San-Dee Lanes

San-Dee Lanes
342 Hempstead Avenue
Malverne, New York 11565
(516) 599-1134

Yeah - I had been cynical about bowling my entire life. It is funny that not until I was about 30 years old that I reveled in the simple pleasures that encompass bowling. Originally, I had "sports rage." Being an avid hockey player and fan, I laughed at the idea of a "sport" where you were allowed to drink and smoke while playing. I was being an elitist and thought that going bowling would jeopardize my integrity.

The allure recently has been the addition of a great deal. Ironically, I began bowling after a recommendation from my cousin. There is a funeral home directly across from the bowling alley. My grandmother had passed away and my cousin said, "Hey, why don't we go bowling after the wake?" At first, I felt a rush of guilt - my grandmother was dead...how could I go bowling? But then I realized that there must be some value to this - it would be the ultimate in mindless fun, a means of uniting a large group of people who were mourning to try to get their minds off what was going on. And it worked...we had a blast, even though we sucked. We drank pitchers of beer, bowled a few games, and realized that with the help of family and friends, we would be able to continue on with our lives.

We continued to bowl throughout the summer, usually being the only ones there while Jim kept the alley open while we drank and hit pins. I attended the alley recently and the weekend format had changed. For a little under $20, you could bowl unlimited from 10 pm to 2 am with shoes included. There was also a prize of a free game if you got a strike when the orange pin was in the first position. And, there was an hourly raffle (a lane and bowler # was pulled. Then a card from a deck of cards. If you bowled the same number of pins as the cards pulled, you won the money). For most people in both situations it was an epic failure because they folded under the intense pressure and scrutiny of the alley staff and other bowlers. Although I mock, I kind of was hoping that I was not involved so I would not pull a Carlos Beltran.

It is pure, unadulterated, good fun. I have had a lot of good times here in the last year and I think that it has a lot to do with age. I am at the age now where it is hard to find a place to hang out with friends outside of an apartment/home without spending a tremendous amount of money or having food involved. Bowling provides the perfect activity to accompany time to catch up and "b.s." about recent events without stressing any of the over-competitive people. In addition, according to the website at one point, they have the latest in draft beer (Bud and Coors Light) and laser bowling which is "all the rage." Its a good time - get there if you can. Remember: San-Dee = VEL-OC-IT-Y!

Notes:
- Check the website for more information.
- The photo at the top of the post is from the San Dee website. The rest are exclusive in-action photos taken by Dan.

Caumsett State Park

Caumsett State Park

25 Lloyd Harbor Road
Huntington, NY 11743
Phone: (631) 423-1770

Only recently have I discovered the hidden mysteries of the North Shore of Long Island. Like many Long Islanders, I knew that the North Shore is filled with affluent neighborhoods, where the value of a casual outfit is worth more than my total net worth. But I was unaware of the rich history here, of wealthy industrialists, bankers, and the likes building excessive mansions to house their massive egos. And as much as it is annoying to think of the poverty and despair that existed during these times, it is awesome to think of the lavish lives that these people lived. It also calls attention to the neglected North Shore of Long Island for its beauty. These people lived up here for a reason.

Caumsett State Park is an interesting drive. A drive through a Brooklyn-like, urban area of Huntington where the streets are filled with people shopping, talking, and enjoying the summer eventually transitions to an uppity area filled with restaurants with $35 appetizers, older women wearing clothes that are 30 years too young, and outdoor Dave Matthew cover bands. Oh yeah...and you have to stop in the middle of the street for jaywalking pedestrians. A quick left then a right and you are on a one lane road filled with beautiful homes, manicured lawns never touched by the owners, a police station whose most vicious crime was an "un-curbed dog," even a wonderful seminary. Eventually the road opens to wonderful vistas, semi-mountainous with odd Super Mario 2-like shrubs protruding from shallow waters. A bit further down the road and you are at the entrance, a time warp of sorts.

