wwcitizen: (S&M In Ptown)

The subject covers two aspects of Ptown: 1) Provincetown, MA, in the winter when tourists aren't around... and 2) Matthew acting in an episode of a TV show called Off Season.
It's exciting to be in Ptown in the winter! We had a big, blustery, SNOWY winter storm Sunday - all day. And we made the absolute best of the day. We got up late and played on our pads for a while. The snow outside piled up to about 10"!!  Eventually, I dug us out to the road. Not a big deal, since the snow was fresh and light. But I had a small, trunk-ready shovel, so I had to be careful not to throw out my back. :-)
On Saturday, we drove around and took pictures, but it was dreary and rainy. We had our postponed anniversary dinner at Ross's Grille, which was fantastic! To drink, we had a bottle of Pouilly-Fuissé Chardonnay. For dinner, it was raw oysters first, then locally sourced, sauteed mussels & clams - delicious broths! Our entrees were the Cape Cod Seafood Stew.  The Off Season dictates what restaurants stay open throughout the season, and which ones close for a while after the tourist season and WHEN they close before the tourist season starts up again.  Ross's Grille closed the day after our meal and we were served the last mussels, clams, and stews that they had. We really lucked out!
Sunday night, our dinner was at the Bistro @ Crowne Pointe, which is less than a block up the hill and has GREAT views of the Pilgrims' Monument, the Town Hall, and other historic buildings. We had Cake Chardonnay with deviled eggs, Italian bread, steamed mussels, and New England clam chowder for apps. Then, of course, we HAD to have a New England steamed lobster. Really great dinner, too.
Both nights we took in the "leftover" Ptown nightlife, which was light but fun and totally cozy. Most bars have a warm, cozy and glowing fireplace. The fireplaces reminded me of places in Germany, Austria, and Prague.
All throughout the weekend and in the weeks leading up to today, Matthew & I have been running over his lines over and over again.  It's been really fun.
Monday, we relaxed and got Matthew ready for one of his scenes. The shoot started at 3pm, so I drove around Ptown on my own to take pictures of the town with the snow. It was a bit disappointing because the incessant high winds blew away most of the snow in the course of the day.
I think I got some really great shots that capture the winter Provincetown, which most of the people that come to Bear Week every summer never see or can imagine.  Matthew hadn't messaged or called that he was done, so I went to the Governor Bradford pub for a glass of Chardonnay.  I had never been in that bar before; it's quite old and charming in its own right but I think there's no A/C in the summer, which is always the first and major deterrent.
While sipping my wine at the bar, I had probably the funniest experience ever by myself in Ptown - EVER!!: 4 fishermen in from their boats at the corner of the bar trying to outdo each other with their impressions of the Cowardly Lion from the Wizard of Oz. It was so difficult not to even crack a smile in the hopes that they wouldn't stop on my account and that they might take on other characters with their (pretty decent) impressions.
I made my way to the location of the shoot taking place in a restaurant that was new to us, Sage. Matt did an excellent acting job; members of the crew were very impressed and came to me tell me they were. *happy dance*
So, this trip we went to places and areas of town that we'd never visited before. We went to the Shipwrecked Lounge, the Porchside Lounge, The Little Bar at A-House, the Governor Bradford bar, the Squealing Pig, Sage, the town's US Post Office, the very end of Commercial St, and areas of the Province Lands and National Parks that were new to us.
All in all it's been amazing trip and it does not feel like 6 days. Given our druthers, Matt and I would probably want to stay until Sunday but he has to get back and teach on Thursday evening. Can't wait to review and post some pictures of Ptown in the winter!

wwcitizen: (Biting Into Food)
Cheese is one of the worst things to have around for me when beginning a weight loss program. This fact came to mind this morning because next week starts our countdown to a summer-fit figure. Actually, it's really high time to halt all our (awesome and delicious) debauchery anyway.  Of course, around the holidays, everyone's going to have sweet and savory treats. Then there's the food: the dinners, the brunches, the parties with finger foods, the gifts of food plates and baskets. One of the staples during the holidays is cheese, which must go on holiday from my belly. 

