Boston Favorite in NYC

During my time at BU, my friends and I made fairly frequent trips to Harvard Square. I quickly discovered that the best part of these visits were our stops at L.A. Burdick, a small chocolate shop off the beaten path of Harvard Square. I thought that this was a small mom and pop shop, but a few months ago I discovered that they also have an outpost in NYC only a few blocks from my apartment. The store is located on 20th street between Broadway and 5th Ave.

In my opinion, L.A. Burdick has the best drink in New York City- an Iced Chocolate. It is essentially a rich, creamy hot chocolate poured over ice. The chocolate is incredibly rich, but the ice cuts the sweetness and makes for a refreshing snack. It is a bit pricey at $5, but in my opinion well worth it as I have not had anything comparable anywhere else. I recommend you try one.

The Best Show on TV

Last Friday night, The Best Show on TV returned from a long hiatus (satellite TV does not count). Believe it or not, The Best Show on TV does not involve fat people or dancing. The Best Show on TV, at least for the next few months, is Friday Night Lights. And it isn't even close.

I haven't loved a show and its characters this much since The O.C. and Sandy Cohen. It captivates me for a full hour each week and always leaves me wanting more. Most other shows I watch with a laptop in my lap, and iPhone in my hand, or a magazine in front of me- not FNL. FNL deserves me undivided attention because each episode feels like a masterpiece.

The show is in its fifth and final season, which honestly just baffles me. How was this show cancelled when terrible and unwatchable shows return season after season? I just picked up the Entertainment Weekly next to me, and here is a sampling of the top watched shows from last week: American Idol, Dancing with the Stars, Undercover Boss, Amazing Race 18 (18?!?!?), and Secret Millionaire. At times I have enjoyed the Amazing Race, but CBS has no interest in holding off on Amazing Race 19 next year in order to show a sixth season of Friday Night Lights? Like most quality programming, it has a loyal audience that swears by the show, but I guess that wasn't enough. Maybe it should have been called Thursday Night Lights so it could be aired on Thursdays?

Here are the top few reasons why I love the show:

1. Small Town Life- I love the depiction of what life is like in small town Texas, particularly the scenes at the beginning of each episode with the local radio host narrating. I also love the shots of the town shutting down on game day. The scenery is beautiful and transports me to another part of the country.

2. The Characters- The show has done a great job developing new characters and making the audience truly care about them. A few of my all-time favorites include Eric and Tami Taylor, Tim Riggins, Matt Saracen, Buddy and Lyla Garrity, and Vince Howard.

3. The Camera Work- Extremely creative camera shots and angles. My favorite technique that they deploy is zooming in on a character's face who isn't the focal point of the scene. It provides prospective on what is occurring and enriches each character's personality

4. Goosebumps Factor- The show consistently gives me goosebumps. Whether it is a huge win, an inspirational speech, or a sad or emotional moment, the show really hits a nerve. Peter Berg, the show's writer for all five seasons, combines great sports stories with human emotion and life cycle events, and always leave me wanting more.

The show seems to be finishing up almost as strongly as it began. These first two episodes have been some of my favorites of the series. I plan on enjoying the show over the next few months, and once the series finale airs, I plan on rewatching all of the episodes over again, starting with season 1. Clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose!

Playing for Keep(er)s

Most people do not understand fantasy baseball. They ask, "How can you spend 27 hours a week managing a fake baseball team?" I just shrug and laugh it off. It is my national pastime, my #1 hobby, and the primary way I spend my non-working and non-sleeping hours. I'm not asking you to understand, but rather only to tolerate my obsession.

In my fantasy league, you are able to designate 3 "keepers", or players that you can roll-over from your previous year's team to your current year's team. This year, I selected Josh Hamilton, my namesake, to be one of my keepers. He is the reigning AL MVP and a 5 tool player, all for a 4th round fantasy value! Today, Josh Hamilton hurt his shoulder, and it turns out that it was a small displaced fracture of the "humerus" bone. Well I don't think there is anything "humorous" about this. He is out 4-8 weeks, and I am going to need to piece together a solution.