Caumsett State Park seems different from the other parks that I have visited. There is no grand entrance...no giant metal sign heralding its greatness...no giant parking lots where the heat blurs the actual amount of vehicles in the lot. You drive to a small parking lot. A large dairy barn can be seen from one angle, a fenced in garden from another. I am going to give you the "all-inclusive" path to follow. Actually, its a result of trial and error by Jess and I in terms of trying to figure out which way was the best. In my opinion, it gives the best overall view of the park in a two hour segment.

After parking in the main lot, walk past the collection booth down a dirt road. At the end, swing a right and continue walking across a large field. You will eventually hit a concrete path. Follow this path into the woods and after the path veers right, you will see some benches on the right and, a bit further up the road, a mini-hut with some park postings. You will see a path that heads back to the left, somewhat in the direction that you came. This is not the right path. Instead, look a bit to the right and you will see a path that heads into the woods (I believe there is a sign here prohibiting horses). Take this path. After a bit of hiking, you will see two giant water towers. Take the path to the right, which is in front of them. Follow this down to the bottom until you hit a clearing. Veer to the left and you will hit another path. Follow it to the left and you will find the promised land. All of a sudden a clearing will appear, where problems cease to exist. This is an ethereal spot; a spot for deep thought; a spot for playing your favorite song and thinking about life. Take a peek at the vivid views of Connecticut, of the beach, of nature. To the right, there is a stairway that heads to the beach. Follow it to the right (east) until you see a large, brick protrusion (reasons for this here have ranged from a place for cannons to a bizarre sex fetish spot - all speculatory of course). There is a path from the beach and make a left. Follow this sandy beach path around through the woods to a clearing where the mansion is in sight. Go up the massive hill (a horror in the summer), head around the mansion, and you are on the main path. You can follow this back to the main lot where your car is.
The beauty of Caumsett is the ability to traverse many areas unfettered. There are a multitude of small paths and interesting nuggets to be traversed. In addition to all of the great paths, there are a houses and mansions dotting the park. One of them, which is on the main path (or you will arrive there if you follow the above path we laid out) is quite majestic. I stood on the back porch of this mansion, admiring the view and wondered what it would have been like to live there "back in the day" to enjoy a coffee and a paper while admiring the view. I imagined a Christmas party, with decorations and food, with a light snowfall. It is impressive to say the least. Just make sure that you somehow make it to the shoreline. Bring a compass and make sure that you are headed north. The views here are tremendous.

Notes:
- Here is the link to the park's website for more specific information.
- As I had stated before, there is a lot of exploring to be done. Our description just gives a nice and scenic way to get to the north shore. Pack a lunch and do some exploring! We would love to hear about some new finds and paths.
- All photos seen here were taken by Dan.

New Park Pizza

New Park Pizza
156-71 Crossbay Blvd.
Howard Beach, NY 11414
718-641-3082
Hours: 10 a.m. to 12 a.m. - 7 days a week

I grew up in Queens. When asked about it, I often use Aqueduct Racetrack as a landmark, which is true, for its dilapidated overhangs were clearly visible from our house as well as the dilapidated gamblers who passed the front of the house on the way to the bus. I have some vivid food memories from my times in Queens. Ho Wan Restaurant under the el on Liberty Avenue served the best version of fried rice - a version that would be the "meter stick" for all others because of its deep, brown color. It was actually "fried' and not Goya yellow rice. Another restaurant further west on Liberty Avenue served a baked ravioli, with golden brown mozzarella covering each luxurious pillow of ravioli (the name eludes me - I know it was "something 's" and was more like a bar). Smile of the Beyond, a vegetarian restaurant on Parsons Boulevard, served some of the best "fake" American classics and some the best juices (try the carrot), all served by followers of Sri Chinmoy. Add to this list New Park Pizza, whose intricate flavors were puzzling to my young palate at the time. However, as I visited as an adult, I realized the genius here.

