Name: Blaise K
Occupation: Writer, graphic designer, now apparently a photographer too. I think the occupation would probably fall under the general category of "hack." Which is fun.
Borough: Brooklyn
What did you eat today?
Coffee with half and half and one sugar. A huge mesclun salad with chick peas, avocado, tomato, corn, mushrooms, green peppers, feta cheese, croutons, and balsamic. Slightly McSalad-ish, but with fresh, organic ingredients. I haven't been eating enough greens lately. I think the green peppers might make me fart. Oh yeah, I also ate my daily meds this morning. Does that count?
What do you never eat?
Hmmm... Well, I no longer eat mallomars because I had a problem once. One time I ate a whole box in one sitting. That's 12 mallomars. This was during, and probably a result of, the time that I gained weight for what was really the first time in my life. It was two years ago. Let's be reasonable. I got fat. then I got thin again. I feel that if I ate so much as one mallomar now, I'd be in real trouble. I avoid them like the plague. I think about them often. It's like being in AA, or something. MA, anyone? I pretty much eat everything else. I don't eat oysters, but I love seafood and shellfish. Um... I don't eat... what else don't I eat? I don't eat roast beef, but I love red meat. Roast beef tears up my stomach. It's ugly. I don't eat, like, chip shop food. I would, but I can't. It all goes back to stomach drama and often results in spending more time on the pot than I'd really like to. Is that too much information? [Ed.--There's no such thing as TMI with me, darling.] Also, I don't eat figs.
Complete this sentence: In my refrigerator, you can always find:
Ha! Good one! Um, a Brita pitcher. Though you won't always find water in it. My boyfriend loves milk and orange juice so he usually keeps one or both in my fridge. And usually there's Coca-cola or root beer in there whenever he's around. There's really nothing you can *always* find in my fridge. Except maybe capers and some film from the camera store. My dad, who's a painter and photographer, always kept film in the fridge because he said it lasts longer. When I was growing up, sometimes that was all you'd find in my childhood fridge too. I'd like to have more in my fridge. But usually when I have more food in there the majority of it never gets eaten and then it goes bad. And then I forget to throw it out. And then it's gross. And then I feel bad about myself because I wasted all of this food and people are starving and I wish I could get my money back.
What is your favorite kitchen item?
Okay. This is so predictable for anyone who knows me. My favorite kitchen item is this pair of plastic placemats that have brightly colored stripes on them. Kind of faux Merrimekko. I also bought these vintage knobs for my kitchen cabinets that have cocks on them. You know, roosters. Each one is different. Very kitschy. I love them, especially when I remember to notice them. I don't really cook. Clearly.
Where do you eat out most frequently?
I haven't gone out to eat that much lately because I'm so poor, but I do go to Bonnie's Grill on Fifth Avenue in Brooklyn. The tastiest french fries ever and the best burgers in the borough. If you go and sit at the counter the tattooed boys who work there are serving your dish with one hand and taking a swig from a Sierra Nevada with the other. Music's always good. It's just a fun place all around. The last few places that I ate out at were Patois, al di la... Oh, and I go to Le Gamin in the East Village for crepes and Veselka fairly regularly, also for crepes. And potato pancakes. And stuffed cabbage. For takeout I usually order from this Indian restaurant called Amin or this pizza place that has incredible homemade lasagna and chocolate mousse.
World ends tomorrow. What would you like for your last meal?
A cup of clam chowder with a hunk of melted butter on top from this place called the Barnacle in Marblehead.
Lobster.
Chocolate milk.
A medium rare burger from the Cross Sound Ferry snack bar. I don't know why those things are so fucking good -- I probably wouldn't want to know.
My nana's tapioca pudding, may she rest in peace (so i'm not sure how that would happen).
A light riesling.
French fries from Burger King.
Scallops.
Mussels.
Sushi from Tomoe.
Pumpkin ravioli.
Squash soup.
Kahlua ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. I'm totally going to be sick.
A cosmopolitan.
Pigs in a blanket.
And I might as well have those gd mallomars.
The chowder at the Barnacle is my favorite as well, not least because you are sitting right over the water while you eat it. In fact, I highly recommend sitting there, eating chowder, during a storm.