Hamilton is the type of player who is fun to watch (or a pleasure to own as I like to say), and it is disappointing to know I won't be seeing him for a few months. It is like a friend going on an extended vacation or moving away- I am going to miss him. So this post goes out to Josh Hamilton- get well soon my man, the Amazin's need you back ASAP.

Home Sweet Home

I love going out to eat more than anyone. I love researching restaurants, studying menus, and just enjoying the food. However, nothing can compare to a home cooked meal in my apartment by Diana. Personally, I think Diana is an amazing cook. She does a great job of mixing it up while still always cooking delicious foods. In no particular order, here are the ten best things that Diana cooks:

1. Thai chicken pizza- so many complex flavors and textures (thai chicken, sprouts, peanuts, veggies)

2. Eggplant parmigiana- baked in a glass dish so the eggplant gets crispy

3. Turkey meatballs- combo of turkey meat and sausage (thanks Carabelli!)

4. Brisket- I think it involves ketchup and brown sugar

5. Healthy cookies- I don't know what goes into them, but they taste great

6. Penne with sausage- sauteed with oil and crisps up the garlic pieces

7. Brussel sprouts- with shallots, crisps up the leaves

8. Sea Bass- cooked with squash and red pepper

9. Buffalo chicken dip- best superbowl food that is out there

10. Mondel bread- I like the chocolate chip ones, but cinnamon/sugar are pretty good too

As long as we are on the subject of home cooked meals, I should tell you about a dish that I cooked recently for Diana's birthday.

As much as I love food, I am really not much of a chef (more of a sous-chef/dishwasher than

anything). However, I cooked Nobu style Miso Black Cod for Diana, and it was incredible.

In fact, we went to Nobu a few weeks later and ordered the dish and could barely taste the difference between what they served and what I cooked. I recommend it to anyone who is not

much of a cook but is still looking to make a high-end type meal. It was easy to make (once you track down the somewhat exotic ingredients). Refer to the recipe here.

Brooklyn Food Trek

Today I went to Brooklyn to hang with my good friend and fellow eater Joe. If anyone has an appreciation for good, cheap food, it is Joe. Speaking of good, cheap food, Joe was previously referenced in my post about White Castle from what feels like about 10 years ago here.

We went to Mile End, a canadian Jewish deli that I have been wanting to try for almost a year. We shared the smoked brisket on rye, smoked salami on an onion roll, hand-cut fries with cheese and gravy, and pickles. The quality of the meat was excellent, especially the brisket. Juicy, not too smokey, but still a ton of flavor. The salami was good but there was not enough meat on the sandwich. The pickles were also particularly great- they seemed to be spicy, which is always a good thing in my mind. Mile End is a great restaurant, far better than this place.

We then traveled to a local bodega that sells craft sodas. Joe knew that they sold a root beer that had been rated the best in the country, made by a company called Sprecher's Brewery in Wisconsin. Unfortunately, they were out of the root beer, but they did have the same company's cream soda. It was absolutely incredible. I am not a soda guy, but this was definitely the best I ever had. It tasted more like a dessert, but it was everything a cream soda should be. I can't wait to try the root beer.

We then went to Joe's favorite neighborhood coffee shop/italian eatery, Cafe Capri (no association with Joe's namesake). The owner is a true stallion- an old school Italian guy. This place is a little Mom and Pop shop that makes a killer iced coffee. They brew their own blend (no idea what kind), and then also freeze batches of it, so instead of adding ice, they scrape off frozen coffee and put it already in the chilled coffee. This makes for a strong, frosty iced coffee that never gets watered down. Next time I come I will be trying the cannolis.

Hoping to get back on the blogging wagon over the next few weeks. Check back early and often.

Avatar: Round 2

So yesterday I went to see Avatar 3D for a second time. The first time I saw the movie I expected to be wowed, but other than that I did not know much about the movie's plot or what role the special effects would play. When I walked out, I was pretty speechless. It wasn't the best move I had ever seen, but it was definitely the most amazing movie I had ever seen. Even a few days later, I couldn't stop thinking about it and knew that the film had not fully sunk in yet. I couldn't fully process what I had seen. In the back of my mind, I knew I wanted to see it again in the theaters. This is a movie that HAS to be seen on the big screen in 3D. Getting the DVD or waiting for it to come out on rental will not do it justice. I really felt like it was an experience more than a movie, and my second viewing only confirmed that.