Living in the midst of the South Shore of Nassau County, pizzerias and Italian restaurants exist every other storefront. Ironically, all of the food blows! Since there is such a large population of Italian people on the South Shore of the Island, it is funny to me that: a) they go "out" for Italian food often and b) they think it's good. You can take your $13.95 bowl of Penne ala Vodka and blow it out your ditty-bag (Thanks Grandpa!)! I have grown up with too many fabulous cooks in my family to pay for generic Italian-American fare. But I digress from the pizza...Jess and I moved out here two years ago and the only place we liked closed down (La Bella Pizza). I had some friends over during a Ranger game who were hungry and I called them...No answer for an hour...The next day I passed by to see an eviction notice from the County Sheriff. But my brief love affair with their Sicilian pie led me to an epiphany - most places have a generic sauce that they use for pasta and pizza.

Digging through old photos for our wedding led me to a photo of myself and my little league team (circa 1990) enjoying slices after a "World Series" win for Team Sapienza Meats! Back then, I enjoyed the pizza as much as a Big Mac after a good report card. My family and I moved out to Long Island for a few years before I had my license and I lost touch with the pizzeria. However, for a brief few college years with my buddies Murm and Phil, we ventured every year into Howard Beach on December 23rd, listening to the Deftones' "White Pony," At The Drive In's song, "One Armed Scissor," and various Soundgarden, Alice In Chains, Tripface, Indecision, Murphy's Law, and Rorschach songs, and other metal/hardcore hits in a 1986 Buick Century, a 1988 Buick Regal, or a 1990 Ford Taurus (see picture to the right for a glimpse of two of these beautiful cars after they were "decommissioned"). We were the three stallions - some others joined us - sometimes only two of us - but the spirit remained. We were on a quest for last-minute Christmas gifts or at least to buy a new hockey stick at Sports Depot. Menthol cigarettes were abound as well as tins of Skoal Cherry - we were the Tobacco Generation. Plus, it was balm for the massive hangovers that we all had since we were off after finals. A smoky windshield dimmed a crisp winter sky (we used to wake up at 3 p.m. during winter break). A trip to the stores on Crossbay Boulevard were prefaced by a stop at New Park Pizza. It was a right of passage for those who had never had it (Murm and I grew up in Queens).

New Pizza Pizza is a small brick building on the corner with a "patio" of sorts for more seating. But do not be afraid of the appearance - the flavors here are incredible. The neon pie above is like the North star for weary pizza travelers. There is no lack of "specialty slices" on Long Island. New Park focuses on the classics. No Buffalo Chicken slices...no ziti slices...no Chicken Francaise slice. Go ahead and order one of these. We always joked that you will get a regular slice and a regular Coke anyway. New Park has the classic toppings for slices (pepperoni, mushroom, peppers, a white slice, etc.) and some other classic pizzeria fare (never had a menu so I am not sure what else is offered - I know I have had a calzone in the past) but most people opt for the original, either Neopolitan or Sicilian. Order two regular slices and do not even bother with the garlic powder and hot pepper flakes. Sit on an ancient wooden bench and examine your slices. Rugged pieces of mozzarella (not Polly-O) are layered on a bed of rose-colored sauce and seemingly charred crust. Take the first bite and get pissed off at yourself for living a life filled with mediocre slices that attempted to hide the mundane with autographed pictures of Frank Sinatra and James Gandolfini. Sweet and salty cheese is married with a succulent sauce that is made specifically for pizza. Yes, damn it! There is a such thing as a "pizza sauce" versus a "marinara sauce." Its not a "one size fits all" kind of thing. Its complexity lies in its simplicity. A charred crust beckons a sense of being overcooked but a smoky flavor intermingles with a crust that is crispy and chewy. Its an experience to be had by all.

And screw all the haters. I have read many reviews by Brooklyn and NYC "foodies" who tout these "$5 a slice" places as being superior, bad-mouthing New Park and that's terrific. And guess what? A) I do not want to spend the gas money nor food money to pay $5 for a slice of pizza B) I hate elitists who, unless they have eaten every damn pizza here and in Italy, pass intense judgment about places with such "gusto." Take your $5 slice, your "Ohh, its $1 Pabst Blue Ribbon Night - Let's Slum It!," and your "Let's follow the Twitter food trucks" and shove it. There are some people who do not have the opportunity to, do not have the money to, or couldn't give a *&^% about fad places. I apologize for the soapbox rhetoric but it angers me that people consider themselves the authority on food and beer based solely upon the trendy places they read about in the dining section of the New York Times. I try to give an honest review from the perspective of the "common man" (or woman), highlighting positives and negatives, giving you, the reader, my honest opinion. My honest opinion here is that this is one of the best pizzerias that I have had the pleasure of enjoying a slice from. There may be better slices somewhere but I have not found them yet and do not think that I will.

