Yes, every once in a while we do escape the concrete jungle of NYC and venture out to the suburbs to visit family. Many times they prepare us a wonderful home cooked meal, or do a meatfeast BBQ on the back patio, and then sometimes when the weather gods have given us a great day we decide to head out and dine al fresco by waterside. Sure, I still think the burbs are a Stepford Wives kind of scary place, but I have to admit it is kind of a picturesque scene to have some cocktails and seafood on a deck overlooking sea vessels while the sun settles over the horizon. Such is the case when out on Long Island as we decided to eat outside recently at a spot called The Oar Steak & Seafood Grill over in Patchogue.
Sometimes you read and come across some strange things during the course of the week.
I just read a news article about a hot dog vendor here in NYC that is selling those dirty water dogs along with hot pretzels for $30. Yes – thirty freaking dollars! Are you kidding me? Now, I can see paying maybe $2 for one of those belly bombers but this insane. Obviously, he is feasting upon visitors from overseas that know no better, and even though I’m not a huge fan of most annoying tourists, along with the bridge and tunnel suburbanite crowd that piles into the city on the weekends, even I would put a stop to this jerk if I saw him trying to rip off someone like this. Heck, even I have a bit of ethics in me believe it or not. Maybe sell it for $10…….
Another thing I read today was the story of how a girl’s sweet 16 party was bombarded by flying poop out of the sky! The family and friends were having a get together for her big birthday when feces just came out of the heavens and rained down upon them. They are assuming it was from a plane that had passed and somehow unloaded it’s crapper. Now, my mom and older relatives would always say it’s good luck when a bird poops on you, but I wonder if that would also hold true if big ‘ol Billy Bob dumped his bowels on your head from way up high? Continue reading Fleet Week, Letterman, NYC News, and $30 hot dogs.→
It’s not every day that you get to dine in extravagance within the realm of a celebrity chef. Not too shabby if I do say so myself. Such was the case not too long ago when we spent a three-day wild weekend in Atlantic City, NJ.
The only thing that could have made this event even better is if Gordon Ramsay himself came over and cursed us out. Mr Hell’s Kitchen himself could not have made this extra special top-secret tasting event more exceptional, but having a seating as guests of the event organizers themselves sitting at their table sharing a fabulous off-the-hook dinner was pretty mega-star in itself! Yeah, we special!
Located where the old Mia restaurant was in Caesars AC the new Gordon Ramsay Pub &Grill is a breath of fresh air, and a must needed boost to the tired scene that was here. Loved the design and layout of the place. Think British pub type dark woods and flair. Big bar and plenty of seating all around. Wonderful decor and ambiance. We were escorted by a hostess to a private dining room where we were greeted, and about 20-25 or so other hand selected participants joined us. Little did we know what we were about to experience, but the culinary delight that followed blew away all expectations! We thought this was going to be a tasting, but in fact turned out to be a full sit down four course dinner! Including drinks, cocktails, beer, wine! OMG! Just being invited to this made traveling down early on a Friday to Atlantic City so even more worth it. We were in shock and awe as the full cocktail offerings and special dinner menu was placed before us. Continue reading Feasting at Gordon Ramsay Pub & Grill in Atlantic City!→
It is with a heavy heart that I pen this post. Most of the time I wax poetic here on subjects near and dear to me such as food gluttony, craft beer discoveries, athletic pursuits, along with assorted observations of NYC living with the occasional rant thrown in. I try to keep it light and humorous. This is not one of those times as my mood is mixed and melancholy. My grandmother passed away last week. It was one of those things that came on suddenly and I found myself on a last minute flight down to Florida just to make it in time to say goodbye. The week was a whirlwind of emotions as we quickly set up the wake and burial. She lived a long life at almost 95 years, and was with us all the time growing up as she helped raise my sister and I. In fact, she lived with us her whole life as my mom and dad took her in. She was always there. Loved and cared for us. I have been to enough family passings over my years but this one shook me to the core. My grandmother had a large family with six other siblings that were all my great aunts and uncles. Many lived on the same street as us, and all from the old Brooklyn neighborhood I was born in. Now, they are all gone. She was the last one. This is the first time in my life I can recall not having one of them around. It’s a strange and unknown feeling for me. I know she is in a better place now, hopefully reunited with her siblings, and much beloved parents. I’ll always love her and have so many great memories of my grandmother in my life. Yes, I’ll miss her as the tears are still fresh. It’s a part of life that we all have to accept, sad most times, but as they say life does go on. Keep those memories close to your heart and remember the good times. As hard as it is we need to keep living and honor them. Love ya’ Grandma.