Last winter was long and cold. No one followed up on promises to get together in the city or in Buck Hill Falls. Really, who wants to schlep around in slush and ice in NYC or spend the weekend in the country when no one is around and you feel like you’re in the movie The Shining? OK, enough complaining!!! Mimi and I can’t wait to see our Buck Hill friends and play golf together. Our favorite sporting event is twilight golf: nine holes, not competitive and a party at the end. So we are having a twilight golf celebration! Close friends, good food, diva-worthy prizes … who could ask for anything more?
Mionetta Prosecco Organic D.O.C.
Liz’s Roasted Red Peppers
Carrots and Celery
Marinated Artichoke Hearts
Thin Bread Sticks
Penne Rigate with Baby Sweet Pea Pesto
Balsamic Roasted Chicken
Sella & Mosca Tanca Farma 2006
Ricasoli Brolio Chianti Classico 2010
Monti Guidi Del Carmine Pecorino 2010
The Arthur Avenue Adventure…
Every celebration should start with an adventure. Ours was getting lost in the Bronx looking for Arthur Avenue, an authentic Italian neighborhood to buy food for the celebration.
I was navigating, Sue was driving. The whole time I’m thinking: “Where the heck are we? Where are the Italian stores?” Bodegas, yes, Italian food shops, nope. I wanted to give up and head directly to Wegman’s. Sue wanted to keep looking so, I quickly Googled Arthur Avenue. We were only 7 blocks away so we headed in the right direction, happy and laughing our heads off .
When Mimi and I finally found the neighborhood, I got a parking spot right away and knew it was just meant to be. There are many great places to shop. We explored until we felt really welcome in a store called Teitel Brothers, a third generation Italian specialty store. We were tasting everything before buying it. (Mimi was squeamish about plucking the olives from the bins with her fingers, I had no problem with it!) I got into a long discussion with another customer about how to cure allergy attacks with fish oil. We highly recommend visiting Teitel Brothers on your own Arthur Avenue adventure.
…Reminiscing Over Olives
Tasting the olives triggered a wonderful memory. When my husband and I visited Rome, there was a painting in a chapel that he really wanted to see. It was around 4PM but the chapel was closed. Across the street we found a lovely café with sidewalk seating and sat down for a glass of wine and to wait for the chapel to open. On the tables were the biggest green olives I have ever seen. They were the size of gigantic walnuts … only 4 would fit in the small dish. I was convinced they would taste terrible because they were so big. The first bite proved me wrong. Looking back, what was I thinking? Bad olives in Italy? Not a chance!
While searching for the perfect store and our celebration inspiration we took in the atmosphere and visited the Arthur Avenue Retail Market. A man playing Italian songs on a baby grand piano greeted us in the entryway. The produce and even the pasta shop was bursting with color. I was especially surprised to see a woman hand rolling cigars.
Will you look at the selection of salamis in this store! This is Calabria Pork Store and it was pretty astonishing to walk in there. Unfortunately, they were out of sweet finocchiona that we wanted. On the counter, there was a sample of liver sausage that was rich and delicious. Mimi vetoed it though because our guests might be less adventurous than we are when it comes to trying new food. Instead we bought our parmigiano reggiano and the biggest ball of mozzarella I have ever seen. Mimi says it was as big as her head … a slight exaggeration.
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