New Park has been here for over 50 years. There is beauty in nostalgia, greatness is nostalgia, better-than-your-pizzeria nostalgia. I have eaten a lot of pizza in my day. I have even threatened a pizzeria tour with my friend Murm one summer, with the idea of hitting a different pizzeria each day. I can honestly say that I have not yet had pizza that is better than the one at New Park. It is worth the drive here. And if you live in Queens or Nassau County and you have not been here, it should be a rite of passage. I have heard many stories from my friends who have made the trip hear after hearing about the greatness. Jess and I recently made the pilgrimage here, calling from the Belt Parkway (call right when you hit the part where the highway to head to JFK passes overhead), for two pies "well-done" (you'll get that charred crust). We picked them up and returned to Long Island to watch the Ranger game with my parents. They had not had New Park since we had moved to Long Island in 1994. I cannot put to words their expressions after their first bites into the slices. It is more than a slice - its an experience.
Notes:

- It was $32 dollars for two regular pies - a steal for this type of quality. The slices are quite filling as well.
- New Park can get quite crowded at all times of the day, a testament to its popularity. The service is extremely quick though. I have heard that many people order a pie right at the counter and will receive it not much later.
- Do yourself a favor this holiday season - stop at New Park, have a few slices, and then cruise around the beautiful neighborhood of Howard Beach checking out the fantastic Christmas light displays. Talk about frugal...It does not take more than a few dollars in gas for a most excellent night. It has been a become a tradition of ours (with the addition of a cup of coffee).
- Follow New Park on Facebook as well as a website that is currently under construction.
- I know it's not technically in Long Island but I wish it was. It is not far from the Nassau/Queens border.
- All pictures seen here taken by Jess (except the cars - that's in my archive!)

Governor Alfred E. Smith/Sunken Meadow State Park

Governor Alfred E. Smith/Sunken Meadow State Park
Rte. 25A and Sunken Meadow Parkway (northern end of Sunken Meadow Parkway)
Kings Park, NY 11754
Phone: (631) 269-4333
Secondary Phone: (631) 269-5351
Vehicle Fees:
5/29 through 9/12 - $10
9/18 through 11/14 - $8
Unlimited access with Empire Pass



The ride north on the Sagtikos (however you say it) Parkway until the eventual flow into the Sunken Meadow Parkway is an ominous one but for no apparent reason. Once referred to as "Creepy Parkway" by a defensive driving instructor, there are quick glimpses of the ruins of Pilgrim Psych Center and the rusted signs that announce the exits to Pilgrim and Kings Park Hospitals. I guess if you spent time thinking...many people in the past may have realized at this point that thing were really going to suck for a while as they gazed from the passenger seats at these exit signs. But its true...the highways lend themselves to deep thought as you travel along mundane landscapes as the unpaved road underneath you hums a similar tune for miles. But like a beacon (or bacon) of hope, there is a glimpse of the magnificent Long Island Sound right before you get to a group of retro toll booths much unlike the wire shacks manned by angry college kids that "herald" the entrance to Jones Beach. It makes one think that way before the advent of I-Pads, wine-pairing dinners, and easy national and international travel via airplane, this was "the place to be" (if I may quote Frank Costanza).

I have always been a "South Shore" kind of guy. As I write that last sentence, I realize I have no idea what that means. I guess I refer to the beaches. But being overweight and pale, the beach oddly never appealed to me. However, I think that when one thinks of South Shore beaches, one thinks of miles of tree-less land, beautiful beaches, and slightly better parking than at Yankee Stadium. And this was the striking juxtaposition of the "North Shore" beach; lush greenery and forest, lush greenery and forest...BOOM...beach. And it really is just like that. You will drive amongst beautiful trees, park in the lot, and then be able to walk to a beach. For most of us South Shore people, this is quite odd. But this is where the "awesomeness" lies; you can hike for the day and then jump straight into a beautiful pool of water with no one else in sight. I will get into this more later.

