My First Post...Barf!

Of course on the first evening that I have committed to posting on this blog, I am sick.
Not sick like flu sick, nor do I have a summer cold, that would be too easy. I think I have food poisoning.

How did this happen? It happened from eating cold leftover Smoke Berkshire Pork.
The dish was delicious the first time around on Saturday. It was ordered at Gotham Bar and Grill, at a fabulous dinner with my family. Four family members got the steak (the bone marrow custard rocked my socks), my wise younger brother ordered the duck (not spicy curry the waitress pointed out, but layered beautiful aromatic curry), and I (perhaps in a quest to be different?) ordered the Smoked Berkshire Pork.

But I digress. I am writing this blog to help out the every-women. The ones who are young, and struggling to lead a "normal" life and eat a "normal" meal in the cutthroat jungle known as Manhattan. I write for the women who rolls her eyes when a housewife from Nebraska asks her if living in New York "really is like Sex and the City". I write for the women who cringes when someone gets on the elevator at the 12th floor...and gets off at the 15th.

On this note I pledge to:
*Cook meals as often as possible. For my husband, for myself, for a dinner party, etc.
*Take you where I go to get my ingredients and inspiration, be it the Union Square Greenmarket for heirloom tomatoes or Whole Foods for prepared gnocchi.
*Tell you truthfully and honestly my mistakes and mess-ups in the kitchen, so they are not repeated.
*Provide you with the recipes to do this yourselves.

Together we can put dinner on the table AND be chic, savvy New Yorkers, without breaking a sweat.
I am so excited!