Only in New York

By Danielleabroad @danielleabroad
This past weekend was my last in New York--at least until June at which time I'll be running from my sister's high school graduation (already? I know!) to my friend's wedding (already?! I know, ha.) To make sure I enjoyed it to the fullest, I first cooked. My Parisian kitchen is rather limited a.k.a. stove-less amongst other things so preparing a dish for the potluck dinner was a treat. I peeled and sliced 6 parsnips and added them to a buttered dish with sliced onions, gruyere, shredded kale, and sprigs of thyme. Then I poured over a heated mixture of heavy cream, minced garlic, salt, nutmeg, white pepper, flour and more thyme. I topped with more gruyere and a pinch of nutmeg before covering the dish and placing it in a preheated oven at 400 degrees for 50 minutes. Later, at Leslie's, I baked it for another 20 minutes uncovered.
Behold, parsnip gratin. It was delicious. You can get the full recipe at feasting at home by clicking on the link.
Once prepared, I carefully placed it in the car and drove to Brooklyn for, as I've said, another potluck.
There, I enjoyed three different kinds of homemade hummus (plain, sun-dried tomato, and pesto), along with a yogurt dip, kale salad, glazed carrots, and my parsnip gratin. Five other even-lovelier-than-the-tasty-food-they-brought were present. And for dessert, we were all about the red wine chocolate fudge brownies.
Later that night I subway-ed over to Manhattan to crash my grand little's birthday party. What fun.
The next morning I had to return to Brooklyn to retrieve my car and stopped in Queens on my way home.
Why? Well, to see Miss Katie, of course! And brunch at a charming Greek restaurant that serves yummy omelettes with fries, and toast, and salad, and a complimentary mimosa for only $12. It was a busy yet wonderful 24 hours. I came home to my parents' quiet house and relaxed until sleeping for 12 hours straight. Today, I saw a fantastic movie with my Mom and now am about run out to meet friends for a glass of wine. I cannot wait to be back in Paris next weekend, but there is nothing like being in New York.