Last January I celebrated my birthday at Blue Hill at Stone Barns Farms, the sister restaurant to our own local Blue Hill (in the West Village), where the first couple dined last night before attending an August Wilson play, for a New York City “date night.”
Here’s an excerpt from my previous post on Blue Hill:
….I celebrated my birthday a couple of weeks ago with a multi-course banquet at the Blue Hill farm-to-table restaurant on Stone Barns Farm. (You may recall that I visted the farm last summer.) Every meal is personalized based on your tastes, allergies, etc. and the ingredients come directly from the surrounding farm or local suppliers. That night, the waitstaff was particularly proud of their winter-harvested beets because of the sugars that concentrate at this time of year. My favorite courses included the sunchoke soup and the gnocchi with wild mushrooms and ice spinach, along with a dessert accompaniment of chocolate-mint herbal tea.
Eating local/ organic/ or homemade feels more like self-improvement or even indulgence than it does changing the world. What a simple way to start taking action! Demand it, buy it, serve it, and talk it up….