I think that the movie was actually MORE enjoyable the second time around, which says a lot about how this movie will fare in the box office over the next few months. I do believe that repeat viewers will be commonplace, which is what made Titanic such a success. There is just too much to take in during one viewing- you really need a second one to take it all in.

Since the second time around I already knew the plot and how the movie ended, I was able to focus more on the film's scenery, nuances, and mastery of the technology. I was able to fully absorb the world that James Cameron created with the multiple moons, floating mountains, and unimaginable creatures. The entire concept of the movie is incredible- how the humans and the Na'vi coexist in the same world and even appear together in some scenes. You forget that the scenes with the Na'vi are only products of special effects. The whole thing feels real.

The movie just felt historic. As if I was witnessing a change in the way movies will be made going forward. It felt like the bar was being raised and that I was witnessing a film that I would be talking about for years.

The one thing I will say is that this is a different type of movie than a character film. There has been a lot of debate over what aspects of the characters' expressions and personality is attributable to the actual skill versus the special effects, which is a fair point. It is definitely difficult for the average moviegoer to distinguish between the two. I hope that this type of film does not replace movies like The Wrestler or Up in the Air but rather that they learn to coexist. It will be interesting to see what happens with the Academy Award for Best Picture- whether Avatar will be recognized as a breakthrough historic film or if the film itself and the technology it employs will be dismissed.

This film has a ton of potential going forward. I can easily see a sequel in which the Na'vi rebuilds and repairs its society. I can also see a prequel that shows how Pandora was initially discovered and how the U.S. set up the whole project on the planet. If Avatar has shown me anything, it's that going forward the possibilities are endless. Not only for this movie franchise, but for the movie industry itself.

The Summer of 1998 and My Boycott of Cooperstown

I don't care that Mark McGwire did steroids. I didn't care a year ago. I didn't care when he testified in front of congress, and I didn't care when there were murmurs of suspected steroid use in the Summer of '98. Mark McGwire provided me with one of my most magical baseball memories growing up, and for that I will always be grateful.

The summer of 1998 concluded for me with a last week in August family trip to Smuggler's Notch in Vermont. I was getting ready to enter high school, and had decided that it would be a great idea to try out for cross-country (my glory days as an athlete). I spent the week running and listening to the Rocky IV soundtrack cassette on my Walkman, taking tennis lessons, and giving my parents a hard time for taking me on a family vacation. There was only one thing that distracted me from running that week- Mark McGwire.

I distinctly remember hanging around the cottage we had rented, waiting for TV stations to cut into their scheduled programming to show a Mark McGwire at bat. Most of the games were not televised, but when Big Mac strode to the plate, everyone stopped what they were doing. He was on that historic of a pace. And it wasn't just that he was making history- it literally felt like everytime he came up he was going to hit it out. And he almost always did. I remember yelling to my brother that McGwire was up again and him running into the room just in time to catch Big Mac unleashing one into the upper deck. It was surreal and it was magical. I had never seen anything like it before and knew that I would never see anything like it again.

It is a little bit sad that almost 12 years later, as I sit here unmagically in my office chair, that what we have all known for years has been confirmed. McGwire did steroids. But do I really care? The answer is a confident no. For better or for worse McGwire is part of my childhood and part of the foundation of my life-long love for the game.

To the Hall of Fame voters, I say get a life. You aren't deciding whether or not this guy should go to heaven or hell. For lack of a better alternative, you are deciding whether or not this man should get into a baseball museum. The entire purpose of Cooperstown is to commemorate the game for the fans, who without the game would cease to exist. Well you have an entire generation of fans who grew up watching Mark McGwire and his peers of the steroid era create baseball memories. And now, these players will not have representation in the Hall?

Well, I make my statement today. I will not return to the Hall of Fame until the players I grew up with are represented in the Hall of Fame. I don't care if their plaques have an asterisk, a paragraph describing their steroid use, or a red circle with an X through it over their face. They just need to be there, because this is a baseball museum, and they are a part of history. My history.