Hudson Valley Restaurant Week 2011: Meet Guest Blogger Sharon Pickett


I’m Sharon Pickett
and this is my second year as a HVRW blogger. I’m thrilled to again be a part
of all the excitement!

I have been eating
since the day I was born – born into the wrong family. Don’t get me wrong, they
are lovely people (most of them anyway) but for my relatives, seafood came
breaded in a box, succotash was considered a vegetable, garlic came granulated
in a small glass jar with salt added and bagels came in a plastic sleeve in the
frozen food section.

I could go on, but I
think you get the picture.

I knew for sure that
something was wrong when I asked my Mom if we had any olive oil and she said
“Sure do. It’s that liquid in the jar with the olives.” I had to get out.

Arriving in New York
for college, I began to realize what I had known all along.

Fish have heads and
tails! Coffee can be freshly ground (not instant)! Garlic is a bulb – a member
of the onion family and comes in several different varieties and pungencies!
And Lender’s bagels are not bagels, but merely round bread.

Don’t get me started
with kim chee, ceviche and charcuterie.


Today I live in
Scarborough with my husband Paul Mazzilli and too many cats. We have two
college/post-graduate school age children. Our daughter now lives in a gastronomically
challenged area of East 39th Street where a great meal requires a a pilgrimage.
Somehow we manage. Our son goes to Fordham, a stone’s throw from Arthur Avenue.

We visit them often.

My husband and number one dining companion and I
recently returned from a voyage to Antarctica, where there exists no indigenous
cuisine. Somehow we managed


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  1. Hysterical, I think we came from the same family! I really didnt know that Pasta DIDNT come in a box until I left for NYC (from someplace outwest) , and my mother was Sicilian! I don’t think she knew either! OMG

  2. I am looking forward to your posts. I can certainly relate to your story. I never had garlic, a bagel or fresh pasta as a kid….and I grew up in New York.

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