Here's the final before picture -- demolition starts today. You've served me well, tiny, grubby kitchen. I thank you for your service, but I can't say that I'm sorry to see you go.
Appliances are purchased, asbestos testing completed (negative!), packing and prep checklists made, building architect has approved the plans, paperwork is almost finished, pre-construction meeting scheduled with building and contractor, and work is scheduled to start the week of 4/18.
That said, I had a drink the other night with a neighbor who went through renovations in my building and he scared the hell out of me with regards to the amount of preparation I'll have to do to prevent everything in the entire apartment being covered in dust. His secret weapon? An industrial-sized roll of plastic wrap.
I also learned that I'll be able to keep my current fridge in my apartment somewhere to use until the new one is set up. Between that and the microwave & toaster (a.k.a. my auxiliary kitchen on a bar cart by my door), I should be able to do some cooking and eating at home after the initial demolition period (during which I'll be relocating to Brooklyn).
Of course all of this is going on during my busiest time of year at work. If all goes well, it'll be done before I have to go to Chicago for a conference in mid-May. Fingers crossed . . .
I have gotten to a point in my life where there are two key factors that have a major impact on my general well-being: sleep and exercise. When I don't get enough of either, I get cranky, stressed, have trouble focusing, and generally get less accomplished. For me, "enough" sleep seems to be at least 7 hours per night and "enough" exercise means not going any more than 3 days without a decent workout. Sleep and exercise can cure almost anything for me - I think more clearly and stressful things fall into perspective - and as an added benefit, exercise helps me sleep better and sleep improves my workouts (even making it somewhat likely that I can work out before work!). All in all, sleep and exercise keep me calm and sane in many ways. I highly recommend it.
Way back when I wrote a post about my kitchen renovation. No, it hasn't started yet, but I have made a great deal of progress. I've firmed up my design, selected all of my materials and appliances, signed contracts with the designer, cabinet/counter installer, and contractor, and sent various checks out. I've also started to select a new couch and chair for my living room (the living room update is a collateral consequence of the kitchen renovation, plus my couch has about had it). Work starts mid-to-late April, and, in theory, everything will be done by mid-May. I can't wait!!!
He's smart, handsome and age-appropriate. He's a feminist, he's pro-choice, and supports gender equality in the workplace and with equal parental leave. He's got the body of a boxer and has a tattoo. on one of his biceps. He is welcoming to refugees and is an animal lover. Isn't he fantastic?
Ok, where was I? Back to reality.
Fully agreed, Sam Sifton. My breakfasts, particularly during the week, are not elaborate affairs. They're not always pretty, as shown above, and are more often than not taken to-go, but they are a vital part of each day. Often it's a wedge of fritatta, sometimes an egg white omelette or a nuked egg with veggies, cheese and bacon if I've got some (not the best texture, but quick and portable). Sometimes it's a hard-boiled egg, and today it was an English muffin with smashed avocado. Lately I've been adding fruit -- half a grapefruit or pineapple chunks. The coup de grace is coffee -- generally just a pour-over directly into my travel mug, but sometimes a latte or shakerato.
If I didn't eat breakfast, I'd likely bite someone's head off by about 11.
The Trinidad Sour is a particularly unusual cocktail because its base is not a spirit, but rather a full ounce of Angostura bitters. Created by Giuseppe Gonzalez here in NYC, I've seen this cocktail pop up at bars around the country, most recently at Hunt & Alpine Club in Portland, Maine, but now, you can get it right here from the man himself. Giuseppe has opened a new bar -- Suffolk Arms -- where it sits on the menu alongside other house cocktails, twists on classics, and an entire section based on vodka. The bar is an homage to NYC itself, with portraits of famous New Yorkers in the menu and on the walls, and serving some of NYC's classic foods, like a Russ & Daughters smoked fish platter and matzo ball soup. I would highly recommend going there to get one, but you can make your own at home, so long as you're able to pry the top off of your Angostura.
1 ounce Angostura
1 ounce orgeat
3/4 ounce lemon juice
1/2 ounce Rittenhouse 100 proof rye
Combine ingredients in a shaker with ice; shake and strain into a coupe.
No, I haven't been buried in the snow, just not motivated to write much. Had a lovely lazy weekend hunkered down during the blizzard, with a few trips outside to walk Mox. Saturday night I joined a friend at a French bistro down the block for some wine and French onion soup and the place was packed, as were the few other local spots that managed to open that night. The city is truly magical when it's covered in snow and cars are off the streets. Fingers crossed for another snow day this winter (but NOT when I'm supposed to travel!).