Food Diaries: The Eating (and Drinking) Habits of 5 Notable Brooklynites

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The maxim “you are what you eat” has always bothered us because, well, we don’t always have the best eating habits. Are we really all of our craziest midnight snacks? (Maybe!) But despite not fully believing that you can judge people by their diets, we still love finding out what other Brooklynites use for fuel. Maybe it’s just general foodie voyeurism (why else would all those food porn shots on Instagram get so many likes?) or maybe it’s because we know that—even if we tried—we could never eat our way through all the culinary bounty that Brooklyn has to offer, so we like to live vicariously through other people’s eating habits.

We asked five notable Brooklynites to let us peek into their culinary lives as they ate and drank their way around the borough (or, in one case, the so-called sixth borough, Australia). Enjoy!

Photographs by Austin McAllister

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Jen Doll

Writer, Save the Date: The Occasional Mortifications of a Serial Wedding Guest

Wednesday
When I wake up in the morning, my first food is coffee. I know I’m supposed to eat breakfast, but breakfast just doesn’t appeal to me until I’m awake a few hours, and then it’s lunchtime. So, from 8 to 11 (or 12 or 1 or 2), I usually just drink coffee I make at home —and water, until I get hungry and realize I really need to eat something.

On Tuesday I bought an Evolution Fresh Protein Power drink, because I knew that on Wednesday I had to go to my publisher’s office to do a podcast and wouldn’t have a lot of time to eat.
After the podcast, I’m hungry (despite consuming 28 grams of protein!) and stop by Westville Hudson and have a turkey burger with American cheese. I exercise discipline and order salad instead of fries, and I eat the salad diligently. I also drink a white wine because the bartender asks if I like Pinot Grigio and gives it to me, and how can I say no to that? Afterward, I have an iced coffee with skim milk and Splenda.

I stick around Manhattan running errands until I meet a friend for drinks at 6:30 at The House, which is a lovely, quiet wine bar on Irving Place. There I have two quartinos of Grüner Veltliner before I return to Brooklyn, making a stop at Dick & Jane’s in Fort Greene, where I drink some rosé and talk to the bartender, Tina, who is wonderful. (This food diary reminds me of my doctor asking me how many drinks I average a week and the temptation to divide that number by half before giving her the answer. I am not dividing by half.)

Thursday
I sleep in today (the past few days have been a bit of a whirlwind following my book release on May 1) and don’t get out of bed until the decadent hour of 11. I make coffee, pour myself a fresh water, and sit down to work.

Around 2 pm I make myself a sandwich with these Portuguese sandwich muffins I buy at Provisions in Fort Greene. They’re called a “3-meal muffin” presumably because they would be good for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. They are tasty, though I don’t know about all three meals of them.

Now is the time I confess my penchant for fake meats. I love soy nuggets and Boca Burgers and have them on hand regularly. (I’m not a vegetarian, but I used to be one, and I don’t cook a ton of meat at home.) For lunch, I warm up a Boca Burger I’d defrosted at the end of last week but hadn’t eaten (this might be unadvisable, but I figured, why waste it?), and put it on the muffin with cheddar cheese (Grafton 1-year aged, from Provisions) and some mayo and tomato and gherkins, which make any sandwich more delicious. I eat some baby carrots, too, because I am trying to be more actively accepting of vegetables in my life.

That night, I have a reading at Greenlight Bookstore in Fort Greene, and there is free wine, so I have two glasses of white wine and afterward go to Dino for dinner with a friend. I have a liver pâté crostini and the tagliatelle and mushrooms with truffle oil, some of her polpettine (veal meatballs), and a few bites of her peach salad. And another glass of white wine.

Friday
I start the day with my usual coffee. I try to go to yoga at noon but it’s canceled, and when I get home I’m hungry. I’ve been trying to be good about taking home leftovers, which I managed to do last night, and actually eating them instead of leaving them to turn into something yucky in my fridge. So I heat up the leftover pasta and meatballs (my friend had donated to the cause) and eat that, all together, and it is really good. I also eat some carrots.

Later that night, I have dinner with a friend. We try to go to Walter (I like the spinach and artichoke dip) but there is a 30-40 minute wait so we go back to Dino, where we split the kale panzanella salad, which I’d wanted the night before but they didn’t have, so that was lovely. It’s tomatoes and kale and croutons and garlic and olive oil and I think Parmesan all mixed up and it’s great. I have the black linguine with calamari in spicy tomato sauce, and it’s delicious (my friend has the spaghetti lemone), and we both have white wine. We take home leftovers and go back to my house for more wine.

