Summer in Paris

Lindsey’s recent post made me think of my two summers in Paris. Le sigh. How fun they were.

Moments like lounging on intertubes at the Batofar.

Going to the carnival in the Jardin des Tuileries.

Waiting in loooong lines for Berthillon ice cream.

Cramming in for a great outdoor movie. A French classic.

Lounging on divine terraces. 

Picnics in the park!

Ping pong!

Paris is an amazing playground in the summer months. What were your favorite moments this summer?

My Vegan Mondays

In honor of the steamed cauliflower and carrots, roasted potatoes and toasted wheat bread I ate today,  photos from the beautiful Millstone Farm at Buttermilk Falls.

The week in photos

This week, it wasn't just about eating well. Though I did eat well.

Doughnuts with Ben at Doughnut Plant, chicken salad sandwiches with Kev at Mile End.

An encore of April Bloomfield, this time at The John Dory, where we had smoked haddock fritters, stuffed zucchini blossoms and more burrata (which was better at The Spotted Pig)...

But this weekend, we got out of the city to a magical place called Buttermilk Falls Inn.

We ate and we drank, of course we did.

But the best part was being out in the country. With grass and crickets and fireflies. There was yoga and tennis and swimming.

And apple trees and ducks and dilapidated farms.

Sometimes the idea of running off to a faraway land sounds just about right, n'est-ce pas?

Lucky to live in New York

French phrase of the day: une tache facile

Def: to be a piece of cake

The best time of the year

Although late August makes my stomach sink a bit, knowing summer is coming to a close, you couldn't ask for a brighter, prettier, more seductive time to visit to the farmers market.

Visit the market in Nantes. In Arles. And Paris.

My Vegan Mondays

Morning

Coffee with soy milk

Peanut butter Clif Bar

Apple

Afternoon

Curried cauliflower wrap

Pretzels

Banana

Evening

Panzanella salad made with fresh Jersey tomatoes and Eric Kayser bread

Dried pineapple

Blech. Monday.

The week in food

I showed no compunction about eating this week. Don Antonio and Nicoletta pizzas were only the beginning. There was a relatively modest lunch of salad and a smoked salmon and chive egg tartine at Smorgas Chef.

Then drinks and a variety of amazing dishes at The Spotted Pig. Sauteed squid with fresh corn and a carrot and avocado salad to rival ABC Kitchen's blew me away. And burrata never fails to make me happy.

 A chicken parm sandwich from Parm...

... followed a little nosh at Eric Kayser.

In between all the eating, I fell deeper in love with Brooklyn...

Including dinner at Lot 2. 

Roasted chicken with romano beans and an amazing vegetarian dish: farro with summer squash and crispy sage.