A year ago, when I decided to go raw, I bought a cookbook recommended to me by a friend called Raw Food/Real World: 100 Recipes to Get the Glow. At first glance it looked like a hippie book, but if the food tasted half as good as it looked in the glossy photos, it would be worth it.
The book is written by the founders of a restaurant in New York City called Pure Food and Wine. I made a healthy ice cream recipe from it which was absolutely delicious. However, my friend Elisia tried it and said that it wasn't nearly as good as when they made it in the restaurant. And so my desire to eat at Pure Food and Wine was sparked.
When I heard that we had a trade show to go to in NYC for work, I was excited - I would finally get to go to Pure Food and Wine. My coworkers could tell how excited I was, and most of them agreed to go with me on Sunday night, the first of three nights in New York. I made the reservations, and off we went.
On Sunday afternoon I went with my friend Magnus to a NYC Pickup Artists' meeting. It was pretty cool to see how well organized they were, and my ego was sufficiently stroked when I was announced and murmurs of "wow! It's him!" spread through the crowd. During the meeting, however, I began to feel a bit queasy. This is odd for me, because the last time I threw up was about 8 years ago. I made it through the meeting and, with much excitement, headed towards Pure Food and Wine.
We found the restaurant and took a seat at a large wooden table set with attractive napkins and plates. The atmosphere of the restaurant was very peaceful and relaxing. My stomach, however, was not relaxing. It was churning.
I convinced our waiter to allow only half of us to get the tasting menu (you're supposed to do it by table), and he finally relented when he found out that I'd been wanting to eat there for a year. Our first appetizer came and it was delicious, but I was losing my appetite quickly. By the time the next course, a beet borscht, came, I had to hurry out of the restaurant.
The taxi jostled across potholes towards the hotel, and I felt sicker and sicker. I rushed upstairs, went into the bathroom, and threw up. Then I threw up again. And again. I was still sick the next day and had to skip half of the conference.
By the next day, our last in town, I felt better. Due to a combination of really enjoying the food the first time, and feeling really bad that I didn't get to go, everyone agreed to eat again.
The food was absolutely amazing. Between the table we ordered nearly everything on the menu, and I got to try each one. The real star of the meal, however, was the dessert. They had a healthy tiramisu, vanilla pudding, chocolate layer cake, ice cream, apple pastry, and a number of other things. Each had no dairy, no sugar, no gross sugar substitutes, and was raw. The ice cream was totally indistinguishable from commercial ice cream, except that the flavorings were better. I was amazed. If you're ever in NY, you HAVE to go to this place. If you live there, go right now and tell everyone how good it is.
This monday I have a mission : to make ice cream like they do. I have a new cleaver for chopping coconuts, and Jonah has a super fancy ice cream maker with a built in compressor. Victory will be mine!
THat sounds awesome. That will come in handy when you set up your own Vegan restraunt. Just promise you will bring one to my Northern Cali college town >.>
Good work on the low sugar info. It's so hard to find good information on how to make things taste decent without sugar, it's hidden in so much food. I cut out sugar and caffeine, had a ripping headache for several days, but have felt great ever since.
heh, now I'm famous. I wish I'd visited that place in New York. We have a few places in the UK but it sounds first class.
Ok, I officially LOVE raw food. I started eating raw about five weeks ago, and have been 99% raw since (my trespasses? a tiny brownie, a few sprouted grain english muffins, and a stupid eggplant pizza). Let's do the math on this baby :
First I ate 100% of whatever I wanted. I loved fried foods, desserts, and pizza. Thanks to miraculous metabolism, I never gained too much weight. Then I read Fantastic Voyage : Live Long Enough to Live Forever, hacked away at my diet, and cut out probably 70% of the foods I used to eat. Later I researched more and cut out 90% of those foods, leaving me eating about 7% of what I initially ate. I wrote a book called The Skinny Snob about that. Going raw eliminated at least 70% of those foods, so now I'm down to about 2-3% of the foods I ate a year ago. Based on my daily diet I would consider that wholly accurate.
Now... that is a wild change. Especially coming from me. I would constantly mock anyone trying to go on a diet and explain that you should just eat whatever you wanted. No amount of logic would get me to change. What did get me to change was my inclination to try things for 7 or 30 days, and the accompanying drastic results.
if You've followed me for a while (which I doubt judging my my reader count) You know I'm a bit of a foodie. Being a foodie is weird, cause while I hate, and I mean hate, to spend money, I just really enjoy eating good food with food friends. for One I like creative food, that takes combinations you wouldn't think of and mixes them with all sorts of textures or ideas that have you going "WoW" all the time. I guess to me food is like a mix of fine-art and stimulation. I wouldn't lie it feels good to eat good food, but one can also argue it feels good, if some in pure terms better, to eat say, a super chewy, crispy chocolate-chip cookie, or ice cream or something, yet those foods don't really blow you away or leave you in awe at how someone came up with it, although sometimes you do wonder what the recipe is. Ultimately I just really enjoy food that is modern, and conceptual, I am not a big fan of Haute cuisine or something that doesn't leave me absolutely amazed at how someone came up with it. Thus for my first restaurant review: INK
INK is a restaurant in los angeles manned by Michael Voltaggio. The restaurant focuses on fresh ingredients, creative textures and combination of flavors, and sometimes presenting familiar concepts in different ways. When you first enter the restaurant it hits you that this is like just about every other hipster/modern-contemporary new-american style place. No white mantels, waiters in jeans and shirt for the most part, and successful lawyers and businessmen in suits mixed in with hoodie wearing, laid back, foodie hipsters.
The first thing that got me is the menu. Its absolutely filled with everything you could possibly imagine: Kale, check, lamb, check, cuttelfish, check, hamachi, check, pig ears, check. It doesn't stop. My friend and I ordered the Beef tartare, Trout, potato polenta, lamb belly, pig ears and kale, dungeness crab. Each plate as follows
The most standout play 9/10-10/10 was the beef tartare. First the combination of beef tartare, hearts of palm (which I believe are made into powder via liquid nitrogen) Rye, horseradish and seabean chimichurri is crazy. To begin, the raw beef was of insanely high quality, it was like having a super rich buttery taste in your mouth, but then the acidity of the pieces of cranberry?(I'm not even sure on this one to be honest) and the cold powder of hearts of plam, with the crispy flakes that come just give your mouth a texture sensation I can barely describe. It all just mixed so well, and every flavor felt like it deserved to be there. Aboslutely the best dish of the night, right up there with the desert.
The second best dish was the dungeness crab. First, like every other dish that night, the crab was of the very best quality, flavorful and light just with a rich taste of the sea. But what was really outstanding wast he combination of the crab with the house tofu and the crispy nori that came on top, the texture sensation of the incredible tofu, the light crab and the crispy nori was pretty ridiculous, how someone thought of mixing tofu with crab in that manner blows my mind, regardless, amazing dish.