Cheese and I have a special relationship. I absolutely love all of it. Actually, the stinkier a cheese is, the better it is for me. Plus, cheeses go well with wine! How many countless bottles of Zinfandel, Chianti, or Shiraz have passed these lips with delicious Morbier, Gorgonzola, or Stilton?

When Matthew and I put together a grocery list and we go shopping for dinner party preparations, he must think I'm insane when the (obviously) magnetized cheese displays just pull me in. Noteworthy is the fact that the word, "cheese" rarely, if ever, appears on our grocery lists. Anywhere. Matthew's reaction to my glazed over eyes is so sweet: "Yes, we forgot to include cheese, dear. My mistake." And then I go about my cheese hunt.

I want cheese on everything when I'm not on a diet.  However, I find that cheese and seafood don't really work well together. Perhaps as with a cold antipasti and with cubes of Provolone, Caciocavallo, Mozarella, or Parmesan, but not as a gooey, melted topping for a seafood dish. Gruyère might be possible, say with shrimp, but doesn't it all become too rich?  In the end, who cares??  It's just more cheese after all, right?  YAY!  Cheese!

Next week, I'll have to start steering clear of Manhattan cheese boutiques (e.g. Murray's Cheese) and the cheese counters in nearby grocery stores. I heard that one of specialty grocery stores we went to over the holidays about 20 minutes from here will become a Wegmans. When I heard that, my heart skipped a beat and my soul soared thinking, "Awesome cheese!" 

Wegman's was the grocery store that helped me return to America culturally when I moved to NJ from Austria over 15 years ago.  The store felt like a European home where I could get good breads, cold cuts, and, above all, excellent cheese.  Their cheese displays are the most mesmerizing and beautiful. Happily for now, there's Whole Foods down the hill from us, German and Italian markets around the corner from our place, and other local stores that carry a nice array of cheese.

I'm going to miss cheese next week, starting Jan. 2. *sniff*
wwcitizen: (S&M Martinis)
This sums up quite nicely my love for wine in general. I fell in love with red wine, in particular, all over again on the cruise with my father through Scandinavia (3 different wine tastings) and after I saw this scene in Sideways. Matt's more of a Pinot Noir person than I am, but this scene made me want to try all different wineries' Pinots. I typically would choose a Zinfandel or a Shiraz before a Pinot, rarely a Merlot, and often a Beaujolais Nouveau when in season (which always reminds me of Leipzig, Germany). I do love Bordeaux wines, and Cabernet Sauvignon is fun when you don't want to expend the energy to think about what you're enjoying.
[Sitting outside on a porch after dusk under low light.]
Miles Raymond: ... Why are you into wine?
Maya: Oh I... I think I... I originally got in to wine through my ex-husband.
Miles Raymond: Ah.
Maya: You know, he had this big, sort of show-off cellar, you know.
Miles Raymond: Right.
Maya: But then I discovered that I had a really sharp palate.
Miles Raymond: Uh-huh.
Maya: And the more I drank, the more I liked what it made me think about.
Miles Raymond: Like what?
Maya: Like what a fraud he was.
[Miles laughs softly.]
Maya: No, I- I like to think about the life of wine.
Miles Raymond: Yeah.
Maya: How it's a living thing. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I like to think about all the people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it's an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I like how wine continues to evolve, like if I opened a bottle of wine today it would taste different than if I'd opened it on any other day, because a bottle of wine is actually alive. And it's constantly evolving and gaining complexity. That is, until it peaks, like your '61. And then it begins its steady, inevitable decline.
Miles Raymond: Hmm.
Maya: And it tastes so fucking good.

