So, I’m facing my fear of making cocktails with egg whites. Here’s a homemade Ebbets Field–don’t even bother with the Complete Cocktail recipe, since it calls for an unreasonable amount of Pernod, and the egg white won’t foam properly without lemon.
2 oz bourbon
1 oz fresh lemon juice
¾ oz grenadine
¼ oz Pernod or absinthe
½ oz egg white
Dry shake until your arms beg for mercy. Add ice and keep shaking for another 30 seconds. Put your feet up and enjoy that hard-earned foam!
Staten Island is too often the forgotten borough on my food adventures, but its pizza game is so strong, I’ll brave the subway, ferry and bus ride out there. First up was Denino’s, a storied pizzeria that goes back to 1937. Our pie had a spot-on crust–thin, doughy, yet crisp and sturdy enough to stand up to generous toppings of cheese and sauce. This crust is what pizza should be.
I think this place would be as popular as DiFara if it were on the Q train–but on the plus side there’s no foodie crowds and the place definitely has a suburban family feel. You can simply grab a seat, order some cheap beer, have some of the best pizza you’ve ever eaten and grab an ice at Ralph’s while you’re waiting for your bus. Not to mention: New York never looks as magical as it does from a ship.
I’ve heard people complain that there are no good tacos in New York City–particularly West Coasters who are the worst snobs when it comes to Mexican food. But I’d counter that NYC has really stepped up its taco game in the last few years: witness these carne asada beauties from Los Tacos No. 1 in Chelsea Market. This place is legit. Get the abodada (marinated pork), pile on the free sides and wash it down with an agua fesca. But don’t tangle with the veggie taco – grilled cactus just can not compete with these.