tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244902122011-11-16T01:47:17.923-05:00The Search for Delicious; Brooklyn New York City Eating Food Ham Pork Chops BaconJ. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.comBlogger1921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-33945140084407766842010-09-16T11:10:00.007-04:002010-09-17T15:19:31.994-04:00

I grew up drinking nothing but the good sh#t: Natty Light, Colt 45, Crooked I, MGD and (on *special* dates) wide mouth Mickey's. Which makes me the ideal target audience for NY Craft Beer Week.For those not in the know, said weekis an annual celebration of the New York City [sic] and its craft beer community--from the breweries and people who provide us with great beers, to the places we purchase

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The most I ever spent on a suit was $35, and I know what you're thinking: “slow down, Mr. Fancy!”But don't judge, hater. That sh*t was straight up velour and smelled like cheese – making it the most comfortable suit ever on every level, and therefore worth the coin.Not that I mean to brag. Times are rough and tough like leather, and not everyone can subsidize champagne wishes and caviar dreams

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Have you seen Inception, friend? It's downright dreamy: not all that coherent or thrilling, but nice enough to look at and mildly sleep-inducing. Audiences haven't been deterred, pushing the film to a $129.3 bonzillion opening weekend on the strength of an impenetrably slick advertising campaign and unspoken hope that this might, in fact, be “Future Batman 3.” Which suggests that, like it or not,

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It's not food, but it has flavor.

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Upcoming/Incoming:It tastes better if you eat it off the street. Check the technique, then reserve a spot.So freakin' sweet. Luau Pig Roast tonight = aloha in Brooklyn, rain or shine.Liquid Treats. Because “Beer Passport” is a funny idea.Free eats. Wined and Dined with a list for the people.More meat. Suckling Pigs celebrate Brooklyn's 233rd Anniversary. Or something like that.

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The least sober PSA ever: Hi, I'm lit. Now drive me home.

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Joe Elliott asks: “do me” a “big favor”

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The Porkchop Express received an email last Spring from one Allison Robicelli of Robicelli's Gourmet Market:We love bacon so much that we couldn't bear just eating it only for breakfast, lunch and dinner – we needed to eat it for dessert, too. That's why we put it on our Elvis cupcake – banana cake with peanut buttercream, topped with pieces of brown sugar coated bacon.If you are going to solicit

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The Indian Brad Pitt?

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-679304170202843762009-08-14T11:05:00.000-04:002009-08-14T11:23:55.268-04:00

Pork by Ray Bradley, recipe by Zuni. It's Mock Porchetta, kiddies, and now you can make it!Start with a 3 Pound boneless pork butt. (Don't settle for anything but this, the most flavorful and well-marbled cut of pork shoulder.)It already looks great, and you haven't even done anything yet!Set aside (clockwise, from top left) a generous teaspoon of fresh Rosemary and Sage leaves, 4 or so fresh

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The first thing I noticed about Bradley Farm was the man himself. Ray's beard – bushy, salt and peppered, visible from fifty meters – welcomed me from go, but it was his produce that kept me coming back.Nor I am alone. During one visit to his Grand Army Plaza Greenmarket stall I counted a baker's dozen (dare I say) groupies, loyals who brought offerings (sauces and jams made of his goods),

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J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-60791473130414679602009-06-13T18:10:00.009-04:002009-06-22T11:43:53.049-04:00

You've seen this one before, friend.Creatures from Island X and Outback Y descend upon Giant Metropolis. Locals are confused and divided. Some take optimistic approach (they come in peace!), whilst others pick fights (these outsiders are up to no good). Either way, smoke and fire. And a fragrant chaos which draws great crowds. In the end everyone bands together around a common purpose (rise to

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-74985298833316671352009-06-06T09:34:00.004-04:002009-06-08T12:46:18.704-04:00

Upcoming/Incoming:Grecian Formula. Everyone's favorite Greek festival is wrapping up this weekend. Expect tender souvlaki, spit-roasted lamb and dancing. Just don't forget the donuts.Q me? Q you! Less than a week, kiddies.Pickle me this. Nature's most underappreciated fish gets some shine.Red Carpet Affair. It's a multi-sensory extravaganza!

