Saturday, 12 February 2011

The view from the Q

As pleasant as it would be to be able to walk to work. There simple is no way I could afford my own place in Manhattan. So, it's back to the regular daily subway/tube ride I know and love from London.

Subways in New York are broken down into express and local services. If you aren't used to it, this can be pretty confusing and frustrating, as you sail past the stop you wanted, but after a while it becomes second nature. The closest express line into the city from around me is the Q which gets me into Union Square in around 15 minutes.

As a brucey bonus, it offers up spectacular views of the Brooklyn Bridge and the financial district on my commute.

Steak Salad

The restaurants, cafes, delis and bathroom appliance stores around me all do pretty excellent food. So it's tempting to live like a New Yawker, and eat out for every meal. Not only is this tempting, it's actually cheaper than buying good ingredients and cooking for yourself.

This would be disrespectful to my new Ikea kitchen unit, or Bekväm, to give him his proper name.

So, what to make?

I hadn't had any good steak since I arrived, so I hunted down the classic NY cut at a local butcher.
The New York Strip. It's not a cut we have in the UK, but it's the centre piece of a T-Bone steak, so just ask for it.

Steak with tomato salad
Serves 1              Preparation time: Up to 60 minutes                Cooking time: 10 minutes

Ingredients:

New York Strip steak (at least 1 inch thick)
A large handful of Cherry Tomatoes
3 or 4 Spring Onions (scallions in the US)
Small teaspoon of Pesto
2 Garlic cloves, sliced lengthwise
Olive Oil
Salt and Pepper


Method:

1) Season your steak lightly with salt and pepper. Pour on a small amount of olive oil then rub this into the steak with slice of garlic. The steak needs to be room temperature before it's cooked, so if you've just taken it out of the fridge it might need up to an hour to warm up. If it's cooked while cold the meat will tense up and you'll be left with a tough and rubbery excuse for a steak.

2) While your steak is warming up, chop your cherry tomatoes into halves or quarters (depending on their size). And slice up your spring onions.

3) Place the spring onions and tomatoes in a small bowl, spoon a very small teaspoon of pesto over them, then pour on a bit of olive oil and grate a generous amount of black pepper (there will be salt in the pesto, but if it's not enough then feel free to add a pinch of salt as well). Mix well. The sweetness of the tomatoes balances out the richness of the steak, while the basil in the pesto enriches the mix.

4) Five minutes before you want to cook your steak, put your pan on the heat and get it as hot as it can be. Whether it's a frying pan, griddle pan or BBQ, the principle stays the same. The hotter the pan, the better the colour on the outside and the more easily you'll achieve a pink result on the inside. You won't need to oil the pan, there should be easily enough fat in the steak. It will still generate quite a large amount of smoke, so you may want to open windows, unplug the smoke detecter, turn on a fan, etc...

5) Cooking times depend on your preference on meat. I like mine medium rare so I'd go for 3 minutes on either side. 4 minutes a side for medium, 6 minutes for well done (you heathen). But this depends on the thickness of the steak and the heat of your pan. As Mark Zuckerberg once said, "When in doubt, give it a poke". There is a good guide to how it should feel here: How to cook steak

6) Once it's cooked, let it rest for 4 minutes or so. Juices will seep out of your meat (ohh err) as it relaxes, but these can be poured back over it when you transfer it to a serving plate.

7) Transfer to a plate, pour over the juices and pile the tomato salad on top. Give a final grating of black pepper if required.

In addition to this, I love to put a thin slice of blue cheese between the steak and the tomatoes. This melts into the steak and the salty richness enhances the steaks natural flavours. It's not to everyones taste, but if you've got some left over stilton (or better still Stilchilton) lying around, it makes a world of difference.

Steak and Salad. Done.

Thursday, 10 February 2011

Baby Police

I hope when this guy grows up they give him a real police car.

Do they make the criminal sit on the back?

Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Dither Down

The blind situation grows more desperate by the day. Actually, that's not strictly true. The blind situation actually stays at the same level of desperateness. But that doesn't really sound as good.

The first thing I bought for my flat was a set of blinds so I can keep the sun out and walk naked around my apartment with impunity, etc.

There is a shared ladder in the building, but someone has had it in their apartment for the last couple of weeks. My landlord told me it was a guy in the ground floor who had borrowed it, so I went knocking on his door to ask for it back. Turned out he'd put it back and now someone else has it. Bah.

None the less, he's an interesting guy, and is building a recording studio in his apartment, not a big studio, clearly. To be honest, you'd struggle to get more than one or two instruments in there, but you've got to admire the optimism. Turns out he puts out two or three records every month on his label, Dither Down, and could do with some extra design help, so I might end up working with him.
At this point I should probably point out that no money will be exchanged as my contract forbids me to do any freelance work.

He gave me a record as a gift. I told him I didn't have a turn table. He argued that now I had a reason to buy one.


The kitchen situation improves

Today I finally got around to building a new kitchen unit. Until today I've been making do with around two sq feet of workspace. I've been chopping vegetables in the sink, balancing plates on the drying rack and slicing bread on the cooker top.

Anyway, below is a photo of my new improved kitchen. In order to fit the unit in I had to move my fridge into my front room, but that just means the beer is closer when I'm watching TV.

Frankly, this new setup is win-fucking-win. Why has no one thought of this until now?



