Sarah Weiner (far left) with fellow foodies (left to right) Nell Newman of Newman’s Own Organic, Alice Waters of Chez Panisse and food writer Ruth Reichl.
Former librarian Bennett Jacobstein has an encyclopedic knowledge of ballpark food.
When an Italian eatery took over the old Mandel’s storefront, it kept the painted Yiddish sign in its window — but a new owner threatens to destroy it.
Whenever I’m invited to a summer barbecue, for a few seconds, I panic: What am I going to eat? As a pescatarian, I know I’m going to be one of the few people, if not the only person, not partaking of the traditional hamburgers and hotdogs. I also know that it’s unlikely, especially if it’s a potluck, that the table will be overflowing with healthy salads. And I don’t relish the idea of taking up space on someone else’s grill for my veggie fare. So before I even RSVP “yes,” I’ve accepted that I’ll be eating a lot of chips and salsa.