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-351620734427766672009-06-05T13:48:00.006-04:002009-06-05T20:36:30.663-04:00

Have you ever been arrested for disorderly conduct, friend? The morning after is the confusing bit: stiff neck from awkward night's sleep; brisk inventory of whatever you had on hand/in pocket; uncertain exit amidst disapproving glances; and the mild unease that comes from trying to reconstruct a good time not well-remembered.So it felt the day after D'Artagnan's Fifth Annual Duckathalon, where

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-7492726547847633162009-05-22T11:04:00.001-04:002009-06-15T10:45:25.079-04:00

[Continued from Part 1]We have arrived, good reader. Our Most Exciting Endeavor Ever, The Porkchop Express Blind Bacon Tasting. Eight hand-selected products representing eight unique styles and geographic regions: a meat-stravaganza you can trust, with 110% more deliciousness than your average blind tasting.The nitty gritty: three bacons rose above the rest to claim the top spots, but each of our

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Who's your favorite explorer, champ? Amerigo Vespucci or Ponce de Leon? Jacques Cousteau or Captain Kirk?If you ask us, one conquistador rises above the rest: Hernando de Soto. After all, he brought America her very first pigs in 1539, absconding with 13 of Christopher Columbus' private stock from Cuba en route to Tampa Bay. What's better, in three short years his modest heard multiplied to a

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-82209128488087905702009-04-13T13:09:00.015-04:002009-04-13T17:57:13.646-04:00

We like Ryan Skeen, and not just because he volunteered his time as “Chef-Judge” at our Blind Bacon Tasting. He is decidedly pro-pork, and extremely focused. Exhibit A(wesome)? I watched him butcher an immaculate suckling pig in about 10 minutes flat.Game on.So check out his April promo at Irving Mill. It's called “RYE-FECTA MONDAYS,” and goes something like this:Where: Irving Mill, 116 E. 16th

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Don't worry, friend. We're still working on the Bacon Tasting. But here is a healthy aside to get you thru in the interim. The Green Pea grocer on Hot-lantic Avenue (around the corner from Trader Joes) has a box full of fresh Chick Peas. I had previously assumed chickpeas were grown on cans with Goya labels, and now stand corrected. Deliciously corrected. The peas themselves are pale green,

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-2031248932213818222009-03-06T09:38:00.001-05:002009-03-06T09:38:00.206-05:00

I used to think griddles were untouchable, friend. Not Kevin Costner/“Indian caste” untouchable, but Rolls Royce/High Class Stripper untouchable: the holy grail of hotcake satisfaction and breakfast bliss; a cooking accoutrement defined by luxury, elegance and performance; Jackie O, Sir Lawrence Olivier and Chris Farley in one sleek physique.The problem was, for years our kitchen was in a narrow

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J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-47730200486498059222009-02-14T16:48:00.000-05:002009-02-15T18:38:30.521-05:00

An Englishman with a lisp started schooling me on “the bitches,” and it meant only one thing: New York City's world famous Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show was in full swing. So let's take a break from Bacon Week to check out this year's hottest doggy styles. Stump the Sussex Spaniel may have taken Best In Show, but plenty of other pooches killed us... with kindness! And farts. (Seriously, MSG

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“I was out by the yarde eating hotte buttered corne.”No sooner had the words parted from Ms. Featherbottom's lippes than did hee knowtice the rosy flush of a cheeke hott with emotion. And his heart sank; for in that moment, the sweete sweete acte of mayking baconne wouldst forever carrye with it the stings and arrowes of outrageous innuendoe.– Excerpt taken from A Ribald Life: Six True Tales by

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Director John G. Avildsen is best known for his 1976 ode to the cheese steak sandwich, but I always liked Karate Kid better.The Kid hits every requisite '80s movie trope: token Underdog/Outsider of Dubious Ethnicity stands up to Big Blond Bully with help of Funny Old Asian Guy, wins Cheeky Blond Cheerleader who used to date Big Blond Bully but now longs for Hot “Break Some Rules” Dong. And one of

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Did you visit the Red Hook Soccer Fields this season? Were you happy to see your favorite vendors back and cooking? And were you disappointed with the look, sound and feel of the newly-approved city-compliant mobile food vending units? If so, this heads-up is for you.The good folks at Architecture for Humanity New York have organized a competition entitled “Call for Ideas: A New Marketplace for

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-71960672792213869262008-10-28T12:40:00.003-04:002009-03-18T22:42:46.868-04:00

Ms. Slab likes to describe my romance style as “meat and potatoes.” And I know what you're thinking, friend: high five!But lately I've begun to worry. Does she mean filet mignon and pommes dauphine, or that hamburger I stuffed with Pringles and left in the fridge? Not that it really matters. After all, in this fast-paced recession-gripped age, who has the resources to spice up life?Never fear,

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FYI, The Red Hook Soccer Fields Taco Food Stand Eat Place Non-Tent Trucks will be ending their season this Sunday, October 26th. Their satellite stands at the Brooklyn Flea will continue to operate through December 21st. So taco up.As for The 'Chop? Fancy Food report to be posted in the next day; and Vendy Round-Up to follow.

