Wouldn’t it be great if we had a Slow Food New York spirits cocktail hour every week? We can dream — and check out the slideshow from Wednesday night’s thirst-quenching event.
We talk dirty with Symphony of the Soil’s Deborah Koons Garcia.
Sip is slow-style tonight at the Slow Food and the Astor Center’s Second Annual Spirits of New York!
Hungry? Our events calendar has loads of Edible events around the city, like this fascinating class by Bitter and Esters on the wonders of yeast as it pertains to brewing and homebrewing.
While you probably have your spot staked out and your cooler stocked with your fave sudsy treats for tonight’s firework festivities, this weekend head north on a pilgrimage of the liquidy sort to brew-happy Central New York.
Move over wine, ingredients-obsessed chefs are getting into craft beer they’ve helped create.
Today is July 1st, and what does that mean? NYC CRAFT BEER MONTH BEGINS NOW!
Let the thermometers soar — it’s Eat-Drink-Local Week, people! And here’s my sure-fire cure for mid-week heat deflecting: local beer!
I love a Shandy. And, up until now, I was fairly well satisfied with just your average, work-a-day beer-n’-lemonade combo, if ever for its refreshing, low-alcohol “ahhhh” charms on a warm, sunny day. That is until I was ruined forevermore by talented barman, Eamon Rockey.
The sea change in craft beer production the world ’round has been a rising tide that shows no signs of draining out anytime soon. Last year saw the opening of 310 microbreweries and 99 brew pubs in the U.S. alone, according to the Brewers Association. Makes you thirsty just thinking about it, doesn’t it?
At last month’s Manhattan Cocktail Classic, a cowboy-hat wearing Dave Pickerell, Master Distiller for Hillrock Estate Distillery, gave me a “C’mere, kid!” crook of the head, beckoning me to something secret seeming. He pulled from his tuxedo jacket’s breast pocket a small, glass bottle full of an amber-hued liquid and grinned.
With temps in the 80s and 90s, I’m finding myself unendingly thirsty for local grapes. Over some Long Island fluke I’d picked up at the Southold Fish Market on my way back to NYC, I popped a Macari 2012 Sauvignon Blanc, which was great with my butter-seared fish with its crazy, straight-back notes of zingy lime, grapefruit, and tart apples.