In truth I did not want to put a post with some photos of this summer, but then, why not? Today I feel full of energy, tired a lot, bad knees (because I fatigue accumulates there, me?), But with the desire to do that only those who understand my work. Yesterday, The End Statements, a race against time and against anxiety, but today ... peace, clean the desk, reading the newspaper abandoned for twenty days on the chair beside him. And then pecked you some photos and no holiday recipe. But I have a couple to be published however, have faith, I need my time lately. :-)
I open with the classic image of New York, the most significant, a city of long, slender, tall and fair, green and blue, upright and straightforward, resting on the water until it touches the sky. There was also a "paloma, aiming Nueva York" up there on the Empire State Building, as he told a English next to me, and has become the motto of the holiday.
I loved New York. A city that makes me want to live it. Fully, for a long time, traveling in summer, winter, autumn and even more - to be fantastic with the Central Park fall colors - per conoscerla. Non avevo mai messo piede in terra americana prima di quest'estate, ma quel poco che ho visto mi ha dato emozioni. Mi viene davvero difficile descrivere le miriadi di cose e luoghi e persone incontrati. Quasi a scorrere nella mia mente, mentre digito queste parole, questa vacanza... e lei, pare quasi che se ne voglia restare lì, nel mio cuore, senza trovare il coraggio di uscire. Quasi a dire: provatela voi stessi, godetevela voi stessi.
Ogni giorno ci si alzava alle 6.30-7 e si iniziava a camminare. Lentamente, abbacinati da tutto quanto intorno. Il cielo sopra di noi sempre bluissimo, l'aria secca, piacevolissima. Ogni giorno camminavamo almeno dodici ore, per assorbire la città tutta, in ogni sua strada, in each store, to try to just enjoy gazing at the antics that offered and offers real pints of coffee and brew, twelve centimeters tall cheesecake, muffins and in comparison with the molds that I have at home are for midgets, bagels for every taste and color (which those of good H & H bagel !) often prepared in shops in our eyes only typical fruits and vegetables stacked with a ruler (too!), shops full of vitamins (but orange instead of the pallette of vitamin C?), tiny crevices of food stacked that once dipanatisi, became veritable supermarket ... and again and again and again. The musical lived on stage inside the stage, museums full of paintings seen before only on school books or a few shows here and there, but so many, all together, never before, and finally even the paintings from the vi-vo my favorite painter, Georgia O'Keefe . Free people, of every kind and nature, the MetroCard that can be recharged with a credit card for a single dollar (but in Milan it was difficult to do such a thing?), The immense libraries that you could not stay, so many were the books and so little time, the breathtaking walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, with the emotion in my throat for that scene that was returned step by step, clean and crisp, and the head of the words Katina - a friend of ours, I described the fleeing crowd pale of September, there, on that bridge where we were ...
impossible to describe all, but I'll come back.
impossible to describe all, but I'll come back.
premise that New York is all indeed, in terms of cuisine and surroundings. Each type of cheese, fruit and vegetables, meat, flour, cereal, everything. There are so many places and less chic chic where I raids all the time, but here I decided to leave only a few addresses, the ones I tested and to go back for sure:
Zabar's , 2245 Broadway (80th Street) all really (except maybe the cornstarch ) great cheeses, cheddar at least ten varieties, from Wisconsin (you knew that Wisconsin is producing at least 600 varieties of cheese?) in New York cheddar cheese, macadamia nuts, olives and beautiful, the mezzanine level, a concentration of items for the kitchen stocked.
Kalustyan's, 123 Lexington Avenue "you can find everything for all ethnic cuisines," says Roberta Corradin in The cooks who wanted to be. I made some little things which I will tell you later. Fantastic place, a closet stuffed and scented. Just from their website you can give an account of the immense quantity and type of things they sell.
Whole Foods Market (of course! ... Who does not?) A veritable supermarket of organic food, so sympathetic, so cute packaging, which comes really want to buy everything. Now you will say, I went to New York and I slipped in a supermarket?!? Yes, I like to go abroad in the supermarket, I seem to be closer to local people, through what people eat. Maybe Whole Foods will not be the supermarket of all Americans, is a bit 'expensive, but believe me, it's worth it.
H & H Bagel front of Zabar's on Broadway, near the 80th Street. I do not know where I read it, but we pass by it every morning. And 'quite typical inside you churn out only bagels and bagel, I read about 80,000 a day, no place to sit, just buy it and you go.
Junior's my very best New York cheesecake. I've even taken the book . The recipe is the same since 1950, created by Harry Rosen and Eigel Peterson, passed down for generations, perfect, huge, delicious, creamy ... I read all the steps it has already a commitment, but obviously I'll try that soon. Even for you. The first and original address is 386 Flatbush Avenue Extension at Dekalb Avenue, Brooklyn. I'd recommend going there, even if there are two small retailers, one in Times Square and one at Grand Central Station.
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