Saturday
I find I’m out of Splenda and must use back-up Equal, which just doesn’t taste quite the same. I’m going to yoga later and having my stomach growl in a quiet moment in yoga is embarrassing, so I heat up one of those 3-meal muffins with cheddar cheese on top of it in the oven, and snack on almonds while I wait for it. (Meltation is not a word but should be.) I would also put tomatoes on it but my cherry tomatoes are mushy and gross—I am desperate for the good-tomato part of the summer—so I throw them away and go with just the cheese and bread.

After yoga I get an iced coffee with soy milk and agave at Smooch, and then one of those cold-pressed green juices (this one has watermelon and pineapple along with kale and whatever so it isn’t too grassy) at Elly’s. I drink the juice at a nail salon because it is Saturday and I am a total cliché.

Later I snack on carrots, and a flour tortilla and swiss cheese, and some almonds, before going to a bar in my neighborhood and having more glasses of white wine than I care to number.

Sunday
I start the day with coffee, but because I didn’t eat a proper dinner the night before, I’m hungry. I heat up the leftover linguine and add some Parmesan to it, and also eat some cheese melted on a 3-meal muffin.

I get another coffee (iced) after yoga (I am on a yoga roll, counteracting my wine roll), and for dinner I make myself a plate with carrots, almonds, cheddar and swiss cheese, and artichoke dip I bought from the bodega. It’s not as good as Walter’s, but it will do. I eat a bunch of pita chips, too, while doing some editing that’s due Monday, and on this particular Sunday, I don’t drink any wine, because sometimes it’s good to take a day off.

Odds & Ends

What five things do you always have in your refrigerator?
Sriracha, several kinds of pickles (just counted, I have 6 jars right now), at least some sort of cheese (usually several sorts), a box of Triscuits or crackers (which I refrigerate upon opening for fear of vermin; I realize this is weird to people), my Brita filter.

What’s your go-to midnight snack?
Usually some bready substance (flour tortillas or Pepperidge Farm white bread are my faves to have on hand) and cheese, and maybe tomato. The combination of bread-cheese-tomato is my spirit food.

What’s the weirdest food combination you’ve ever tried?
Recently, I ate pickles and folllowed it up with soy chocolate pudding. I was not pregnant. It was not bad.

What’s your usual order at a bar?
If they offer deviled eggs, I will be ordering the deviled eggs. Drink-wise, usually I’ll go with a Gruner Veltliner or other dry, crisp white wine, or possibly red (if I’m feeling adventurous and worldly) or rosé (if I’m feeling springy and cheerful).

What’s your favorite restaurant in Brooklyn?
I think it’s gotta be Dino. Their kale panzanella salad is my favorite thing, and all of their pastas are wonderful, as is the chicken parm, which they deliver to my house frequently. Roman’s is excellent, too.

What’s your favorite bar in Brooklyn?
Dick and Jane’s in Fort Greene, because the bartenders are wonderful and they have good wine and interesting cocktails and the most interesting conversations with friends and strangers alike take place there.

What’s your irrational food aversion (if any)?
I hate yogurt so, so much, the mouth-feel and the taste. I frequently buy it thinking, “This is good for me and easy and will keep my stomach from growling in the middle of the day in humiliating ways,” but when I spoon it into my mouth I just want to retch. I have probably spent hundreds of dollars on uneaten yogurt. This is shameful.

Are you pro- or anti-brunch?
I am agnostic. I would rather get together with people for dinner, but if I must brunch, I will brunch.

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Ariel Schrag

Author, Adam

Thursday
9AM – French press hazelnut coffee that I brought back from Zurich. Don’t really like it. Feel like it may even be decaffeinated, but continue to drink because I like looking at the Swiss German label. 10:30AM – Fage yogurt with frozen blueberries and muesli (also still trying to pretend like I’m in Switzerland). 10:45AM – Two Advil because I have a headache from the weak coffee from Zurich. 2:30PM – Boiled green beans with oil and vinegar and salt and pepper. 7:30PM My cousin’s birthday dinner at Lachlan. We all split the oysters on the half shell, whiskey bread, Brussels sprouts with bacon, charred octopus, and raw artichoke salad for appetizers. I also get my own separate order of Brussels sprouts because I’m worried I’ll like them too much and won’t want to share. Fried chicken sandwich for an entrée, but I’m too stuffed with Brussels sprouts to fully enjoy. Slice of chocolate cake with a candle in it for dessert, four spoons attack.

