Sunday, December 02, 2007

Christine's

After a very long week, I convinced Brian and Ben to have dinner at Christine's Friday night. It felt like seventh heaven. I love that place. It's one of my last East Village cozy places still standing.

Christine's sells mostly diner food with specialty Polish dishes. I ordered sauerkraut pirogies and kielbasa. I recognized the wife of the couple at the next table. She works at the pirogi shop a few blocks down the street. Lots of unfancy people enjoying their dinners.

It felt as nice as Thanksgiving.

Speaking of which....we had a wonderful time celebrating the holiday up in Phoenicia, New York - - a poor cousin to its neighbor Woodstock (15 minutes away). The weather was mild enough for us to go hiking in the mountains surrounding the farm house we stayed in with my brother. It was a beautiful, run down true farm house - no fancy stove, no high tech stereo system, etc. The house sits on the edge of a huge stream with the foot of a mountain beginning across the water. You could hear the stream through the closed windows....beautiful, peaceful music.

I brined a turkey and we cooked up a feast while listening to WAMC - North Country Radio. I listened to a Bob Dylan documentary, Alice's Restaurant , a James Taylor performance up in Stockbridge and lots of great local shows. Come to think of it. That felt like seventh heaven too.

6 comments:

jar said...

That sounds absolutely beautiful.

ellesu said...

A memorable Thanksgiving to be sure. ....I cannot imagine what sauerkraut pirogis would taste like. I've only had the potato and cheese ones.

von Krankipantzen said...

If I ever come to NY for a visit I am so totally talking to you first. You know all the best sounding places.

Dr. Deb said...

Sounds like a great time all around.

Julie said...

wow, what a classic fantasy Thanksgiving (seriously)! I used to watch Alice's Restaurant every Thanksgiving day . . . and then I tired of it.

glad you went to Christine's!

nejyerf said...

when i first read this post i thought you wrote "i BRAINED a turkey" which i took to mean that you clubbed the turkey over the head before you cooked it.

and i was all impressed that a city girl would kill her own thanksgiving turkey.

obviously i had to reread the post and was relieved to discover that you merely BRINED the turkey.

your thanksgiving sounded wonderful.