Healthcare day

A rather nice tradition of IBNY is to have regular wednesday lunchtime speeches, which are always accompanied by food of some sort.

Today it was the turn of Interbrand Health to discuss the role of brand in healthcare. I'd go into detail on the subject, but I know my audience better than that. I'm well aware that what you guys really want to know, was what kind of food was provided for the healthcare speech.

Pizza.
Obviously.
Frankly, they'd have struggled to find a less healthy food, but who am I to complain?
I'm not here for the irony. It's just a pleasant bonus.

Watching 35 giant pizza boxes being set up is a pretty impressive sight.


And what was the pizza like? 
Was it as delicious as the boxes claim? 

Errm... it was ok at best. Free though.

However, I did manage to discover a new kind of pizza. The one on top is a chicken schnitzel pizza. Battered, fried chicken, which is then chopped up and put on a pizza. Someone needs to tell Scotland about this. They've missed a trick.


Schlep Less


This is not only my first piece of US junkmail. 
I'm also pretty sure it's the first piece of junkmail I've received with a Yiddish headline.


For those who don't get down with Yiddish:


Schlep

  [shlep]  Show IPAverb, schlepped, schlep·ping, noun Slang .
–verb (used with object)
1.
to carry; lug: to schlep an umbrella on a sunny day.
–verb (used without object)
2.
to move slowly, awkwardly, or tediously: We schleppedfrom store to store all day.


(with thanks to dictionary.com)

Monday, 7 February 2011

My apartment arrives pt. 02

A whole bunch more stuff arrived via FedEx today, with only one small breakage (a cup).

Now I have even more things to put away, build and store. Soon it'll be like I have a real home.

Also, I finally got my Social Security number today. So I'm like a real citizen. Now I have this, the next part of my diabolical plan can come into fruition. I can get a credit card! Mu hu hahahaha....

My packages looked a little neater when they left the Uk.


The FedEx van looks cool though. But then I'm biased as I'm rather attached to the logo



Sunday, 6 February 2011

My apartment arrives

Here it is. Delivered late by two of the surliest gentlemen I've ever had to pleasure to meet.

Did I really need to buy an enormous plant? Probably not.

Shall I spend the next few lines of my blog justifying it? Hell no.


This lot will keep me busy for quite a while I'd imagine. For now I'm sleeping on the mattress on the floor. Luckily I also bought a pillow.

London

My supervisor seems like a really decent guy. A massive New Yorker called Joe. Shaking his hand makes me feel like I have lady fingers. He nicely changed the name on my postbox downstairs after I'd moved in.
Unfortunately I think he may have been a little distracted when he wrote down my name.


If he was going for a place, he could have at least put the country of my surname.

I'd change it, but I rather like it. Makes me laugh anyway.

Ikea: Trip #04

Another day, another trip to Ikea.

This time I spent the morning there and thankfully they had everything I wanted. Namely, a bed, some drawers for my clothes, a kitchen unit to prep food and a cheap folding table to eat off.

I can't tell you guys how much I hope I don't have to go back to Ikea again soon. Once the stuff gets delivered I'll be spending most of my free time building it all.

Free time is a rather poor choice of phrase I'm afraid. While Ikea is cheap as chips, when bought in bulk, it certainly adds up. I filled 4 flat bed trollies with all my stuff. I needed two employees just to help me get it to the tills.


Yeah, that's €1119 at Ikea. That's also the 4th time I've been. God knows what the final bill is going to be. It's going to be nice to exist here without having to rinse my savings. Google keeps prompting me to include ads on this blog. Maybe I should try and reclaim my money that way. Or charge rent to those who come and stay with me. I'd sell my body but I'm not sure I'd get much for it. Especially here where things tend to be bought by the pound. I've already have at least 3 people tell me to put on weight.

Hopefully this view of Ikea will be the last time I see it for the foreseeable future.

A Shameless copy #02


VINCENT
You'll dig it the most. But you know what the funniest thing about Europe is? JULES What? VINCENT It's the little differences. A lotta the same shit we got here, they got there, but there they're a little different. JULES Examples?

Does Skins even have the same meaning in the states? It seems a little unlikely. 

Anyone have any other suggestions of Channel 4 shows they can import? Countdown maybe? They'd probably do a really good job of The It Crowd, although it might tread on the toes of The Big Bang Theory.

But who'd win in a fight between Moss vs Sheldon. Only one way to find out! 

Fiiiiiiiiiiight!!!!!




Thanks!

Hi everyone.

Thanks for reading my stream of consciousness. I can't believe how many of you are still reading this. Despite me only giving this link out to around 15 people I've had over 400 hits in the last two weeks.
I still can't quite believe it's only been two weeks since I flew over here.

Anyway, please ignore my earlier message about not being able to post from here. While I won't be able to get my own internet connection until I get my social security number and a credit card (this might take a couple of weeks) some kind and thoughtful individual in an apartment opposite mine has thoughtfully left their wireless connection unlocked. It's not an ideal situation. I have to sit in my windowsill to get a signal, but at least I get a nice view and I can still feel in touch with the world.

So thank you Mr. Linksys router. You've made the next couple of weeks far more pleasant. I sincerely promise not to stream any videos or download any large files on your connection, and the second I can get my own connection I shall do.

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