Friday
9AM – Still trying to make it work with this hazelnut coffee. Eye my can of Café Bustelo longingly but then return to the Swiss label: “Aromatisierter Haselnuss Kaffee”—who could resist! 10:30AM – Muesli with pumpkin seeds, ground flax seed, frozen blueberries, and milk. 2:45PM – Shakeburger from Shake Shack in Grand Central. My girlfriend and I are on our way to housesit for a friend in Beacon. Wash the burger down with a carrot/tomato/ginger juice. Desperately wish it were a Coke. 8:00PM – Homemade Cobb salad cobbled together from a Key Food run.

Saturday
9AM – Café Bustelo double espresso in my friend’s AeroPress. Takes three tries to figure out how to work it right, but when I do—fantastic! Drink two consecutive cups. 1PM – Living the Beacon life. Bibb lettuce with oil and vinegar, salt and pepper. Langres cheese from Beacon Pantry on olive bread from All You Knead. Spindrift Seltzer, raspberry and lime flavor. 3:30PM Tea. “What kind of tea?” “Just tea,” British girlfriend answers, annoyed. 5:00PM – Pastry with feta, spinach, and potato from All You Knead. 9PM – Out to dinner at Isamu. Salmon and avocado salad. Sashimi entrée with salad and miso soup. Not bad, but not especially “Beacon.” Looking forward to the farmers market tomorrow.

Sunday
9AM – Café Bustelo in the AeroPress as if I’ve been doing it my whole life—two cups. 12PM – Flit about the farmer’s market sampling things, feeling “local” and “healthy.” Buy some items for dinner along with a margherita pizza from Black Forest Flammkuchen for lunch. Finish it off with some Fishkill Farms apple cider. 3:30PM – Chocolate ice cream in a plain cone from Jane’s Homemade Ice Cream. 9PM – Baguette from All You Knead topped with roasted beets, Edgwick Farm Goat Milk feta, and peppadews. Garlic and fennel fresh sausage from Beacon Pantry on the side. Bibb lettuce with oil and vinegar, salt and pepper. Adair Vineyards Black Currant Kir Rouge.

Monday
9:30AM – AeroPress, two cups, glass of Fishkill Farms cider. 12PM Leftovers lunch. Baguette sprinkled with olive oil and toasted in the oven. Topped with goat milk feta and peppadews. 3PM Popsicle from Zora Dora’s Homemade Popsicles, flavor: pineapple with chili, lime and salt. 9PM Home late from Beacon. Back in Williamsburg, pick up Mesa Coyoacan to take home. Mole chicken enchiladas and grilled corn on the cob. Eat while watching Veep.

Odds & Ends

What five things do you always have in your refrigerator?
Milk, pickles, mustard, beer, seventeen kinds of hot sauce.

What’s your go-to midnight snack?
Kashi peanut butter granola bar if I have them. Otherwise a handful of oats. That I eat out of my own hand. Like a horse.

What’s the weirdest food combination you’ve ever tried?
When I was a kid my dad mixed cow brains into scrambled eggs. I’ve told that story many times. Only a couple years ago did it occur to me that he was probably lying.

What’s your usual order at a bar?
Maker’s with bitters and soda or an Amstel light.

What’s your favorite restaurant in Brooklyn?
I eat a slice of Carmine’s pizza at least once a week, so they deserve a nod. Mesa Coyoacan happens a couple times a month. I went to DeStefano’s Steakhouse one time years ago, haven’t been back, but fantasize about their perfect, buttery, Dry Aged Porterhouse every time I pass. I almost don’t want to go back and be disappointed.

What’s your favorite bar in Brooklyn?
Daddy’s.

What’s your irrational food aversion (if any)?
I don’t even want to hear about split pea soup.

Are you pro- or anti-brunch?
I once read a tweet that said: “’Brunch!!!!!’ – white people” written by some white dude. Why are people so obsessed with hating brunch? Who cares? I like Bloody Marys, but then usually feel annoyed that I’m drunk and useless the rest of the day.