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-65078048333019498892008-09-30T21:24:00.001-04:002009-02-19T11:34:59.836-05:00

My grandfather was a New Yorker born and raised. But he wanted out in retirement and headed to the hills: an east Tennessee home on a lake somewhere between the Appalachian Trail and the Cumberland Gap.I spent a great chunk of childhood in those mountains, and some of my most pungent memories are food-related: loaves of bread pulled from the oven each morning; fifty pound bags of green coffee

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-31455489526790160382008-09-23T20:38:00.000-04:002008-12-11T15:19:17.224-05:00

Someone once asked whom I would want to “play me” in a movie, so I said the Marlboro Man. That's because I've always fancied myself a Porcine Cowboy of Love, a lean mean rasslin' machine short squat eating kumquat who prowls the prairies and plains of Flavor Country with a bacon lasso and pork chop pistols. And this time I've rustled up something mighty tasty for our Ham Of The Month: Jamón

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Long story short: $#%&*@! computer died. But not to worry friend. After some delay we're nigh good to go.On the near-horizon:An updated Iberico ham articleAn extra-special Ham of the Month entry from TennesseeOur annual Fancy Food Show write-upRum rum rum rummmmOur super-extra-special first-evahhh All-American Blind Bacon Tastin', for which we have assembled a crack team of expert chefs, writers

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Last year I was eating “pigs-in-a-blanket” at a buddy's wedding when something strange happened. One of those blankets was stuffed with two pigs. It seemed pretty wild, friend; even risqué. But the experience imparted a valuable life lesson: sometimes you really can double your pleasure... especially with “Double Meat.”Double Meat is the sort of mantra/knowledge that comes in handy when you are

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“Unless You've Tried Our Food... You Cannot Compare!!”So says the menu at Spartan Souvlaki, and they've got a point. It is hard to equate without having tasted the goods. The only problem? I was hungry, friend. Ravenous to the point of distraction. And those wondrous smells of a whole pig roasting on a nearby spit weren't helping me focus. What's more we had just arrived, and this is not a

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-22836226007692729862008-08-07T22:40:00.001-04:002008-08-09T14:02:11.239-04:00

FYI, everyone is back at the Red Hook Ballfields. Although Hernandez Huaraches (now at the The Yard) and Carcamo Honduran (restaurant here) will not be appearing this season, the roster is set. Swing by, support the vendors, and eat well. It's a win-win situation!Ms. Sosa pours from the endless well of delicious agua fresca. Chili mango (off camera) waits in the wings.Ms. Perez is happy to be

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-9168953735972220332008-08-02T10:16:00.002-04:002008-08-02T10:25:13.110-04:00

Many folks were disappointed that Margarita Hernandez is not selling huaraches at the Red Hook Ballfields this season. Good news: she turned up elsewhere.You can now catch her at The Yard, 388-400 Carroll Street in Brooklyn. Click here for map.

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“MC am I people call me MilkWhen I'm bustin up a party I feel no guilt”–Audio TwoAs a kid milk was the liquid equivalent of broccoli or lima beans: more chore than treat, a means to an end (“grow up big and strong”) rather than a pleasure-in-itself (“makin' bacon”). Mercifully, good reader, age occasionally begets wisdom. Not only have I come to appreciate dairy, I've become a bonafide enthusiast

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-70629726292729460902008-07-24T10:00:00.007-04:002008-12-11T15:19:24.847-05:00

As you probably know, the Red Hook Ball Fields food vendors are back. We headed down last weekend to survey the changes and report back. Some things to bear in mind:Different look, same food. Trucks have replaced the tents, prices have increased ever-so-slightly, and not everyone has returned, but the food remains the same.Not everyone is back. There are two confirmed casualties: Carcamo Honduran

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-49907763847370441122008-07-10T23:10:00.001-04:002008-12-11T15:19:25.023-05:00

The Red Hook Food Vendors are set to start operations Saturday, July 19. Tacos next weekend... spread the good word.For those interested, the delay was “compliance” related. But it sounds like all the trucks are ready to pass inspection. If the date changes for any reason we'll let you know.

