flea at laff #4: the good fork.

snack: meatloaf sandwich
drink: d&g jamaican ginger beer

oh brooklyn flea. would it kill you to learn about the concept of turnover? this past weekend i made my fourth trip this season to the flea & let me tell ya, it gets sadder every week. see that bitchin guitar up above? i first mentioned that guitar back in back in late april & every week for the past month, i've gone back & it's been sitting there on that table, just waiting to be bought by the reincarnation of ronnie james dio. i tell you what...i believe the ouija board behind it is a relatively late addition & if it's still there mid-month, i'm going to go all tawny kitaen, buy it, summon the ghost of dio & get that guitar bought quicklike. you just wait! summer taunt-the-guitar-shredding ghost party at my place!

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#159 - by the time i get to arizona (pt 2)

during the first two days of my trip to arizona to visit the sis, we tried something called "guacummus," paid a visit to a famous breakfast joint in phoenix & brewery in tempe, and mixed in some at-home snacking. over the final two days of the trip, we just kept on eating with a purpose.

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#158 - by the time i get to arizona (pt 1).

i'm the oldest of four children & while i'm obviously the funny one, my sister (who's two years younger than me) has solidly cemented herself as the one most qualified to perform surgery & distribute meds. for the last three years, she's been working at a hospital out in phoenix & as of this past weekend, she's officially a doctor. her convocation ceremony was on saturday & i'd yet to visit her, so a week ago this thursday, i hopped on a jumbo jet & paid a visit to her & the state known for passionate anti-immigration, slacking on MLK day & sprawl as far as the eye can see...that and spring training baseball & old people. word is they're also known for a big hole in the ground.

since my life pretty much revolves around food, going into the trip, my sis & i had decided that other than sleep & the convocation (which actually ended up being a hour-and-a-half ceremony sandwiched between a cocktail hour & a dinner), the singular purpose of our four days together was to eat as much tasty, mostly-arizonacentric food as possible.

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flea at laff #3: salvatore bklyn.

snack: open faced sandwich (ricotta, arugala, prosciutto, sea salt)
drink: san pellegrino aranciata

it's been a few weeks since i last made it out to the brooklyn flea, so this past saturday, i decided to get out of the apartment, get some fresh air & check out the flea scene. by the time i got up & got my lazy ass out the door, it was early afternoon & a beautiful seventy degree day out & i had a bunch of new albums on the ipod, so i was ready to rock. this week, i wasn't all that intrigued by the merchandise at the flea, but i did spend a few minutes at this one booth filled with books. there wasn't really anything worth reading though, but there were an abnormally high number of copies of twilight & the kite runner sprinkled throughout the books.

i'd only had a bowl of cereal earlier in the day, so after a few times weaving up & down the aisles, i was ready for a snack & stopped at the table for salvatore bklyn, who were set up close to the front of the market. salvatore was founded a few years back by two ladies from brooklyn (betsy & rachel) & first made a name for itself with ricotta cheese. their basic story is rachel went to italy, met this dude named salvatore who made bomb-ass ricotta cheese & she and betsy became great friends with him. upon returning to the states, they created a similar cheese & named it after him. then people tried it & were all like "day-yam." now you can get their cheese at all the hip cheese establishments & according to their website, "if cheese were a rock star, it'd be salvatore bklyn." hell, they don't even need vwls. tht's ttly rck str.

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#157 - that's guactacular!

 

snack: twenty guacamoles on mission tortilla chips
drink: negra modelo / tecate

i'm not usually one to celebrate cinco de mayo, but this year, oh man did i guac shit up. last wednesday, nachosny (nyc's preeminent authority on nachos) held their 2nd annual "guactacular" at brooklyn's bell house & after missing it last year, i planned ahead this year & luckily got a ticket before it sold out. i know what you're thinking: "what the hell's a guactacular?" well maynard, it's pretty simple: a guactacular is an event where twenty folks compete for the title of "best guacamole." also, it's an opportunity to drink cheap mexican beer & watch hip brooklynites interact.

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