GOOD DIRT tells the stories of six real farm families from the Hudson Valley and will premiere at BAM on April 10.
A Detroit-style diner pop-up, a packaging-free grocery store and DIY chocolate class are a few things on our radar.
Blue Hill apprenticeships, all-you-can-drink local booze and an evening with Zadie Smith.
Woo-eee…we knew we should have laid off the latkes at last night’s Fourth Annual Latke Festival at BAM after, oh say, the 15th one, but they were just so good!
Wowza! When we put out a call for entries into this year’s latke festival where amateurs will spar with chefs to see who has the best potato pancakes around, we were expecting something…well, amateurish. But this year’s nominee, Micah Fredman, simply blew us away with his recipe for Yucca and Sweet Potato Latke with Apple Plantain Sorbet, Queso Fresco, Pickled Onion, Cilantro and Spicy Green Hot Sauce.
When fall rolls around, do you pull out Bubby’s oil-stained latke recipe or do you make up your own modern version using beets from the Greenmarket? Are you a garnish purist, strictly sour cream or applesauce for you, or do you jazz your latkes up with jalapeños, strawberries or sriracha? We’re looking for the best of the borough for our December 10th Latke Festival at BAM, hosted with Great Performances.
Tonight we’ll be co-hosting the sold-out third annual Latke Cook-off at BAM, where 15 chefs and Dori Fern, the talented Edible Brooklyn reader who won our amateur recipe contest, will compete in the contest to crown the greatest Hanukah potato pancake of all. If you’re missing out, don’t worry, the Daily News did a preview piece on the event yesterday, and scored not just the recipe for Fern’s “Double-Happiness Latkes topped with Five-Spice Duck Confit” but those of a few of her fellow contestants, too.
Given that Brooklyn is pretty much the birthplace of Jewish-American food culture, it’s safe to say there are plenty of lauded latke cooks in…
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Charting a borough’s rise to neo-hipness alongside its love of good suds.