You will drive not far from the entrance and see the picnic area to your right. Jess and I had lunch here one day. I actually had salami and provolone, a tribute to my ancestors came to America with a salami in one arm and a provolone (?) in the other. Either way, there are tons of picnic benches in a nice, shady wooded area. There are some concessions stands but they were not open so you should plan on bringing your own lunch just in case. I have to mention that the smells at this place would drive any foodie nuts. And if I had a big enough "set," I would have gone up to a ton of people to ask them what they were cooking. Jess and I were amazed by the mix of ethnicities here. People of all races and creeds were spending time relaxing with family and friends, taking advantage of the beauty of Long Island. It was, for a lack of a better word, "cool," since Long Island is so separate when it comes to neighborhoods. Some of the foods being grilled up were foreign to me but I would have loved to sample them. At many points, I was tempted to grab something from the grill and run away.

If you continue past the picnic area, you will cross a small bridge and be at the parking area for the beach. For our purposes, make a quick right into the picnic area and park there. Grab some lunch and then get ready to hike. Walk east past the picnic area and follow a path that gradually increases in grade until you reach a fence. This will take some navigating around a deep "hole" in the ground until you come around to the part of the trail where you walk way up above the Long Island Sound. It's a bit of a walk but eventually you will reach the area of Zen, seen below:
After a long hike, you will enter a clearing and will see this; a beautiful vista of the Sound. All of your hard work and sweat toiling through tight corners and dangerous, narrow corridors way above sea level will be worth it. Take a seat here; grab a Gatorade and eat an apple; ask yourself why people feel a need to leave Long Island for beautiful views and relaxation. Now, the best part; you will now head down a steep slope of soft dirt. If you have any sort of hockey skills, now is the time to use them. At the bottom, you will walk through the reeds to an inlet from the Sound and Nissequogue River. A shallow inlet of water separates you from the main beach. Jump in here - the water is warm, there is never more than a couple of people (and the occasional old dude with a Speedo), and the serenity is invigorating. You can float in the currents but be sure to wear flip-flops as the North Shore beaches are known for their rocky terrain beneath the water. I even floated in the warm water with a fellow explorer (Tony B's) in the midst of a storm, one that we found out that was much worse than we had thought and probably should not have been in the water.

You can traverse the inlet during low tide and walk along the beach until you reach the main beach. Or you can walk back along the inlet side to the parking area. There is some nice wildlife to be seen here. Eventually, you will find yourself on the other side of the beach. Walk along the left side of the parking lots and you will eventually see a bridge. Cross this bridge and you will be be back at the picnic area. You can eat again here - I probably would!

There is a list of quite a few other things that can be done at the park, including fishing and access to a golf course. I have to admit that this is one of those places that is an essential visit during the summer months. It lacks that burning sun/long lines/no space/coconut smell that permeates Jones Beach and Long Beach. It is a completely different experience. It is much more relaxed and, although at times can be crowded, it never seems like it is excessive. But I grew up in Queens and now live in a basement apartment. I appreciate things like this.

Notes:
- Visit the Governor Alfred E. Smith/Sunken Meadow State Park website for a list of all the activities that you can take part in here.
- Apparently, the Long Island Greenbelt Trail continues from Nissequogue Park along the beach to Sunken Meadow Park (not far from where you go from the trail to the water) but I have yet to find the connection. You can buy a map here but I am too cheap. I mean my dad had a marble notebook mapping out all the caves from the Nintendo game Ultima from years ago. The thrill is in the chase, the unknown.
- I would like to organize a group trip here next year for some grilling and chilling. Many people set up shop a few steps from the beach - It would please even the crabbiest of people. This would be the ultimate day-trip experience.
- All photos seen here were taken by Dan.