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-78782767781120596892008-06-24T23:32:00.003-04:002008-12-11T15:19:26.025-05:00

A little something from the Smackdown vault, an exchange that began (back in January) with a very simple question...And an unrelated answer...And some “true grit” journalistic follow-up...And a quippy reply...So I called.Long story short? Cracker Jacks were started by a German guy named F.W. Rueckheim who did not, in all likelihood, refer to white people as “crackers.”Mystery solved!

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-81362895829190603642008-06-18T01:41:00.004-04:002008-12-11T15:19:26.831-05:00

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-1485061334855317602008-06-10T01:17:00.017-04:002009-06-22T11:46:53.056-04:00

If you missed this year's Big Apple BBQ Block Party and need some consolation, click this:It's a pic of part of one line. To get some hush puppies. (In the “FastPass” lane.)But what did you expect? Logistical hassles are a tradition at NYC's annual Barbecue festival; what you take from the experience depends sorely on your “personal patience” to “love of smoked meat” quotient.$8 = “the new $2”??

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-64884722675567891772008-06-05T13:58:00.003-04:002008-12-11T15:19:29.635-05:00

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-49611970303292653112008-06-05T13:45:00.002-04:002009-02-12T11:42:19.468-05:00

Here's a Hot Pork Tip (ayyyy) for anyone in or near downtown Brooklyn: the Sts. Constantine & Helen Greek Orthodox Cathedral Grecian Festival is on until Sunday, and it's worth hitting up.Truth be told, NYC outdoor fairs usually suck because they: 1) have lousy, generic food; 2) are packed with morons wandering aimlessly down long traffic-blocking streets; and 3) don't serve liquor.The good news?

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We recently sat down with Cesar Fuentes, Executive Director of the Red Hook Food Vendors Committee to discuss the upcoming Red Hook Soccer Fields Food season. A few points worth noting:The Red Hook Soccer Field Food Tents will look very different: out with the tents, in with the city-mandated mobile food vending trucks.The Red Hook Soccer Field Food Tents will taste the same: as of our interview,

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-58579545488449306002008-05-24T08:36:00.001-04:002008-12-11T15:19:32.533-05:00

Judging from all the emails, people are chomping at the proverbial bit for a Red Hook Taco Reunion at the Red Hook Soccer Fields.Alas, you'll have to wait longer. Per Cesar Fuentes...The good: Several vendors will be operating satellite stands at the Brooklyn Flea (market) in addition to Red Hook. Starting this Sunday (May 25th), the Vaquero, Hernandez and Soler stands will be selling elotes

J. Slabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03597163785464400042noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24490212.post-6120224184651012532008-05-23T13:20:00.001-04:002008-12-11T15:19:33.194-05:00

“Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill...”

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Thrasymachus: Yoyoyoyoyo you heard about 2Plump?Socrates: Yo I heard he's mad nice, been killin on the mixtapes plus son can freestyleT: Word, where he's from?S: I heard the Bricks but maybe Haiti, cause he speak French tooT: French?S: Naw but don't get it twisted he be all about flavor. Mad flavor.T: Like who?S: Like if Chub Rock got with Biggie then they had this kid, but the Fat Boys raised

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Do you remember those 80's Reeses Peanut Butter Cups ads, good reader?They would set an unlikely stage – at the opera, or playing Intellvision – for someone to accidentally “stick their chocolate” into a peer's “peanut butter.” The results were far more wholesome than the imagery suggests: culinary miscegenation proved less sexual innuendo than flavorful eureka; and the collision of parts always

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J. Slab is the Paul Wall of this here Pork game: “The People's Champ” back with another snackfood smackdown.And this time we have... results!? Straight from Haagen-Daz. Our initial letter and their response scanned below; click to read.Check the technique: that haiku is an original.What they don't tell you: Haagen-Daz only started selling GT IC in the US of A a few weeks ago. So I stand by the

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Robert Downey Jr. on the pork promotion circuit.

