Thursday, October 08, 2009

In The Hood

As I mentioned in a previous blog, after the Atlantic Antic had wound down we went back to my place and watched part of the Jets game then headed out to dinner. My friends like Robin des Bois aka The Sherwood Cafe. And the Mysterious Chinese Woman and I both like it as well. So that is where we went.

Robin de Bois aka The Sherwood Cafe

They do have a nice and interesting back yard and it was a beautiful evening so that is where we headed.

The Back Yard

The food here was delicious, as usual. Real French bistro type fare right in the heart of Brooklyn. And within walking distance of where I live. Hey, you just can't beat it.

I can't remember, and didn't get pictures of, what everyone had, but Bub had the seafood stew, and it was loaded with all kinds of good stuff; mussels, shrimp, clams and fish with rice in a spicy saffron tomato sauce.

Mussels In Brooklyn, Not Brussels

The Lovely Loretta had the lamb, which I think was a special, and she was very happy with it. The Mysterious Chinese Woman had the seared duck breast, a dish she usually orders here, and it was excellent, as usual.

Nice And Crispy

I had the usual, a skirt steak au poivre done just the way I like it. Delicious. And the beans and potatoes au gratin make a nice side.

My Favorite

And, of course, I enjoy enjoying my Duvel out in the open air.

What Could Be Better?

Alas, all too soon it was time to say good-bye and head our separate ways. My friends out to Long Island, me just a short walk away, and the Mysterious Chinese Woman to wherever she poofs to. At least she didn't poof in the restaurant.

About To Poof

Robin Des Bois on Urbanspoon

Well, that should be it for awhile. The Mysterious Chinese Woman and I are heading to Las Vegas tomorrow and will be there for a week. I doubt if I will be posting again until I return.

In the meantime:

Go Twins
Go Jets

Just A Morning Quickie

I will try to post a bit more later but thought I would put up a quickie this morning.

First, better luck tomorrow Twins. No excuses, but getting into a hotel room at 4:00 A.M. and then having to play a game just a bit over twelve hours later has got to be tough. Oh, wait, ballplayers do that all the time, don't they.

Speaking of staying up late, Now the Jets trade away a starting receiver, a very good special-teams player, and two draft picks to pick up Braylon Edwards who, basically, got kicked out of Cleveland after punching a friend of Lebron James and may face a suspension.

The staying up late part, Braylon was drinking in the bar with Stallworth running up a three-thousand plus tab the night Stallworth hit and killed a pedestrian and subsequently pled guilty to DUI manslaughter. At least Braylon wasn't in the car with Donte.

And Braylon was in a nightclub at 2:30 in the morning when he punched LeBron James friend.

Jeez, I sure hope Braylon coming to New York doesn't affect LeBron James decision when he becomes a free agent in, let's see..., Oh Oh, no countdown in the New York Daily News today (it is 265 days, if you must know).

Monday, October 05, 2009

Atlantic Antic

It was a beautiful day for the Atlantic Antic, sunny and warm. As usual I had a bunch of people over to hook up and have a beer or two before heading out. Well, to be honest, most people just had coffee. But I wasn't the only one to have a beer or two, let me make that perfectly clear.

Heading Out

As usual, we only stuck together for a couple of blocks and then three of us kind of split off.

Together At Last, And The Last Time

The three of us, John, Bob and I, headed towards Pete's Waterfront Ale House to get a pulled pork sandwich and a beer. There was a band out front, but not Dmitri.

Playing The Blues

There was a long line for the food, as expected. Luckily, Barman knew the secret.

Lining Up For The Food

The trick is to just head inside where there was comfortable seating available.

Better Than Standing In Line

From here Bob and I headed toward's Montero's, a bit of a ritual. John somehow got separated from us when I went across the street to take a few pictures. He hooked up with the other group so it was just Bob and me.

Some sights along the way.

This is what I ran across the street to photograph. This, John, is where we lost you.

Montero's was pretty crowded even though it is, technically, not a part of the Atlantic Antic.

A Decent Crowd

Barman and Bob Settling A Bit

You can see Pilar in the back sitting at her usual place at the bar having her customary glass of white wine.

While not technically a part of the Atlantic Antic, a bit of the festival did manage to sneak into the bar.

Who Let That Hat In Here?

From Montero's Bob and I headed to another favorite haunt of mine, The Brazen Head.

And more sights on the way.

Dmitri Did Show Up

The Brazen Head

Nice Crowd In Here Too

Eventually everyone kind of hooked up and we started to go our separate ways as the fair began to wind down.

The Garbage Collects

Bob, his wife, The Lovely Loretta, The Mysterious Chinese Woman and I headed back to my place where we watched the Jets game up until half-time and then headed out for dinner. I will post about that tomorrow.

Oh yeah, both the Twins and the Tigers won their games so tomorrow will be the one-game playoff for all the marbles. That should be fun. Tonight I, along with millions of others, will be watching that Vikings and Packers matchup. Lot's of conflict there, being a Viking fan and naturally wanting to see them beat the hated Packers and then pretty much hating Favre. Oh well. My brother-in-law Jim is coming over, maybe he can help me sort it out. But then he is a Giants fan, so I probably won't listen to him.

Sunday, October 04, 2009

Magic Number???

Be still my beating heart. The Twins and Tigers are all tied up for the American League Central Divison Title going into the final game of the season. How much closer can a race be? A win by one team and a loss by the other and it is all over for somebody. Otherwise it will be a one-game playoff for all the marbles.

At the risk of alienating any Tiger fans who may follow my blog:


And really, Kent Hrbek should be in the Hall Of Fame.

Hope to see you at the Atlantic Antic today. I will be popping in and out of bars all afternoon checking on the progress of both the Jets and the Twins as well as keeping my eye on the Tigers. Should be a fun-filled day with all kinds of posibilities for drama.

Oh, and the magic number for the Knicks? That would be 269 - the number of days until LeBron becomes a free agent. How embarassing that they even put this in the paper every day.