Oktoberfest at Plattduetsche Park Restaurant

Oktoberfest at Plattduetsche Park Restaurant
1132 Hempstead Turnpike
Franklin Square, NY 11010
516-354-3131
10/15/2010
$45 - Unlimited German buffet, beer, wine, and soda

Oktoberfest, whether you spell it with a "c" or a "k", usually brings to mind liter mugs filled with a copper beer, piles of sausages, and waitresses who define the meaning of cleavage. However, there is a rich history behind the affair. According to BeerAdvocate.com, "This festive celebration was established in October of 1810 by Prince Ludwig of Bavaria (crowned as King Ludwig I) in celebration of his marriage to Princess Therese of Saxony-Hildburghausen." BeerAdvocate also notes that the odd thing about the celebration is all people from all walks of life were invited to attend, a social taboo to this point, where peasants would be in the company of royalty. Ironically, the original celebration was based upon horse racing and an agricultural show and not until 1818 did the beer and food vendors arrive. (BeerAdvocate)

Even more ironically, the Plattduetsche Park Oktoberfest actually brings together people from all walks of life. Jess and I attended this celebration last year for the first time with another couple. It is held indoors in a huge banquet hall, not unlike a classic wedding setting. The odd thing is that if you do not have enough people in your reservation to fill a large, circular table, you will find yourself sitting with people that you do not know. It was admittedly awkward at first but as the beer began to flow, little did it seem to matter. This year, we were seated with an older couple. We exchanged pleasantries and never spoke again. And that is fine with me. Last year, we sat with two couples that were similar in age. Everything was fine until they started ordering beer for the whole table opting for "whatever they had" instead of the fine imported beer that could also be attained. I will speak about this more as things have changed in a year.

Yes, it is much like a wedding. Loud music, lots of food and drink, awkward company, and lots of time spent chatting. However, the music is provided by The Continentals, who roar through sets of classic German songs, bad jokes, and plenty of chant-response ditties enjoyed mostly by those who are drinking heavily. Dancing is done by the Original Enzian Dancers (do not be fooled by imitators!) who provide plenty of knee and ankle slapping and circle-skirt twirling, demonstrating old-style German dance. It is enjoyable and if you have enough beers, it is pretty fun to watch.

The food is the highlight of the night. I would imagine that the critical question behind the unlimited food is, "How much German food could one possibly eat in one night?" A peek at the non-vegetarian menu would lead one to schedule a session with the cardiologist. Here is list of what I had the pleasure of enjoying:

1) Sauerbraten - Slightly thick fork-tender medallions of bottom-round (top-round? rump?) in a sweet brown gravy.
2) Loin of Pork - Tender and in a slightly-spicy sauce.
3) Leberkase - German meatloaf (minced pork and beef) with the consistency of a thick cut of bologna. It is horrifying to most people, has a uncanny resemblance to Spam, but has a wonderful, meaty flavor. Slap it on a roll with sauerkraut and mustard. Bring it to work and jam it in someone's face!
4) Wursts - An assortment of bratwurst (pork and beef), knockwurst (smoked beef with garlic), weisswurst aka bockwurst (pork, veal, and milk!), and peanut franks (mini hot dogs). All were excellent.
5) Mashed Potatoes - Heavenly, loaded with butter, bacon, and cream, and topped with fried onions
6) Potato Dumplings - Gelatinous white orbs that might have been the densest things I have ever eaten. A decent flavor but the consistency took some getting used too.
7) German potato salad - Al-dente potatoes with a nice vinegar kick and salty, smoky bacon.
8) German cabbage salad - A focus here on crisp cabbage with vinegar and a nice note with the addition of fennel seeds.
Other items included sauerkraut, red cabbage, a garden salad, split-pea and ham soup, and a slice of apple strudel as dessert. All of the food is excellent here and well cooked despite the buffet style.

They offered two types of beer. Warsteiner Original was the pale beer offered, a hoppy pilsener that went nicely with the food. They also offered a mystery Oktoberfest. I deduced that it could not be by Warsteiner because it had too much of a rich copper color (Warsteiner Oktoberfest does not vary much from the original). From the taste, color, and "wallop," I believe that it was Hacker-Pschorr Oktoberfest. Last year, I was able to taste many of the great beers offered on tap at the bar but this was no longer an option. I had my fill of the Oktoberfest, so I did not leave unsatisfied.