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I watched Brando's The Wild One last week and – correct me if I'm wrong – learned that “pack of teenagers”=“nothin' but trouble.” Yet not long after, I happened across a gang of kids loitering... peacefully. No drag racing, no monkey knife fights, no festive leather, no Excessively Loud Music: just bashful stammers and polite manners. Whence the rebelliousness? What tamed the teen beast? Why so

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The sign outside Town Hall Delicatessen reads “Birthplace of the Sloppy Joe,” and it's not entirely accurate. Said honor goes to Havana, and the swinging 1930s hotspot run by José García Río. Which is to say, the Joe is almost as old as Castro... and its Cuban.But Town Hall holds a different distinction in this messy double-decker's history: First in Translation. At the behest of an enthusiastic

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The Empire State loves to party: thus suggests recent New York Gubernatorial affairs. But we’re not the only ones. Just south of the Hudson, New Jersey has been making it's own extra sexy fun time... in the mouth. Yes indeed, good reader: the Dirty Jerz has a super hot sandwich, and they call it the Sloppy Joe.Used in tandem, the words Sloppy and Joe are somewhat ambiguous. Seasoned ground beef

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The word “salad” evokes many things: disappointment, confusion, chagrin, metrosexuality, hippies... but never hunger. Or hardly ever.You see good reader, here at The Porkchop Express we're always looking for ways to blow your mind with exciting new forms of delicious. When people look high we dip low. When you think zig and zag we dip and dive. When you look to the Northern Lights we head to the

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In NYC, “Ali” is to Trinidadian roti what “Ray” is to Pizza: the go-to name. But don't be fooled, friend. Not all Ray's are “original,” and not every Ali was created equal. Take Ali of Fulton Street. His business card reads “Not Affiliated With Any Other Ali Roti Stores,” and we sympathize. This Ali wants to stand alone, because this Ali's Trinidad Roti Shop is a cut above its Brooklyn

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I heard A & A Bake & Doubles Shop was good; royally good. Or so hinted all the “Doubles King” signs outside this tiny Nostrand storefront. The King, eh? Well crown me curious.Alas, on first visit we arrived to an empty store. A & A was without food, having sold out of everything before 5 pm. “Come back earlier,” suggested an apologetic employee. So I did, at around 4 pm on another day... to

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The Slab was on location at the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show this week. Congrats to Uno, the delightful, entertaining card game Beagle who took home Best in Show. Below are a few other Hott Dawgz that caught our eye...Pippin (above) likes to relax with a tray of fresh-baked liver brownies.But the life of an Old English Sheepdog involves more than eating. Mariah (above) requires over 8 hours

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Ham Of The Month! Ham Of The Month!We're unveiling a new section at The 'Chop. It's called, uh, Ham Of The Month. Pretty self-explanatory.Here are some alternate names that didn't make the cut:Ham Master J'sWham, Ham, thank you Ma'amEAT FARHTs (Everyone And Their Friends Are Redoubtable Ham Tasters)ShazzzHam!As for the Ham... inaugural report on its way later this evening!

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Did you see the movie Memento? It starts at the end and ends at the beginning. Which is almost as dopey a hook as opening a food review with the line: crackheads are strong as hell.Flavor Brain Trust: chef Nisha (right) and her compadre make with the tastyIt's true tho. Or so I was thinking after leaving Ali's Roti Shop on Flatbush. Turns out that while I was breaking bread (dahl?) with the

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Our search for Caribbean food in Brooklyn goes something like this: enter a promising spot only to discover they have already sold out most of their food that day; taste one 'Chop-Worthy Dish (CWD) that inspires a follow-up visit; when returning, stumble across a different spot that also... You see the problem, friend? It's a vicious-delicious circle: a quixotic search for delicious without clear

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On the off chance you're curious, click the pages above to read a (scanned) copy of our letter to Kettle Foods Inc. regarding their "Island Jerk" flavor Krinkle Cut Potato Chips.No reply yet, but we remain optimistic.

