On Wednesday night, brisket lovers braved impending blizzard doom and packed the labyrinthine rooms of the old Lafayette Firehouse for the third annual Brisket King, a weeknight smoke sesh and competition to see which of the city's barbecue slingers reigns supreme: Fletchers or Morgan's, Dinosaur or Duck's, Wandering 'Cue, Kutschers, Joe & Mrs. Doe, Hill Country or Beast of Bourbon, among many, many more.
All photos: Hannah Palmer Egan Brisket Slider from Hometown Barbecue
But with first, second, and third prizes in several categories, and local beef and booze at every turn, nary a soul escaped without a win. Check out the scene here, and then click over to our slide show for more.More »
SUNDAY FUNDAY: Last night, hundreds of guests converged upon the Battery Park Ritz Carlton for a the New York edition of Cochon 555, an annual touring event focused on bringing heritage pig to the masses. And despite the cold, the masses came out en force to gorge themselves on pig and vine.
All photos by Hannah Palmer Egan The Meat Hook's Sara Bigelow set up shop at the head of the room and broke down a whole pig by herself, barely breaking a sweat. How long did this take? Just about an hour.
On Tuesday night, Ditmas Park's The Farm on Adderley (1108 Cortelyou Road, Brooklyn, 718-287-3101) hosted Brian McKenzie of Finger Lakes Distilling for a cocktail-paired dinner featuring the upstate distillery's refined hooch as part of the restaurant's monthly event series, which has featured foraging trips to Prospect Park and meals inspired by New York's culinary history. Parched Brooklynites, industry cohorts, and vacationing food lovers descended on the narrow restaurant's back dining room where shakers moved for movers and shakers.
Water cost $1 on last night's Summer of Riesling Wine Cruise, but the wine was free, and 300 lovers of the German varietal embarked on a three-hour voyage around New York Harbor to imbibe, part of a summer-long initiative to promote Riesling, engage new drinkers, and dispel any misconceptions people might have about the wine (like, for instance, that it's always sweet--that's false). And according to Paul Grieco, wine director at Hearth and Terroir wine bars and the man behind the movement, everyone needs a glass--or, in the case of the cruisers, several glasses--to get the point.
Cushing The view from the Summer of Riesling Cruise
Pitmasters from all over the country descended on Madison Square Park this weekend for the city's annual celebration of smoked meats. The 11th annual Big Apple Barbecue Block Party again netted massive crowds for two days of pulled pork, beef brisket, and rack of ribs, plus an array of cooking demonstrations and live music.
Crowds and lines under a cloud of barbecue smoke.
Before 1200 people filed into Gantry Plaza State Park yesterday to sample dishes and drinks from 60 neighborhood restaurants at the eighth annual Taste of Long Island City, a smaller crowd assembled for a Patron Hour. In addition to easy access to the M. Wells oyster bar and glasses of rose from a local wine shop, these event-goers, who shelled out nearly double the General Admission ticket price for the privilege, were treated to an anecdotal speech from City Council Speaker and Mayoral candidate Christine Quinn, who admitted that her partner Kim wears a tee shirt from The Chocolate Factory--the event's organizer and benefactor--to bed.
Hofmann Wylie Dufresne greets chef Ben Freemole's brother, Ian
At 8 p.m., the only clue that something big was happening at wd-50 was the methuselah of champagne that was touring the quietly buzzing room, a six-liter megabottle that was poured at every table. It set the tone for the once-in-a-lifetime reunion of family members--and lucky hangers-on--that was accompanied by a 12-course meal. The menu, copies of which sat at every place signed in silver and gold Sharpie by the chefs, was a glossary of unlikely ingredient pairings: squid and banana, Ritz cracker and parsley. And that was just one plate.More »
Two years ago, I spent a couple of weeks checking on the state of Fujianese restaurants in Manhattan's Chinatown. There were particularly rich collections along East Broadway and on Eldridge Street, and I must have visited a dozen. My crew and I received a warm welcome in all of them--except one.