Halloween

Its got to be a rock star for me. So I have chosen the most theatrically dressed of them all; the fabulous, the extravegant, the LEGEND..

DAVID BOWIE

Ziggy Stardust

So far I chopped one leg of my leggings and wearing a swimming costume on top. So costumes ready...
The face painting will be challenging. I could do the eye patch if all else fails, or the gold circle for my third eye, but I prefer the zig-zig on the one eye....

of course our Katey loves David...

'It was Ziggy meeting fame...a subjective Ziggy talking about America, my interpretation of what America means to me.' - David Bowie

and, I'll spray paint my hair red with lots and lots of hairspray...

NOW...the questions is...where should we go!!?

Grub Street Food at Hester Street Fair

Grub Street food festival
OF COURSE I WAS THERE!
ANYONE who loves food was there!
My boy, east village eats was there, but I think he went a bit too late and couldn't enjoy the food fest
I tried to be good, and not devour everything on site. I had invited a friend who brought a friend, therefore I was on my best behaviour. I went at 10:00am, I started of with half a lobster role from Luke's Lobster...

Then I had a fried pumpkin pie rolled in sugared cinnamon and then went back to the food, I had the brisket from Mile End. Then I tried cookies from Hot Blondies, and tried this marmalade which was made of bacon bits...bacon and jam?!YESSURRRRRRRRR

The Smile was cooking up a storm with what seemed fried toast topped in glorious butter, the smell was intoxicating,

Have a gander at some pictures...

WTF HAPPENED LAST NIGHT: May's Place Sushi, Freemans, La Esquina

HANGOVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
arrrrrrghhh
I rarely get them, but I worked really hard last night to achieve this glorious hangover that is today.
How's that? well lets begin with...
May's Place Sushi
as I mentioned yesterday, I was all excited about the one dollar menu at May's Place and was hitting it again after work. And I surely did. Well, suffice to say thank goodness for the menu, and on my part, refusing to part with it whilst drinking, because with 4 large bottles of warm sake shared with my girly Joanna, I 'd ordered at least 20 one dollar appetizers to soak up all that aaa-aa-a-a-alcohol baby. And as I had predicted yesterday, I got too plastered to remember to take photo's, but at least I remembered to take a picture of the One dollar Menu before the drinking commenced! Ha!


FREEMANS

Freemans certainly deserves its own post. but this will have to suffice as it was in our last night drinking crawl.

I love this place, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. Located in the LES, in the hidden Freemans Alley, where surprisingly no bloody cabbie, knows of, so taking someone there for the first time is always a treat as they think you know New York's secret and best hangouts. Definitely a impressing a date spot.

The Freeman experience begins as you walk down the dark alley, illuminated only by the fairy lights hanging on the front of the restaurant. You feel like your entering the world of Narnia, and then, once you enter, you are brought back to reality, the loud chatter, the very hip and yuppie crowd, and the two polite yet never accommodating host's at the door. Always a bloody wait and no reservations, that's why I always head for the bar, but I 'm comfy there, if it isn't too crowded. But then, once you are comfortably sitting, and look around, you are transported back to Narnia, the oak, the dear heads hanging, the huge antlers, the bartenders,  focused and working hard to quench our thirst in this KINGDOM that is Freemans.

How do they feed thee in the Freemans? Like a KING! obviously. The menu is simple, its pure its all just so good, order it all and really, if you do not order appetizers WE are not amused and  YOU should be thrown out of the kingdom! For the love of all food good and Holy order the Devils on a Horseback and Hot Artichoke Dip with Crisp Bread, order it twice, its THAT good.

But last night was about the cocktails, and the Freemans cocktail, I just LOVE LOVE LOVE (view my drunk ass picture of my beloved on the left). I dream of it at times. Even now, I am sure its the remedy to this hangover. I prefer it from any dessert. Even more than the crack pie at momofuku. Its a masterpiece of a cocktail. Fit for a King,!Obviously. Last night we found a little room near the bar and had two fabulous cocktails on top of the warm sake, perfect!

For more reading on Freemans, read the review from the boys of Immaculate Infatuation ...

LA ESQUINA
I have not eaten here, but I hang out here a lot, and drink here a lot. My advice? Do not come on Saturday night, in one word, Shitshow.  The crowd is usually very pretty, lots of model girls and boys. I remember my first experience of La Esquina, down the narrow stairs and through the kitchen. Its a place to impress your out of towner friends and I always have fun here on the weekdays, and sometimes on a Friday. And they do play some good TUNES!
Read the review for the La Esquina Brasserie dining experience at Immaculate Infatuation

TUNE

CHROMEO
NEEDY GIRL

Chromeo - Needy Girl - kewego

How funky is this tune? It got me dancing around my office, that's fo'sho!
Read more about them and their to-go places in NYC in the Immaculate Infatuation's Friday Fives http://www.immaculateinfatuation.com/2010/10/chromeo/

May's Place Sushi

 http://www.yelp.com/biz/mays-place-sushi-new-york
on  2nd Ave  (btw 7th and St Marks)
Oy! just F.Y.I. The one dollar menu at May's Place is freakin amazing... and I nevah say freakin. Its Sun through  Thursday, which basically leaves out Friday, which is fine as I wouldn't want to go there on a Friday night all dressed up.
I went last night to celebrate the KNICKS winning a freakin good game(there goes that word again) last night against the Wizards. Man o man, was it a good game! winning by a 2 point lead in the last few seconds!. .