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Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia a pig (image courtesy of Phaidon Press)These days Spanish food seems hot-to-trot, and quite the Zelig. Consider its range, broad and brash, from homey to healthy to highfalutin: roast pork and marinated olives; liquid nitrogen peaches and Rice Krispy paella; small plate (slur that “s”) tapas galore. So upon receiving word of Phaidon Press's newest foreign

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Sometimes the “living” comes easier than the “learning,” good reader. At least that's how it seemed while explaining to Brooklyn's Finest why Ms. Slab and I had just jumped a subway turnstile. My reasoning was specious and the fine stung: $12o for something we had already been caught doing not long ago. Which made me feel a bit like the moth trying to explain why light is so deliciously

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Folks often ask “hey J. Slab: your search for delicious seems so serious and stressful. How on earth do you relax?” Two words, gentle reader: hardcore nudity.Now before your mind wanders let me explain. Chez Slab it's all about comfort: feet on the bed, soft fan or blanket (season depending), phone(s) turned off, remote(s) nearby, cocktail in reach, and (except for socks) total buck nakedness.

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Jerry Seinfeld takes one for the team.

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In a recent stroke of “crack” (wink, nudge) investigative journalism, the NY Times pulled this biscuit out of the oven:“I hate calling up to order food,” said Lewis Friedman, a Manhattan real estate broker. “It throws me over the edge. They put you on hold. They get the order wrong. It’s always a crap shoot.”No joke? I had always considered delivery the least stressful of all dining options in

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Ever since “Lost - Pilot, Part 2” beat out Spartacus at the 2004 Visual Effects Society Awards for “Outstanding Supporting Visual Effects in a Broadcast Program” I've been – what's the word here – disenchanted with awards shows. The one bright star in a subvert sea of sniveling, snaggletoothed snorklewinkers? Everyone's favorite... the Vendy Awards!That's right, friend: The Third Annual Vendy

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It's official: the Red Hook Food Vendors' Permit has been extended thru October 21. Cesar has a hard-copy in hand, and NY1 recorded the picture for posterity (and their evening broadcast).Good show, tacos for all, etc.–J. Slab

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People often ask “hey Slab, what was it like growing up on Barbados?” And I just smile, close my eyes and let the memories of chalk-white sands and cool blue seas take over: surfing North Point or sipping amber rum on Sandy Lane, playing a match of Cricket in Bridgetown or getting loose at Crop Over.Just kidding, I'm from here and I’ve never even been to Barbados. But if the Travel Gods work with

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As it stands, the Red Hook Vendors Permit expires Saturday, September 8. Meaning, unless Parks grants an extension this Saturday will be The Last Temptation of Taco. That said, I'm expecting Parks to extend the permit thru October on the grounds that it makes no sense not to. But we shall see.As always, I will post updates as soon as I receive them. In the by, contact info for all your Taco

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News from Red Hook, some good some bad.The good:The DOH arrived on Sunday. They did not issue any summons and, per the vendors, were “nicer overall” than in past weeks. NY1 was also on-hand with a camera crew.Senator Schumer sent a letter to the DOH commissioner on the vendor's behalf, while Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz issued his first public statement of support. The bad:New

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Friends,As a new page unfolds in the struggle to preserve our affair, we feel it is important to provide you with an update on the latest developments affecting our normal operation, as well as our perspective on it.About 3 weeks ago -1st week of Aug.-, I was told by NYC Parks Dept.(Parks) about the NYC Health Dept.'s(DOH) interest in inspecting our operation that weekend. An impromptu meeting

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The “E” stands for Enforcement: as in, the day the DOH will Enforce compliance with whatever standards they want met at the Red Hook Food Stands; as in, this weekend.Still awaiting word from the Vendors on today's Food Prep crash courses up in Harlem, and the immediate future of the fields. I'll pass on info when it arrives.Until then, some observations from the weekend:It was packed, and folks

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Word to Bel Biv DeVoe, those DOH reps were tougher than they looked.City officials are tightening the reigns, and have scheduled food preparation courses for Tuesday up in Harlem, to train every vendor and vendor assistant in food protection. In addition, and per an email yesterday evening, the vendors will be required to provide letters (on corporate letterhead) declaring that all food has been

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Boston Jerk City – or as I like to call it, BJ City – seems an odd name. The words make sense individually, but less so when paired before “Restaurant.” Does Jamaica have a Boston? Or are the owners Yankees fans? Either way, BJ's was rumored to serve some of Brooklyn's Finest Jerk. So in pursuit of truth, justice and wondrous Grilled Meat, The Porkchop Express headed down Utica to do a little

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Caribbean update later tonight... Until then, plugs and ephemera...Red Hook: still standing. Hand sanitation units abound, as do plastic gloves. And the DOH inspectors seemed real nice. Aside from that, bidness as usual. The Vendors have until Sunday to be “in compliance,” but we're optimistic.Other Stuff: courtesy of Fellow 'Chop Enthusiasts, for you to peruse...Asad R. writes thoughtful

