The Reach of a Chef by Michael Ruhlman follows The Making of a Chef and The Soul of a Chef, neither of which I have read. Thankfully, they were not prerequisites for understanding or enjoying The Reach of a Chef.
Thinking about food, cooking and restaurants through the eyes and minds of chefs was interesting and almost made me want to be a chef myself. Even more, it made me want to eat at the restaurants at the best and most innovative chefs in the world. Specifically, I am determined to make it to Grant Achatz’s Alinea in Chicago.
So determined that I wrote a [fictional] poem for a contest on Eater to win tickets to an book/tasting event hosted by Achatz in New York on November 6. I don’t know yet if I won. And as far as I can tell, Eater is taking its (his? her?) sweet time in choosing a winner, and even in determining a deadline by which to choose a winner.
But I do have it written on my calendar. I do, after all, enjoy contests.
There are two types of people: those who eat olives and those who do not.
It is hard for me to be friends with people who do not like them. It is very exasperating. I can understand that they are salty. I cannot understand that they should be limited due to fat content. Olive fat has to be one of the best things we can eat. I eat a lot of olives.
These olives are from Otto. An indication of a good Italian or Mediterranean restaurant is olive quality and selection. These were good. Everything else at Otto is good, too.
One of my dining companions for this meal does not like olives. I can’t remember her excuse reasoning. I do remember that it was very exasperating. However, I did get a slightly larger share myself.
Tonight I went to Cafe Loup on 13th St between 6th and 7th Aves for a birthday dinner for my friends Tracy and Ryan.
I had the duck breast (on special) with coconut rice and butternut squash puree. Will, my fiance, had skirt steak with fries and pickled cabbage. Both were decent without being overwhelming, for $22 and $21 respectively. Cafe Loup is BYOB for wine bottles not included in their list which ends up being a good deal for an… em, thirsy croud as we had tonight.