Has discovered my new secret ingredient for everything – cajun blackened bacon with cracked tellicherry peppercorns and a touch of Marsala…YUM. My fridge is full of great food I will eat all week long. Plus I made Quiona pilaf for the first time…double yum!
This is the beginning of what will be a diary of the inimitable and super precocious Ms. Holly Woodlawn – no matter how much of a secret agent Ninja cat she is, you must always call her Ms., since her namesake is an over the top transexual former prostitute who starred in the 1968 movie ‘Trash’ and would insist upon it. Continue reading
“…Galactic Canabalism is how universes grow…”
the Dead Kennedy’s were one of my favorite bands as a youth – but today I’m too sad to listen to them…
From the Dream Will Never Die Speech quoting Tennyson:
Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’,
We are not now that strength which in old days,
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Can not rave enough about the delicious dinner I had last night…
But let me start with – my Primi Piatti which wasn’t on the menu for that night, but which I found on the attached menu and drove my decision to pick this restaurant for our quarterly birthday celebration. The chef was kind enough to prepare it for me and I’m eternally grateful.
I had Il Risotto with aged carnaroli risotto with burrata cheese, chives, domestic white sturgeon caviar. The flavors truly created an operatic symphony in my mouth from the first bite to the last. The only thing that was even worth mentioning slightly as not orgasmic was the aged carnaroli risotto – and it wasn’t unpleasant, but as a long time risotto maker, I’m partial to the non-aged varieties and their creamy texture. This had a firmer texture and while it didn’t quite crunch – it was unusual. I’m sure if I ate it more, I’d acquire a taste for it. It simply exploded with citrus flavor, that was neither sweet or bitter, but a harmonious trio of flavors that truly made my palette extremely happy.
The figs & prosciutto appetizer was another standout, and Jen had the hangar steak which sounds so mundane, but was so lovingly prepared and with parts that fell apart like brisket were probably the most savory and rich of the whole meal and I was a little jealous that I decided on the risotto in advance.
Truly a good time was had by all, and the company and off-color TMI conversations just enriched the whole thing. I highly recommend Felidia’s to impress your family, clients, or just to treat yourself to a delicious meal.
It should be noted that Becco the sister restaurant is affordable and equally as delicious and I’m grateful to Robyn for taking me there for my birthday and hence inspiring the choice of Felidia for y’day’s dinner. Becco is on Restaurant Row and is always packed and with good reason.
A few weeks ago, quite unaware and unbeknownst you put the seed inside me that has radically altered my life. I sit here on a bench, on the most gorgeous day of the summer, pondering the moment we met two years ago and how utterly profound it all is. On a bench ripe with moss and bum stench near the subway in Astoria, Queens – I can’t even put in to words how much your presence in my life means. My minions for this story are a bunch of raggedy pigeons picking apart some day old bread and the occasional person who sits on the opposite side of the bench and makes it sway.
I sit here as regally as the Duke of Windsor must have sat on his throne for the very last time before he abdicated everything he’d ever known with a faith in my heart that as long as you are near – I will never have to worry. The last year has been the most trying of my near half century life and yet I’m about to meet the future with the glad heart of a child – as you allow me to take you to dinner and honor you. Continue reading