SCHNITZEL & THINGS STORE

March 22, 2011 in jewish and israeli food

1. the symbol of world domination.

2. mister culverlake, playing hookie from work...

3. check out all those schnitzels

4. schnitzel store's first two customers being anxious because it was 10:30am and we hadn't had our morning schnitzel yet. which is like a million times worse than it being 10:30am and not having your morning coffee yet, fyi.

5. food trucks, sticking 2gether.

6. the first schnitz sandwich. with cranberry compote. omg.

the mothership has landed. and it's on 3rd avenue between 45th and 46th. and it plays good head bopping music and it has little schnitzel nuggets for your salad. it is amazing. it is like a little clubhouse for schnitzel lovers. oh this is the most exciting thing ever and i am so proud of my schnitzel truck friends :-)

errybody, go there now!!

-yeh!!!!!!!!!!

p.s. don't worry, the truck will still be making its rounds!

liars, cheaters, and identity crises pastries

November 07, 2010 in jewish and israeli food

{things i ate this weekend}

my phở virginity was stolen

almost beyond my will,

because at the top of its lungs, the world yelled soup weather

and since i wanted a sandwich, i tried to plug my ears. but it was too loud.

so there it was, my first phở...with uncomfortably confusing condiments and boring rice doodles.

it was fine. but i was expecting my mind to be blown, a la my first bánh mì experience, and it was not.

i thought phở was supposed to be life-changing, people! need i try it again at a better place?

i ate a schnitzel. that was not from the schnitzel truck.

it felt naughty that i wasn't in midtown,

with my bike,

eating it out of foil,

and licking mustard off of my hands.

yes, i cheated. i'm sorry, schnitzel truck. i just don't do well not being able to see you on weekends. take me back?

this evening i pedaled my rear end to the momofuku milk bar in midtown {only seven minutes from school, oy vey}

where i hoped to jump on this pastrami croissant train but instead was talked in to something called a

volcano

a heart attack roll stuffed with taters gratin, pancetta, and onions

and a

corn cookie

cornbread in cookie form! i wouldn't want to be its therapist or anything, but how cute is that?

my tummy hated me afterward.

but damn i love some milk bar. such silly and unexpected combinations and love babies.

i even spotted kimchi butter up in, but... actually now that i think of it, i should have.

i hope everybody had wonderful weekends!!

happy monday :-)

xoxo

yeh

becoming schnitzel.

October 30, 2010 in jewish and israeli food, holidays and celebrations

a narrative d.i.y.

you will need:

two yards of schnitzel colored fabric, half a yard of yellow fabric, as much green felt as the nice man at the fabric store will give you for free, some needles & thread,

and either emotional stability or somebody on call for when you need emotional stability.

clues:

1. cut two pieces of brown fabric into very large matching schnitzel shapes {being careful to include orbs!!}

if you would like to add sexiness, do it now: rip off a shoulder, cut the bottom too short, or create some curve-hugging sections.

2. sew one half together.

3. become frustrated and cry {a la halloween of '06, '02, and '99}

tweet about it. call mommy. it's ok.

4. sew the other half together.

5. stuff a few socks with paper towels, sew them into the orbs.

sew on the outside of the orbs to create the effect of an extra crispy edge