Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Eatin' Out - Pho Grand

277C Grand Street at Forsyth
I never understood Pho. I thought -- Wow, a big boring bowl of Vietnamese beef noodle soup: no big whoop. Check me out, I can make some soup! Please give me bbq pork, or salt-n-pepper squid when I have Vietnamese...

I was obviously retarded, and Grand Pho is the reason I have changed my mind. The Xe Lua (#1, Combination Extra Big Bowl Beef Soup Six Differences Brisket, Navel, Frank, Omosa Tendon & Eye or Round) is amazing. Essentially, six kinds of beef (one coming as rare as can be) in a deeply rich and satisfying beef broth with noodles, bean sprouts, green onions and as much hot sauce as you can stand. Number 13, the pork Pho, is also great. Any day this winter it's been cold and rainy, I have been ordering in from these guys. Total deal: $5.25 for something hand, toe and soul-warming. I'll give Kaplan the credit for sussing this one out from the Voice.

Monday, January 23, 2006

One Vice Down

I went to the dermatologist a couple weeks back because even though I am 36, I am apparently doomed to get ugly, painful, cystic acne for the rest of my life. Well, Miss Smarty-Pants-About- Everything-Skin learned something new: coffee can cause skin problems. Since I've been drinking a strong cup or two of coffee daily for about 20 years, wouldn't it be completely genius if something so simple was causing the problem?

I decided to do something good for myself, and switched over to the much-touted miracle drink, green tea, about 2 weeks ago. Jury's still out on if it's doing anything for my skin, but at least I won't get about 6 kinds of cancer, heart disease, or gain weight. Maybe its special powers will give me that long-hoped for superpower of teleportation. Plus, it's apparently cool, and a great interest (obsession?) to have if working in Chinatown. A million different kinds of green tea in every store. Proving to be very fond of Lemon Green Tea. The caffeine withdrawal from super-charged espressos wasn't even that bad, at least if you don't count sleeping through an entire weekend.

Do you think this offsets the Jameson's and sodas I had by the gallon over the weekend?

Friday, January 13, 2006

Eatin' Out - Una Pizza Napoletana

349 E. 12th Street
Wed-Sun 5pm until the dough is gone
Sort of an artisinal pizza maker, the heavily-tattooed owner makes each pizza by hand and bakes it in a wood-fired brick oven as you order it. He calls it Vera pizza Napolentana - true Napoletana pizza - and the crust truly is something to die for. There are only 4 kinds of pizza available, all simple and made with the finest ingredients: buffalo mozzarella, extra-virgin olive oil, garlic, sea salt, basil, and fresh tomatoes. No sides, but drinks are offered.

The pizza I had was a classic Margherita, and while I don't know if it was worth $18.95, it was really tasty. The grease from the cheese puddled on the middle of the pie, which caused the ingredients to slide off but again, it was all about the crust: not too thin and crispy but certainly not doughy either. Pillowy and fantastic.

No reservations accepted, and with two guys working the whole joint, it can be slow. An italian son and father combo acted like real jackasses the night I was there, complaining before they even sat down about the service. The harried waiter told them "Eat here, or don't eat here. It is your choice." He walked away leaving them seething. They fact that they stayed says something about the pizza.

Arrive early or expect to wait for a table.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

The Past Few Weeks

Review of Vieques, PR / Dec 25th to Jan 1st:
85 degrees, sunny every day, very chilled out, more expensive than expected, gorgeous beaches, read a lot of books and spent much quality time with the lovely Kate Gleason.
Rating: A-

Review of Montreal, Canada / Jan 4th to Jan 9th:
Freezing, stayed in the Fairmont downtown where John-n-Yoko had their "Bed-In" in the 70s. Very nice hotel, seems like a cool city but didn't get to see anything but the printer and three Bennigan's-like restaurants near the plant. Press check at the new printer was rough as it gets, no sleep for nearly two days at a stretch, almost had a nervous breakdown but magazine is done and looks pretty good. And Canadians know no sense of urgency
Rating: C.

P.S. New Yorkers are always that impatient asshole sighing with frustration, no matter where they go.

Monday, January 09, 2006

V-Best

Here's an absolutely fantastic write-up of the place I work from The Sunday Times in London. V Magazine is truly like nothing else, and it also managed to ruin my life for the past 5 days by proving to be nearly impossible to print in Montreal.....




Fantasy & freedom
Following its own idiosyncratic creative path, V magazine goes where other fashion glossies fear to tread, says Colin McDowell

What magazine is twice as tall and wide as all the others, uses the photographers Mario Testino, Nick Knight, Nan Goldin, David Sims, Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin, once featured Kate Moss on its cover wearing a beard, and describes itself as “unisex, but swinging both ways”?

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The answer is V, a publication that makes other high-fashion glossies look about as exciting as a WI newsletter, and whose first five years are chronicled in a new book. For anyone interested in fashion, graphic design and the coolest of international lifestyles, V has consistently broken new ground, making each issue an instant collector’s item. Not since Andy Warhol’s Interview in the 1970s has there been anything as visually stimulating and shocking — or anything that has celebrated its creative freedom quite so playfully.

Published from chaotic offices in New York, the magazine is the brainchild of Stephen Gan, a Filipino with Chinese roots who moved to New York when he was 18. Gan is a visionary in the same spirit as the great Alexey Brodovitch, the creative director of Harper’s Bazaar in the 1930s (a role now held by Gan), who trained photographers such as Richard Avedon and Irving Penn.