I have an appreciation for white wines, as well, but my go-to white is Chardonnay or Chablis. Pinot Grigio is fun as are some Rieslings. I'm very partial to a German wine that we can't get here - Frankenwein - from the northern section of Bavaria. Gorgeous wine that tastes best there. There are some really great Rhine wines and Baden wines from southern Germany, as well, but they are best enjoyed during the late spring and summer in their regions. I would love to find a good Staufen wine again.

wwcitizen: (This is tasty)
Got this email from Centro Vinoteca. If you're in the NYC area and looking for a good place to go eat, check out this place. Also, they have different "deals" going on like the one below that will keep you coming back (such as half priced wine orders on Mondays - see below...).
Dear Centro Vinoteca Customers -

We are happy to introduce our new Wine Tasting Sundays! Starting Sunday, April 18th, Centro Vinoteca will be offering a wine tasting menu featuring four Italian wines each pared with a delicious dish, only $45. Please open the attached file to view the complete menu.

Also, we want to remind you of our Monday Wine Deal, where you can purchase any bottle of wine 50% off. And don't forget our Aperitivo Happy Hour where you can enjoy a free Piccolini, $5 beers, $7 quartinos of wine, and $8 special cocktails.

Thank you and we hope to see you soon!

Centro Vinoteca

Might go back here soon!
wwcitizen: (Wanna chat?)
We had our annual Fordham University Thanksgiving Dinner on Saturday. It was successful from top to bottom (from the attendees' point of view, which really is all that matters, right?). The only things that disappointed us were 1) we were cooking up to the last minute, 2) my cranberry relish wasn't complete, and I had to rush through it after people had started arriving, 3) we discovered all too late that we had a great spot for people to take holiday pictures (see the lamp post pic below), and 4) it felt like it went way too fast!

After easily 24 hours of preparation (from planning, shopping, Matt cooking the wonderful food, moving furniture, decorating, etc.), the party was done in a mere 6 hours. The 18 people there ate typically two plates apiece, and between us all had at least 14 bottles of wine and about 4-5 martinis (which I made). They all left happy, with party favors (below), and full, but somehow not having made a visible dent in the food! We have sooooo many leftovers.

It's strange how it works out that it's all over so quickly, isn't it? Doesn't seem fair. Check out the pictures of the food, decorations, party favors, and the holiday photo corner.

Party Favors:

Table with decorations:

Dishes and glasses:


The food!

Photo corner:

Our holiday picture:
wwcitizen: (Feel Like an Ass)
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] samblasted for this one (I was kinda scared at my results, actually):

wwcitizen: (Tasty Thoughts)
Just had a cute conversation with my dad about beer. His standard M.O. is when he calls to start off with, "Quick question; you got a minute?" I guess he figures that up here with all these New York minutes, I'm running around from place to place. He also thinks I'm a big partier and heavy drinker for some reason. I have two or three glasses of wine every three or four days, and that constitutes heavy drinking - for a man born in the heart of the depression in the South, who's never had "hard liquor," as he calls it.

I guess my two dirty martinis at dinner last year at the beach on vacation (when my bro-in-law was driving) really made an impression on my dad. Or was it the little travel-sized bottles of whiskey I brought 5 years ago to have with a cigarette at the beach for a nightcap.

He wanted to know which 12 oz bottle of beer was more expensive - Bud Light or Heineken. He's obsessed with the cost of things, which ultimately helps him decide what he's going to use and/or what he's going to bring to a family gathering to share. It's cute for outsiders, but inside the family, we wish hed just enjoy what he's got rather than worry about whether we've tasted something or not.

Truth be told: I love beer. I miss beer and it's now something I drink on special occassions. Like when I have the caloric bandwidth. In fact, I'm making a tag for beer just to discuss the beers I've had and will have - with friends, of course. Thatll be fun.

Dad couldn't figure out where the bottles had come from, but it must've been when I was at his house once a couple of years ago. Dad and I discussed different culinary options for his forlorn bottles of beer. After all, "Good glory!". He doesn't drink beer! He goes, "you're not much of a beer guzzler anymore are ya? How much are you drinking now?"


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