work, fun) really help to balance things.

How would you order your mofongo?

Living in Brooklyn has its perks — namely, more space and happier people than you can find in Manhattan — and easy access to Brooklyn Bridge Park is one of them.



The week before last, Kate, Gina, and I met up at the park after work to enjoy one of the last “Movies With A View” of the season: Edward Scissorhands.



The park filled up f-a-s-t:



But we were safe in a spot because Gina has connections and had arranged for the reservation of a patch of grass. While we waited for sundown, we did some nibbling of course. I brought along the rest of my lunch to eat for dinner:



And then I got jealous of Gina’s ice from Uncle Louie G’s and had to get one of my own: a small cup with coconut and cookies ‘n’ cream.



Mmmmm, Uncle Louie has the creamiest ices with the most exciting flavors ever. The coconut had actual pieces of coconut in it — I felt like I was eating the fruit/nut itself!

The sun finally went down, and we got ready for the main attraction …



… after an announcement that the park was filled to capacity and people were getting turned away at the gate for the first time ever:



Some of Gina’s in-laws were part of the group that couldn’t get in, which worked out well for us as it meant their picnic needed eating! From the giant bag of sandwiches, I selected a salami and cheese:



I don’t know why I selected salami and cheese since it is the last thing I would ever order, but a craving hit and I was dying for the salt:



And it was exactly what I needed, especially with that perfectly crusty bread!

Finally, the actual movie began. As enjoyable as Edward Scissorhands was, however, I had a hard time concentrating on the movie with this sight distracting me:



P.S. Edward Scissorhands was totally different from the movie I saw when I was 8. I remember watching it for the first time and crying over this crazily tragic-but-scary love story … and having to leave the room because it was too much for me to bear. Twenty years really changes your perspective because it was just not that serious this time! Have you ever been surprised by a re-viewing of a movie you hadn’t seen in years? And, since this is a food blog: What’s the best outdoor movie snack?

Sometimes, there is just too much perfection in my life. After a brilliant day at the beach for work, I braved the deepest depths of Brooklyn for a brilliant evening at Olga‘s house for play.



OK, perhaps I [happily] brave Brooklyn on a daily basis since I live there and all, but Olga’s parents have an apartment that is connected to a rare patch of NYC wilderness, complete with countless tomato plants and other verdant greens. Some of that vegetation made its way onto our balcony dinner table, courtesy of three generations of Martha Stewart Olga, her mom, and her grandma.



Olga and the ladies of her house had invited Vani and me over for an authentic Eastern European feast. When I arrived on Tuesday night and saw the spread awaiting us, I sort of thought I was the luckiest girl in the world.

To begin, Olga set us up with a meal’s worth of appetizers. We had garden tomato and basil salad with brinza cheese:



Half-sour pickles and more fresh tomatoes:



Pickled herring with seaweed and cranberries:



And special Russian juice of a flavor I can’t recall (or decipher):





I was quite satisfied with the spread as it was, but then Olga’s mom kept materializing with more food!!

Warm blintzes with red caviar:



And brown bread:



And homemade pickled tomatoes:



My beautiful, fresh plate:



I obviously had seconds of everything …

As I explained to Olga, I had never really given any thought to Russian food. This meal turned my thinking around — little did I know it had hardly begun! The next course was grandma’s famous borscht:



(Even though there’s no sour cream in the picture, you can bet I heeded the instructions of the ladies and added in a healthy mound!)

And grandma’s famous cabbage pierogies:



(same deal on the sour cream)

At this point, I was ready to be carted away since I was quite sure my legs could not support the weight of my belly … but it was time for dessert:



Olga’s mama brought out a giant thermos of tea which I elegantly enjoyed with almost an entire loaf of poppy seed danish and Russian tea cookies:



This poppy seed bread was amaaaaazing. I kept tearing the pieces apart and eating all the poppy seed paste … and then not wanting to waste the delicious sweet bread part and eating that, too.

While the three of us desserted, we watched this spider spinning a web that was almost as detailed and intricate as the gossip we had to share:



Olga, thank you for an awe-inspiring meal and hours of your company! Come back from MA soon. We miss you! (And in the meantime, let your parents know that I’ll be stopping by for dinner tonight and every night around 7pm. They won’t be able to get rid of me now :-P)

Have you discovered an appreciation for any new cuisine lately?

Last Tuesday, the early childhood department at my agency loaded tons of families onto two buses and drove us all out to Greenwich, CT for a day at the beach. This was a brillllllliant plan because (1) I have not gotten in anything resembling appropriate beach time this summer, (2) many of the families have not gotten in anything resembling appropriate beach time in their lifetimes, (3) it was a beautiful, sunny day, and (4) all food was provided!

Before we left the office, Mildred supplied me with a buttered and toasted sesame bagel:



I had not exactly slept the night before, so this bagel in all its toasty, carby, buttery glory was just what I needed 😀

When we arrived at the beach, our hosts handed out ice pops to everyone:



Mmmmmm, just as sugary as I remembered.

And since infants and toddlers clearly can never have enough sugar, there was a whole spread of Dunkin’ Donuts munchkins waiting for us, too:



So I might have had like six of these:



And seven of these:



With a belly full of sugar, it was time to head down to the water:



Ahhh, could this day have been any more beautiful??



The children frolicked:



And frolicked:



And so did the fish:



And the grown-ups:



And the geese:



At around 1:00. we rounded up the troops for lunch of potato puffs, chicken nuggets (with real chunks of whole meat inside!), wraps, and mayo-infused salads:



I saw this roasted veggie and fresh mozzarella wrap and knew what I would be eating!



Here’s my plate with half a wrap, chicken nuggets and dijon, and some lettuce from the macaroni salad garnish:



Our hosts followed this perfect beach meal with the perfect beach dessert: watermelon!



And the other perfect beach dessert: Oreos!



And the other perfect beach dessert: ice cream sandwiches!



So many desserts, so little time 😛

It was another one of those days that made me so thrilled to be able to work where I do. I love my job 😀

What’s the best field trip you’ve taken this summer?