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Jenna Park

Designer, co-owner (non-baking half) of Whimsy & Spice

Friday
Breakfast: I’m a lazy breakfast eater. Coffee and an apple this morning.
Lunch: I met a friend at the Smith & Ninth Street stop on the F in the morning. We walked toward Red Hook, stopped by Fairway where I picked up a green juice, and ended up at Fort Defiance after a few miles and a few hours later. I got the Huevos Rancheros, a dish I can never resist ordering if I see it on a menu.
Dinner: When Mark gets in the mood and he has a bit of time, he’ll make Indian food. He’s been cooking it for years–as long as I’ve known him, which is a lot of years. His Indian food gets better with every meal he cooks. For dinner tonight he made a lamb curry, Baingan Bharta (eggplant), Saag Aloo (spinach & potato) and Chana Masala (chickpeas).

Saturday
Breakfast: Toast and eggs at my parents’ house. My mom has gotten into juicing the last couple of years and her strategy is to throw whatever she has in the fridge that can be juiced. Today’s mix: strawberries, apples, banana, cucumber, tomatoes, and broccoli.
Lunch: A picnic of fried chicken, pasta salad, potato chips, and a green salad with chickpeas, cucumbers, tomatoes, olives, and artichoke hearts, all picked up from the store on the way to our picnic spot at Sands Point, Long Island.
Dinner: Korean food with my parents at a restaurant on Northern Boulevard in Queens. We had BBQ and Naeng Myun, which is a cold noodle dish in broth, as well as the millions of banchan dishes that cover the entire table. Sometimes they bring out so many dishes, we have to stack them on top of each other.

Sunday
Breakfast: Fried egg on rice with kimchee. Does this sound gross? It’s total comfort food for me.
Lunch: banana, handful of nuts, coffee. Lame.
Dinner: A salad with arugula, kale blossoms, bosc pears, and slivered almonds. Eggplant parmesan and spaghetti tossed with olive oil and basil. The eggplant parm is one of those dishes we always forget about, and when we think of it, we get excited and have to have it right away.

Monday
Breakfast: Yogurt with strawberries and bananas, coffee.
Lunch: I had a second breakfast for lunch–granola in soymilk. Did I say I was a lazy breakfast eater? Because I’m a worse lunch person.
Dinner: Leftover eggplant parmesan and spaghetti. Steamed kale, tossed with onion, garlic and a bit of vegetable broth.

Tuesday
Breakfast: Oatmeal with honey, topped with fruit.
Lunch: Skipped lunch. Sometimes oatmeal sits like a gut bomb in my stomach. Had some apple slices later on in the day.
Dinner: Taco night, our favorite! Slow roasted pork, homemade pickled onions, shredded red cabbage, refried beans, salsa, pickled jalapenos, guacamole, cilantro. If there is one fail-proof dinner that everyone in the family loves, it’s tacos. The other is ramen.

Odds & Ends

What five things do you always have in your refrigerator?
Pickled jalapenos–I put it on almost everything.
Condiments–all kinds. Jars and jars of condiments.
Milk–for the kids.
Half and half–for the coffee.
Apples

What’s your go-to midnight snack? 
I go to bed at 1 or 2am and since we eat dinner at 6pm, midnight snacks are actually a reality most nights. When I’m trying to be good I try to grab some fruit, but who am I kidding? Usually it’s a cookie. We also eat popcorn at night a lot.

What’s the weirdest food combination you’ve ever tried?
Mark went through a phase years ago where he was trying out some crazy desserts for the hell of it–sea urchin ice cream, avocado cheesecake–so I feel like I’ve eaten some pretty weird things. More recently, my mother-in-law raved about peanut butter and pickle sandwiches, but I don’t know–it really didn’t do anything for me.

What’s your usual order at a bar?
I don’t really drink because it can randomly give me hives (so attractive), and sometimes I even have trouble breathing if I drink (fun!).

What’s your favorite restaurant in Brooklyn?
Northeast Kingdom. I also like Colonie.

What’s your favorite bar in Brooklyn?
I can’t even tell you the last time I was in a bar in Brooklyn.

What’s your irrational food aversion (if any)?
Cilantro. Given how many Korean people I know who dislike it, I’m convinced it’s a Korean thing. But curiously, my life-long aversion to cilantro has recently gone from total repulsion to “tolerant.”

Are you pro- or anti-brunch?
Pro. There are anti-brunch people?

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Garrett Oliver

Brewmaster at Brooklyn Brewery

 

Tuesday-Thursday
Jumped off on Singapore Airlines on Tuesday night, flying the A380 (a badass plane, I must say) through Frankfurt, Singapore and finally Melbourne, Australia, arriving Thursday evening (yikes!).

