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Shrimp Egg Rolls

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Crispy outside with a warm, flavorful filling, these Shrimp Egg Rolls are beyond delicious! They’re packed with a mix of vermicelli noodles, sautéed veggies, shrimp and plenty of flavorings , then fried till crunchy and golden brown. Serve them as an appetizer, a light main or party side dish! Reasons You’ll Love This Recipe So easy to make! Prepare the simple filling, assemble the rolls, then fry to crispy perfection! They keep for days: Leftovers store well for days and reheat wonderfully in an air fryer. They’re even freezer-friendly! Great for any occasion: These are a crowd favorite! Make them for game day or a holiday party, they’ll disappear in a flash. Ingredients Needed to Make Shrimp Egg Rolls This shrimp egg roll recipe is made with fresh ingredients and loaded with authentic Asian flavors. The filling consists of sautéed vegetables, shrimp and plenty of flavorings. Serve them as appetizers or as the main course with fried rice ,  vegetable stir fry and/or th

Orange Wine Can’t Be ‘Cool’ Forever. That’s a Good Thing.

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A while back, a video started to circulate around Instagram. Brooklyn comedian George Civeris was getting something off his chest: “I can’t believe I fell for orange wine for three years,” he says. “It’s because I have too much faith in food professionals because of my progressive politics.” The crowd roars.  His comments are tongue in cheek, of course. But judging by many of the responses to the post, he’s not alone. “Why is this still a thing?” one commenter asks. Another raises the requisite question: “but was it FUNKY?!” A backlash, to be sure, has been bubbling up for years. After all, a New Yorker writer deemed orange wine an “ assault on pleasure ” a couple years ago. What he may have gotten right, all the way back in 2018, was that orange wine had become “a regular character in a particular social niche.” You know the one he means. And whatever your stance on orange wine (this writer, it should be noted, is generally a fan) you’ve got to admit it’s easy to mock. Now, we’v

A Vineyard Grows at Ground Zero

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The day I saw the towers fall, I never thought I’d plant wine grapes in their place.  I’d been called for jury duty and after failing to find a legal spot for my dead mother’s Cadillac near my bachelor pad in Greenwich Village, I threw up my hands, prayed to the parking ticket gods and headed toward the C train. A flaming orange hole in Tower One greeted me when I turned onto Sixth Avenue.  “Don’t take the subway,” a friend who’d been in the 1993 Trade Center bombing advised me when I called her from a payphone. I threw up my hands and set off on foot. At Canal Street, a boom and an acrid plume poured out of Tower Two.  “Those two buildings are connected,” a cabby at a filling station said knowingly. “A fire in one spreads to the other.” Got it. On to jury duty!   It soon became clear that everyone else was heading in the opposite direction. As I neared the part of town that would by the afternoon be called “Ground Zero,” a cop stopped me.  “Where the hell do you think you’re goin