You Are What You Eat, Luisa Weiss

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Name: Luisa Weiss

Occupation: Literary scout and Wednesday Chef

Borough: Manhattan

Relationship status: Yes, in one.

What did you eat today?

Breakfast: Hot apple cider and a whole-wheat roll from Bread Alone. Lunch: fennel taralli from Caputo Brothers, a plate of steamed broccoli with lemon juice and olive oil, a slice of Cacio di Roma and a Suncrisp apple. Dinner: half a calamari-citrus salad and half a plate of red-chile braised pork with mashed plantains and collard greens at Rocking Horse Café (a girlfriend and I shared).

What do you never eat?

Cilantro, dill, mayonnaise, raw spinach. [Interesting...it's hard for me to imagine a life without cilantro. I'm sure it must taste different to people who don't like it. --Ed.]

Complete this sentence: In my refrigerator, you can always find:

mustard, butter, cherry jam, maple syrup, multivitamins, light soymilk, carrots, orange juice, eggs, Parmigiano, peanut butter, tomato paste in a tube, Liberte plain yogurt and Sherry.

What is your favorite kitchen item?

acpan.JPGMy All-Clad stainless steel pan. Oh, and the Wüsthof chef’s knife that my father gave me to in college and is still the best knife I own.

Where do you eat out most frequently?

At lunchtime, I usually vary between the soba noodles in broth at Ennju near Union Square and the Indian lentil soup at City Bakery (to make up for the occasional inside-out chocolate cookie I have for dessert). And if I’m at neither of those places, you can find me choking down leftovers at my desk from some newspaper recipe dish that’s STILL sitting in my fridge. As for dinner, I’m not really a creature of habit. If I’m not cooking (which, let’s face it, isn’t that often), we’ll head down to Moustache in the West Village or I’ll try to convince my boyfriend to go to Grand Sichuan on 52nd Street with me (I rarely succeed and we end up at Spice on 8th Avenue).

World ends tomorrow. What would you like for your last meal?

I don’t know that I’d have much of an appetite. I’d like my mother to make me spaghetti with cherry tomato sauce. And I’d like a bowlful of ripe apricots picked from the tree behind my aunt’s old summer house in Italy.

Luisa is the Wednesday Chef. At her web home, she tries out a staggering number of Wednesday food section recipe clippings. Her kitchen stamina is super impressive and her photography's delicious.

2 Comments

Hmm, to your cilantro note, I grew up HATING cilantro and literally a week and a half ago, I was eating it and thinking "Hmm, it's not so bad anymore..." It still tastes the same but I suddenly don't mind the taste. I would even say I like it, since I then went out and bought some. :)

I was also taken aback to learn that certain people hate cilantro in a very specific way. I've run into a couple people with this taste recently, and I think they were both Japanese, if that means anything.

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