Whereas most magazines today are launched principally to generate advertising revenue, and every new arrival apes and devalues those currently on the newsstands, Gan cheerfully and courageously does his own thing. V’s trademarks — apart from its size — are its bold layouts, typography and fashion photography. The visual power is apparent from its covers. Strong and challenging, they feature iconic faces such as Iman, Linda Evangelista and Kate Moss (one of Gan’s favourites), Missy Elliott, Alex Kapranos and Gwen Stefani. Nobody ever refuses the V cover. The contributors, too, are drawn from the creative A list, and include Salman Rushdie, Karl Lagerfeld, Miuccia Prada and Bruce Weber.

So, what of its fashion? Well, V likes a bit of bling, is in love with the LA music scene and gets excited over boybands and young male designers such as Raf Simons and Hedi Slimane. It also has its big-name favourites, including Dior, Chanel and Gucci, whose advertising pays the bills.

Yet its remit is wider than who is currently putting what on the world’s runways, or who is having a red-carpet moment. A feature dedicated to heroes spotlights people who have had a long-lasting impact on the creative world, including artists such as Victor Vasarely, film directors such as Michael Powell, who made the 1940s classics Black Narcissus and The Red Shoes, couturiers Yves Saint Laurent and Charles James, and luminaries of the design world such as Ettore Sottsass and Philippe Starck.

V has had the courage to put Trent Ford in an evening dress, create portraits of designers from hundreds of tiny runway shots of their shows, and give the Venice Biennale several pages long before Frieze and Art Basel became part of the fashion world. Its first cover was a Testino shot of Jude Law, who had made himself up as a bizarre-looking native. V has continued the boldness ever since.

Thirty years ago, fashion magazines were still exciting, original and different from each other because each one was a reflection of the personality and interests of its editor and art editor. Since then, the need to outsell rivals has robbed the fashion magazines of all their character. If you don’t believe me, collect a few of them, hide their titles, then see if you can tell any difference in the covers.

V is uniquely different. It is the idiosyncratic child of a passionate editorial team working with an editor who has incredibly sensitive antennae for the significance of the moment. The result is a cultural primer of art, music, film and fashion that amazes with every page of every issue. What other fashion magazine can you say that about?

V-Best: Best of V Magazine is published by Steidl (£80). Available from The Photographer’s Gallery; 020 7831 1772

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Eatin' Out: Little Giant

85 Orchard @ Broome St
212-226-5047
I had one fantastic meal here on Friday night with Ms. O'Connor. As per my favorite style of eating, we had 5 appetizers/small dishes instead of 2 main courses, lingering over the creative combinations of tastes while stuffing our faces for almost 3 hours. The chestnut soup was swirled with nutmeg, creating a meld of flavors that still has me smacking my lips days later thinking about it. Roasted baby brussel sprouts with maple syrup were perfect. A huge portion of chicken liver mousse served with mache, onion-fig compote and hazelnuts tempted me to put the extra in my bag for a snack later. The beet salad with sauteed beet greens and Humboldt Fog cheese, and the endive salad were fresh and gorgeous, and a three-cheese plate of female-made American artisanal cheeses plus a glass of Fonseca finished off a really amazing meal.

Reservations recommended.

Another Reason Brooklyn Rules

People at my work who live in the city: at the office today.
People at my work who live in Brooklyn (4 total): SNOWDAY!!

I don't buy for ONE second that New Yorkers are full of good cheer, and possessed by a "We are all in this together!" spirit while humping it 6 miles through Brooklyn in 25 degree weather. Still -- thumbs up to the transit strike and god bless the Internet for allowing me to work from home.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

The Not So Cold, Hard Facts of Life

I love when the newspaper spells something wrong, or messes up their facts. Perhaps it makes me feel smart - but my, it's sometimes DAMN funny. For example:

Best Porn Errors, as recounted in Mediaweek:
Fairchild Publications, publisher of Jane and Modern Bride, announced it will pull some 200,000 copies of YM Your Prom off newsstands after Studio 17, a prom-dress advertiser, mistakenly printed a child-porn Web site address in two of its six ad pages. Fairchild had put a total of 680,000 copies on newsstand in late December, but an estimated 75 percent had already been sold.

Correction of the Year from the Denver Daily News:
The Denver Daily News would like to offer a sincere apology for a typo in Wednesday’s Town Talk regarding New Jersey’s proposal to ban smoking in automobiles. It was not the author’s intention to call New Jersey ‘Jew Jersey.’

A full list of these fun-and-games is here.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Casey to Pirates

My mom's favorite player, Sean Casey of the Cincinnati Reds, was traded yesterday, to the Pirates for Dave Williams, a #4 starter with a 4.4 ERA. Casey, a popular player often called the "Mayor of Cincinnati", was being paid $8.5 mil while Williams salary is $1.4 mil so it probably was time for him to go, even if it is one of those heartless business moves that happen regularly in baseball today. While I found Casey to be a big ol' doofus singles hitter, he is an old-fashioned baseball guy, and the loss of this eight-year veteran's presence in the clubhouse is not a good thing for the Reds.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

What I Do for Work

I know people think I spend ALL DAY on line at work, which is partially true, but I also get to produce cool projects like this one. Visionaire 47: Taste was released last week with much acclaim and TONS of sales at Art Basel in Miami. John, my co-worker, is mortified that the AP picked up his Willy Wonka quote, and reprinted it in many locations, including Al-Jazeera. Not exactly what the Visionaire art asthetic demands...He is officially banned from talking to all reporters from here on out.