It is funny that I should mention "last year." Last year, the Oktoberfest celebration was much livelier, much more crowded, and we even noticed that the lights were dimmer. There also seemed to be many more younger people at the celebration last year. I have to think that the moving of the date of the Beer Tasting Festival to the weekend before the Oktoberfest (last year the tasting was in May) left people with empty wallets, massive headaches, and little desire to do it all again in less than a week, now with the addition of unlimited food. Even I had to select between one of the two events. Obviously, I was in the minority by choosing this.

I believe that this event is worth attending at least once, regardless of age. There is enough German culture here to make it semi-educational and enough beer and food to make $45 seem like a steal. However, upon my return for a second time, a lot of the "wonder" and "excitement" was lost. I still got full value for the money but I think I would rather have had a nice, sit down dinner in the restaurant, which I have heard is very good.

Notes:

- Visit the The Plattduetsche Park website. Here they have a calendar of events, menus, beer pairing dinners, festivals, etc. There is a lot going on here most weeks. Join the beer club! Think you can hold a full liter of beer for a while? Enter the Masskrugstemmen! Visit the beer garden!

NY Cupcakery

Custom cakes * Cookies * Confections

2544 Merrick Road

Bellmore, NY 11710

(516) 409-8866

www.newyorkcupcakery.com

Holy mother of yumminess! As many of you know I have a sweet tooth. I never met a cookie I didn’t love (or a cake, or a donut, a muffin, a pastry…you get the idea). So when I had my bridal shower a few weeks ago (thrown by my fabulous friends and family) I was thrilled to see this beauty:

Yeah, it’s a teapot. And yeah, it’s a cake. I’d always wanted an “Ace of Cakes” style custom cake so I was super excited. I was even more excited when I tasted it. I always imagined that cakes that looked this cool probably wouldn’t taste that great but this cake was dynamite!

The bottom layer was vanilla cake layered with vanilla pudding, whipped cream and fresh strawberries. The heavy layer of fondant was removed by most people, but if you could handle the sweetness it was quite yummy! The cake itself was moist but not gooey; it wasn’t crummy, and it wasn’t bland. It was everything you'd want a cake to be. My favorite part about it was the texture; the edges were ever so slightly browned which added a nice contrast to the fluffy inside.

The top layer was mine to take home, and I’m not ashamed to admit that I had my way with it. It was the same moist yellow cake as the bottom layer but the top was filled with a fudgy chocolate that left me drooling. There may or may not have been an open-mouth kiss involved…

I was so impressed with the cake that I went to the bakery to scope out some of their other creations. The shop is pretty small but it’s cute: pink and white and very…“cupcakey.” There are a few small tables if you can’t wait to get home to enjoy your sweets, and to be honest, you might just want to stay for the smell…it’s heavenly.

I bought myself four of the minis which are bite-sized: carrot cake, red velvet cake, Oreo, and peanut butter cup. The carrot cake was the first down the hatch. It was excellent! Very carroty, very yummy. The frosting was very soft and creamy but a little too sweet. The red velvet cake was pretty bland—definitely the least impressive of the bunch. It just didn’t have a strong flavor, and in fact, I tasted the frosting (a little buttery) more than the actual cake. I’d pass on this one if I were you. The Oreo was pretty tasty, though not as chocolatey as I expected it to be. However, I was also expecting a sweetness overload and it was pretty mellow which was a good thing. I was most excited about the peanut butter cup cupcake and oh.em.gee. A chocolate cupcake with fudge, then chocolate frosting, a little dab of peanut butter and two mini peanut butter cups on top. There is a God.

Their prices seem a little high to me, but whatever. It’s worth it. The mini cupcakes are $1.25, medium cupcakes for $2.50 and oversized cupcakes for I don’t know how much…maybe $4 but I don’t remember. I will definitely go here when I need a cake for a party, and it’s definitely worth a stop for a quick treat every once in a while (any more often than that and you’d better amp up your cardio!).