Anyway to celebrate with some warm sake shots I went to May's place for the first time ever and  I got so excited with the menu and the sushi (did I mention the sushi is very good? well it is, it isn't just the ONE DOLLA that's gotten me all rattled up) that I'm going after work again,  today, and I'll take some pictures too, if I don't get plastered on the Sake.

VANDAAG

http://www.vandaagnyc.com/
I've finally feasted at Vandaag. Well, not really a feast, a mini one, a teeny feast for one. Alas, I had to dine solo, which being alone isn't the problem, I like eating alone, as its always a deliberation whether to dig into your food whilst the other person is sharing a heartfelt experience; your hand and fork are suspended in mid-air while your mouth fills with saliva and your mind is thinking 'do I take a bite? is it rude to shove food down my mouth? can't I just listen and chew?' The problem though here is this...its a place where you go with company, so you can try THEIR food too, or do what I like best, order for everyone and share, sharing is caring as I always explain to them. How obnoxious am I? Eh, at least my Dad thinks I'm adorable. Anyhoo, Vandaag's lighting and ambiance is adequate for the 'Yes, just ONE' experience...
Below are a few pictures, I ordered the seasonal pickle pot and  the Delicata Squash-Langoustines, Wild Arugula. Scrumptious. I won't even bother to write anymore about the place, Here's a far better review than I could ever write... Give it up for Mr. Sam Sifton ladies and gents http://dinersjournal.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/09/21/reviewing-vandaag/

p.s Great cocktail list and good tunes playing with a great bar to enjoy both.
p.p.s Sam Sifton. In a nut shell, probably hates McNally but loves Batali. See the Sifty-Fifty http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=1751753371453043492&postID=279036246667835419

Moustache Pitza

http://www.moustachepitza.com/index.shtml
Middle Eastern food done real - good and above all cheap, as middle eastern food should be.
Located in the oh-so quaint Bedford street of the W.Vill (its also in the E.Vill, but sometimes you just need to get away from the aggressive homeless people and the rough-edged youngsters...just sometimes. Also the venue is a little nicer and larger in the west village). And there is absolutely no need to schlep to the East Harlem location, nooooooo need at ALL.
Now lets get down to business, food business. Their green salad with fetta, very similar to the village salads of Greek tavernas was fresh and flavourful; juicy cucumbers, crunchy and watery (just like I like 'em) and tomatoes with artichokes and pickled hot green peppers with black olives (I'd devoured half of it before I remembered to take a picture, so the photo doesn't do the salad justice). Oh, and onions too, a bit too much of them, but it adds to the flavour, just avoid talking to anyone in a very close vicinity afterward; respect their personal space and their sense of smell.

The armenian dish of Lahambajin was delectable, the crust was thin and just crispy enough to complement the marinated lamb mince and spices and the falafels dipped in tahini sauce, Y-u-mmy. No ShitShow here my friends

I topped that all off with a turkish coffee.
Being the greedy girl I am, I couldn't help my self staring at what others ordered, and it all looked so good... oh the grilled baby lamb ribs! the Ouzi specialty! I had to scold and control my self and look at my own plates, which emptied rather quickly. Nothing sadder than an empty plate.

GEMMA

http://www.theboweryhotel.com/dining.php

Can you say ShitShow???

SHITSHOW buddy, shiiiitttttshowww...yes, bloody heck its a GREAT spot with fantastic people watching. Actually FAN-Fucking-Tastic people watching. I've spotted so many bloody celebs at Gemma's its ridiculous and oh so many, many attractive people. My favourite spotting was Salman Rushdie. I wanted to run up to him and kiss him, tell him I loved 'Midnight's Children', and also ask him how comes he can walk around so free with a bloody Fatwa over his head? or have the Ayatollah let that one go???

My other great spotting was this chic below on this bad ass bike... I fell in love at first sight, if I were a dude, I would have proposed marriage right there and then or at least asked for her number. Shit, should've done that, instead I was stalking her with my camera.

THIS bad-ass chic parked in front of Gemma's with this Blue Ninja Kawasaki bike, riding with her tiny jean short and these sexy little legs...oh AND when she stood up, it was all in slow motion for me from then on...the taking off the helmet...the whisking of the hair...the black straight strands of hair whisking left and right across her face..her legs walking to her table...  THAT was all worth the shitest little salad I ever had in my life...so back to SHITSHOW...

I've mentioned this before, but I despise pretentious little portions...pretentious portions can kiss my ass. So Gemma can kiss my ass. My Insalate order was the Artichokes, Parmigiano, Truffle Vinaigrette, Sounds delicious right? NOPE, crap. 13 dollars worth. Really, Gemma? Really?And I had brunched with my model friend (see below), who ordered the same, and  the portion was tiny for her too, yup, tiny for a model, and the taste just inadequate. So kiss both our asses shitshow.