A rare business-class flight, so I let them make the food:

  • Lobster Salad (credible)
  • Fish Curry Stew (not bad)
  • Non-credible Champagne.

An entirely righteous cocktail made and smuggled by yours truly: Cask-strength Woodford Reserve (sometimes the barrels genuinely do have a reserve) Old Fashioned.

Thirty hours and a few non-memorable meals later, I landed in Melbourne and met the affable Miro Bellini, my “handler” for the trip. We repaired immediately to Cookie Eating House and Beer Hall.

The menu:

  • Prawn Firecrackers
  • Smoked eggplant and banana chili salad with chicken and prawns

Then to Eau de Vie, a cocktail bar recommended to me by the right honorable David Wondrich. I dropped his name shamelessly and was thereupon treated like family. The cocktails were excellent.

Friday
Breakfast of the week: A “Brekkie Muffin” (English muffin, egg, ham, gruyere, and not half bad) at the hotel restaurant, Heirloom. Flat white coffee, notably good.
Off to the winery 10 Minutes By Tractor to meet the owner (and my Beer Vs. Wine opponent at top restaurant—literally, it’s on the 55th floor) Vue de Monde on Sunday. Wonderful guy, excellent wines, very good food:

Ocean Trout

  • Smoked trout, leek, confit potato, cucumber & yogurt snow

Duck

  • Roasted breast, celeriac, pickled rhubarb, granola

Then a rush to our evening event at the Terminus Hotel, the opening of Melbourne Good Beer Week. Dinner of steak tartare and sautéed carrots, many excellent Aussie beers, particularly a nice saison by Bright Brewing and an IPA from Mountain Goat.

Saturday
Dim Sum in Little Bourke Street with newly arrived (in Melbourne) GM brewery Eric Ottaway. Not bad, agreeably brusque.

A tasting at The Terminus Hotel, followed by a party with live band at Some Velvet Morning, a warm, shaggy place reminiscent of Pete’s Candy Store, complete with vaudeville mini-stage. A surprisingly good burger, especially given that the whole thing was cooked from scratch in a 16” wide electric broiler.

Then to the Everleigh, a genuinely awesome cocktail bar. I shamelessly dropped the names of both Mr. Wondrich and Jim Meehan, whereupon we were treated like visiting princes.
A Penicillin, a Boulevardier and a shot of Bulleit on the house. Wondrich says the correct number of cocktails a gentleman should have = three. So I retired. The others did not. The next day all agreed that the correct number of cocktails a gentleman should have… is three.

Sunday
The Battle. “Brew vs. Crew,” The Rialto, 55th floor, Vue de Monde, Melbourne’s finest restaurant. The order of battle:

  • Crab, Kohlrabi (Sorachi Ace versus a very nice Chardonnay)
  • Smoked Bone Marrow, Onion, Thyme (Cuvée La Boîte versus Pinot noir)
  • BBQ Beef, Beetroot, Munthari (Cuvée Noire versus Pinot noir)
  • Apples, Truffle (Black Chocolate Stout vs a specially dosaged Blanc de Blanc)
  • Cheeses, Jams (Kriek vs Chardonnay)

Beer wins in a squeaker— a brilliant time is had by all.

Hard to believe we had dinner, too, after an event with Woodford Reserve.

Dinner at Long Grain:

  • Very good duck curry and pork belly, a wan bottle of Riesling

Monday
Dinner at Rockwell & Sons:

  • Boat rocker Ramjet, La Sirene, mountain goat Gypsy and the Goat, Goat Surefoot, Korean rice wine. Makgeolli, a wild korean
    nigori-like rice wine.
    Fried chicken, yogurt and carrots, bacon cooked four times, deviled eggs and caviar, pepperberry ice cream, coffin bay oysters,
    prawn rolls.

Aaaaaand… I’m out! Mixed my own cocktail in the lounge—Havana Club Anejo, Angostura, raw sugar.

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Laura O’Neill

Restauranteur, Selamat Pagi and Van Leeuwen Artisan Ice Cream

 

Sunday
I was in Toronto over the weekend playing Canadian Music Week with my band Laura + Greg. After our last show we headed to a great bar in the Kensington Market called Cold Tea. After a beer we quickly grew hungry for poutine and headed to Poutini’s House of Poutine on Queen West for a midnight large vegetarian poutine. It gave me stabbing pains in my stomach by the end, but was totally worth it.

