Good morning and happy Monday! Rather dreary out today, isn’t it? But we sure could use the rain. And I’m sitting on my front porch right now, watching it come down over my garden (which Bill Cary so kindly posted about this week on his In the Garden blog), and I gotta tell you: This is the kind of rain that plants love. Slow and steady, like a soft shower. We could have used this in August, that’s for sure.
By the way, forgive me for not posting on Friday. As I hope many of you saw, I was covering first lady Michelle Obama and her visit to Stone Barns that day. I’ll post my article and photos later today.
After that busy day, I stayed home and went to bed early on Friday night. On Saturday, I headed out to Amagansett for some R&R. I had lunch at Clam Bar at Napeague — one of my favorite spots out there.
Maybe I’m spoiled from my trip to Maine, but this time, I thought the lobster roll was pretty lame. Not chunky a’tall:
My husband’s grilled tuna sandwich, on the other hand, was perfect. Fresh tuna, still medium rare, with nice lettuce and an heirloom tomato:
We spent the rest of the day reading on the beach, and had some nice Wolffer rose at cocktail hour and watched the most memorable moonrise: it was bright orange. Was that a harvest moon?
The next day, a few of us went for a bike ride around Napeague. Have you ever seen this sport called kite surfing? Wow that looks fun. It’s like a cross between snowboarding and parasailing!
We also stopped at this place called the Fish Farm, where they raise fish in big tanks alongside the bay:
Inside, there’s a little shop where you can buy fresh fish fillets and prepared foods cooked by the the wife of the owner, who is French. You can also order lunch or catered meals from her little restaurant:
I must say I love this place, but it’s also a little strange. Inside the shop, there are high-end French mustards and vinegars, and fresh fish. But outside, there are barking (mean) dogs, squalking geese, chickens roosting and mechanical equipment everywhere. And they also sell pottery from Provence alongside the bubbling tanks that look like above-ground swimming pools.
My friends and I call it the Fellini Fish Farm.
Here’s my husband, riding away:
The weather started turning, so we (and a hundred gazillion other people) left around lunchtime. We stopped at Stuart’s Seafood Market to pick up something for dinner. That something ended up being some local little necks, which I used to make linguine with white clam sauce for dinner Sunday night:
With homemade turkey stock, rose from Wollfer and parsley from the garden. Absolutely delicious. I’ll post the recipe later.
And with that, here’s what people have been talking about this weekend. (A lot!):
The New York Cork Report profiles Kelly Taylor of Brooklyn’s Kelso Beer, a regular at the Blue Hill at Stone Barns Beer and Sausage dinner. (NYCR)
Dara recaps her delicious-sounding Rosh Hashana recipes. (CITK)
Martha visits Daisy Hill Farm Stand in Bedford. (TMB) (Gorgeous!)
Julia tells you why servers hate your kids. (WE)
Westchester magazine reviews Lalibela Ethiopian in Mount Kisco. (WM) (I’m not sure who wrote it; there’s no byline online.)
Jeanne Muchnick does a roundup on pubs in Westchester. (WM)
A recipe for cider-braised pork cheeks. (WM)
Amuse Bouche: Tidbits and nibbles about restaurants. (WM)
Meet the chef: Hari Nayak of Orissa in Dobbs Ferry. (HDFP)
Meet the chef: Mustafa Eski of Turquoise in Larchmont. (LMP)
Meet the chef: Marcello Russodivito of Marcello’s in Suffern. (NCP)
German dining in Nyack. (NPP)
Skylark into JohnnyCakes. (NPP)
Chappaqua Table Farm Market opens. (NYT)
A rare just “OK” from the New York Times: MH reviews Kalbi House in White Plains. (NYT)
Thumbs up for ZaZa in Scarsdale. (SP)
Sandwich roundup. (BP)
Meet the chef: Gino Da Silva of Cholo’s in Port Chester. (NRP)
Fig and Olive coming to Scarsdale. (CH)