Feast for the eyes

After a brief tour of St. Lucy’s feast, I was joined by Professor M at Nebo, a a nice little enoteca and restaurant at the cusp of the North End.  We enjoyed a crisp Gavi bianco, eggplant timballo and a pizza bianco con rucola. Next to the bar was a painting...

Feast of the eyes

A scene from St. Lucy’s feast, a somewhat less grand appendix to St. Anthony’s feast held in the same North End streets. I managed to get some decent sound this time. For those keeping track, St. Lucy is patron(ness?) of the blind and often pictured...

You want that grilled?

I walked into the sandwich shop in a bit of a morning fog, outside my usual breakfast zone, and surveyed the pastries.  No savory scones here, not even a forlorn croissant, just doughy-looking bagels (feh) and a rag-tag assortment of muffins.  I selected the lemon...

St. Anthony helped me find delciousness

What’s better than rice? Risotto.  What’s better than risotto? Fried risotto, that’s what.  Fried balls of rice with cheese, meat and sometimes other stuffings are called arancini (“little oranges”) in Italy, and I was lucky enough to...

If it's not Yiddish, it's crap

I ventured to South Boston today to meet up with Fashion Blogger A.  I was waiting in a cafe near the Broadway T and noticed a tragic typeo writeo error: Here’s the deal:  Arugula is lettuce.  Italians call it rucola.  Rugelach are delicious pastry of Ashkenazic...

One of the three most important meals of the day

When the weather gets into the 90s I try to stay inside during daylight hours, as much for the shade as the humidity-cutting air conditioning.  So it’s important to have lunch material on hand to avoid having to go out.  What I thought was scraping the bottom of...

Sides take center stage at Garden at the Cellar

Sometimes you’re in the mood for small plates.  Maybe it’s indecision or fear of commitment, maybe it’s a desire to eat a little less for once or to save some money, and sometimes they just look so good. After taking in some First Friday art with the...

Kneidlach, kreplach

Ok, one more time: kneidlach on the left; kreplach on the right. Kneidlach.  Kreplach.  Any questions?  Good.