We were staying with our friends and awoke to an awesome spread of coffee, homemade tofu scramble, Montreal-style bagels and fresh fruit. Next is an early afternoon iced coffee and superfood brownie from Jimmy’s in the Kensington market, then two mini vegan donuts I felt obliged to buy after using the restroom of a cafe near the Trinity Bellwood Park, where we were enjoying the sun.

Lunch was a date almond smoothie and spring rolls with peanut dipping sauce at Fresh, then a hummus plate at Pearson airport, tea and cookie on the plane, and a beer once home in Greenpoint.

Monday
Iced coffee from the little Variety on Driggs. I could wait and grab a freebie at one of our stores, but I know it’s gonna be a big day and I need it now! I grab a bag of raw cashews to nibble on while installing new menus over at our Bergen Street store.

My business partner Ben gave me half a vegan empanada; I’m not sure where it’s from, but it’s delicious. Drank a coconut water.

My brother and his wife are in town visiting from Melbourne and I ride my bike over the Williamsburg Bridge to meet them for dinner. We eat at The Fat Radish and I have the spring pea pot pie with creme fraiche and the curried monkfish with wild rice—really good. I opted out of dessert before my bike ride but eat a grapefruit once I’m home.

Tuesday
More cashews. We have a photo shoot of the ice cream truck down on the Greenpoint waterfront and I eat two cones by 11am (one strawberry/chocolate the other pistachio/ginger). I grab Toby’s Estate iced coffee.

Ben, Pete and I have a working lunch at Little Dokebi. I greedily order two mushroom tacos, a fish taco and veggie gyoza; my eyes have always been bigger than my stomach.

I bring my brother and his wife for dinner at Selamat Pagi, we share everything including the bali urap (green papaya salad), long bean lawar, coconut sautéed kale, tamarind tempeh and spring rolls. We’ve been open 18 months and I’m still hooked!

We head to Music Hall for the Angel Olsen show and I have two Sierra Nevada Pale Ales. Afterwards we all get falafel at Oasis. Two Advils for me, then bed.

Wednesday
I start the day with a cappuccino at our new pop-up shop on S 2nd. Lunch meeting with Ben around the corner at Cerveceria Havemeyer. We share shrimp tacos, cactus tacos, some guac and a tortilla soup.

My boyfriend makes us cashew cheese and lentil soup for dinner. The cashew cheese was awesome and super easy to make.

We head to Alameda for a drink with friends and I inevitably end up snacking on some cheese fries. Then we head around the corner to Achilles Heel where our friend Pocean is playing. I have a gin and tonic and a glass of Gamay.

Thursday
Americano and Ovenly choc chip cookie.

My brother’s leaving today so we have one last meal together at the new Russ and Daughters. It’s super cool. I go with “The Classic” (bagel, salmon, cream cheese, tomato, onion, capers) and one of their house made Concord grape sodas. Then more coffee.

Later in the office we are discussing a line of limited edition flavors I can’t help but grab a scoop of our new milk chocolate ice cream with salted marcona almonds.

Greg and I are headed to record tonight. I grab a veggie burrito from the Taco’s Morales Truck on N 7th and Bedford (my favorite). I get it with the works, spicy and wrapped in foil so I can shamelessly eat it on the L train.

We get back to Brooklyn at almost 2am and can’t resist our second Oasis fix for the week.

Odds & Ends

What five things do you always have in your refrigerator?
Crystals Hot Sauce, Seltzer, Cuties (clementines), Tahini, Avocado.

What’s your go-to midnight snack?
Vinnie’s Pizza- cheese slice with mushrooms and pineapple or Oasis Falafel.

What’s the weirdest food combination you’ve ever tried?
I put Crystal’s Hot Sauce on our family meal banana pancakes at Selamat Pagi once. Took a risk, paid off.

What’s your usual order at a bar?
A light red wine or a Guinness.

What’s your favorite restaurant in Brooklyn?
Reynard’s.

What’s your favorite bar in Brooklyn?
The Brooklyn Rod and Gun Club

What’s your irrational food aversion (if any)?
It’s not really irrational but I hate rosemary, it’s destroyed many roast potato moments in my life.

Are you pro- or anti-brunch?
Pro, so long as there are good non-egg options and no annoying wait.

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