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The Red Hook Ball Fields Update: some good, some bad.Due to forces of nature (rains, floods, transit delays) Cesar Fuentes was on his own meeting with big guns from both the Department of Health and the Parks Department. Long story short, the Food Vendors of Red Hook Park have about 10 days to “be compliant” with the DOH's “major concerns.” By Sunday August 19th they must:store more ice in

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A new “situation” is brewing at the Red Hook Soccer Fields.Last Friday at approximately 4:30 pm, Food Committee Executive Director Cesar Fuentes discovered that the Department of Health was going to institute a flash, somewhat surreptitious inspection of the Soccer Field Food Stands at noon on Saturday. The implication: if things were not up to snuff, the fields would be shut down.Councilwoman

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Nio's is Brooklyn's most decorated Trinidadian restaurant. Tales abound of their glorious doubles and roti, the scent of their curries, the sight of mashed yellow dahl, chilies and chutney. Sounds good, but do they merit the praise? Do they really serve the best roti in town? Aren’t roti east Indian? Or is it just a fancy word for “burrito”? Looking for answers, The Porkchop Express headed down

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As “loaf” is both noun and verb, I assumed – perhaps brashly – that it was possible to “get one on.” As in, “today, I might get my loaf on.” Yet even if the modal qualifier (might) suggests distinct probability, the sentence still raises something of a logical pickle. What, exactly, does it mean to get a loaf on? Should I: a) eat baked goods; b) wear baked goods; or c) spend some time idly?

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“... and let not distance, nor train delays, nor outer boroughs, nor water vapor mass per cubic meter of air, [etc.]... dissuade you in your travels.”– The Ancient Banh Mi Reporter's Oath (selection) These are the Dog Days of Brooklyn, good reader: hot, humid, extra lazy. The last thing on our mind was spending an hour on the subway, but destiny intervened. You see, we had received a hot new tip

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The Porkchop Express is back.We have a bunch of stuff on tap for the summer, including plenty more Caribbean food in Brooklyn; an island Rum Tasting; goodness from the annual Fancy Food Show; gin and tonics; and our life-changing “10 Ways to Woo Women with a Porkchop.”(Not to mention a brand new Banh Mi review later today.)

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Super Maxi Royale Choucroute (image courtesy of Phaidon Press)Stéphane Reynaud's Pork & Sons is big, squishy and pink: not unlike a pig. Which makes sense. The book itself is an ode to the honking Pork lifestyle, a mix of memoir, photos, drawings and recipes that leads readers through the slaughter, preparation and (most importantly) consumption of nature's tastiest white meat.Reynaud, co-owner

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Little known fact: more people get their pork-related information from The Porkchop Express than any other site with “Porkchop” and “Express” in the name...So we're launching a new section. Of reviews. Of stuff. (Food and otherwise.) That we like.A little pork for that fork.Drop us a note if you think you have something Fork-worthy... and check back later today for our very first installment!

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... and Jessica Alba is celebrating with flavor

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The other day someone asked me to describe myself and I didn't know what to say. Wise like Buddha? Wiley like Churchill? Fly like an eagle? Hung like an angry stallion? Then it hit me: humble and restrained. Unlike, say, this restaurant I recently came across. According to their menu, they claimed to be“The No. 1 Bakery in the USA.”Sounded brash, gentle reader. Like soccer parents screaming

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banger, noun(Britain) sausage(Barbados) Rihanna

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The People's Champ: Cesar Fuentes, with girlfriend Claudia AyalaFellow Taco Enthusiasts...I think “anonymous” said it best: Schumer's involvement signals a (positive) change of tide. Dunno what the larger interests at play are yet, and nothing earth-shattering has happened since the weekend. But Cesar and the vendors appreciate the support, and my Taco Sense is cautiously optimistic.For those

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Straight from Schumer's camp:Charles Schumer, leading NYC Chefs: Pioneering Red hook vendors, icons of Brooklyn Community, to be kicked out by City – Calls on Parks Department to Scrap Bid PlanParks Dept. Forcing Citywide Favorite Food Stands to Re-Bid for Permits They’ve Held for Years, Could Raise Fees Exponentially and Lead to Their Elimination by Big CorporationsLocally Owned Vendors Serve

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