Phatso's

Phatso's
3601 Merrick Road
Seaford, New York 11783
Hours:
Monday to Thursday 11am -12am
Friday-Saturday 11-1am
Sunday 12pm-11pm
Phone: 516-809-7878

The advent of Food Network, shows such as "Man Vs. Food," and the rise in popularity of competitive eating has caused a boom in large portions that care little about caloric intake or health. And to quote Mel Torme, "I think that's the tops!" I am a big guy and I enjoy eating and not just portion size - as my friend Broccoli Rob would say, "It has to be Flavor-Blasted." And to be perfectly honest, with experience as an amateur home chef, food needs fat to taste good. Ironically, I am trying to lose some weight so I can easily see the juxtaposition. Sure, I like making Mexican chicken tacos, with plenty of cilantro, chili powder, lime, and cumin but I realize its restrictions. Let's take some fried fish or chorizo, add some chipotle mayo-laced cabbage, globs of sour cream, and some bacon and we are on our way to a "most excellent" taco.

I have read about the bahn-mi (a Vietnamese sandwich filled with pate, Vietnamese bologna, ground pork, cilantro, pickled diakon, sliced hot peppers, and mayo all on a French baguette - there are a ton of variations though) craze in the city, where people use Twitter to chart the courses of mobile trucks to find these great sandwiches. Although I have yet to find one on the Island, I appreciate the amount of hype a sandwich is getting and one that is different. Sure, we all love our "Godfather" heroes but Long Island is saturated with generic pork store specialties to suit most tastes, leaving sandwich aficionados with little hope. And of course here our focus is on affordability. I am sure there are high-end places that serve Serrano ham sandwiches at $20 a pop in West Hampton. The sandwich is a lost art, one that deserves more than meat and cheese or some paltry meatballs. It has become mundane and only the greats look to revive it. But to all of those looking for quantity and quality and a low price, Phatso's should be a destination. I had heard rumors of a sandwich place taking over a spot where numerous pizza places dishing out Elios specialties had failed. A few months ago, Phatso's opened, their Facebook page proclaiming their massive specialties. I have had the pleasure of heading to Phatso's twice since it has opened and have been truly satisfied. The menu does contain highly-heralded cheesesteaks, hot dogs (can get bacon and cheese on it!), classic hot Italian heroes, some Mexican staples, and burgers. However, the main attraction are the monster heroes, all served on fresh, crusty Italian bread.

On my first visit, a cloudy afternoon hankering for something different yet viciously filling led me here. I decided to go for the gusto and ordered specialty hero #1 which consists of chicken fingers, steak, bacon cheese fries, and fried mozzarella balls all jammed into a hero. Each sandwich is made to order so it takes some time so if you are in a rush, it is worth calling ahead. However, I felt no need to rush, especially in waiting for this. I took the sandwich home and felt guilty eating it - there were too many great things on one sandwich. I took a bite and reveled in the flavors. Some were more prominent than others but each bite offered various palatal pleasures. The steak was well-cooked and slightly crusty like on a good steak. The cheese from the fries weaved between layers of fried mozzarella and crispy chicken. And the bacon added a salty kick and even more crispiness. Now, one has to realize that you are eating a bevy of fried items so there is bound to be some oil. However, Phatso's does a great job at limiting this. Its tremendously filling as even a big dude like myself had trouble finishing the whole thing. And don't forget, that this is the sandwich with everything on it. There are other options.

On the second visit, a return from a beer soaked bachelor party weekend absolutely called for such food. I headed to the shop with my brother, heralding that such a place would do wonders for recovery. I decided to go a bit "milder" with the #6 which is chicken fingers, bacon, provolone cheese and fries with ranch dressing on a hero. Of course, it was excellent and I have to admit that the lack of "everything" from the #1 enabled me to get a better taste of each item in the sandwich. The provolone provided a sharp bite that mellowed the fingers and bacon. The ranch provided a nice creaminess and pulled the sandwich together. My brother ordered the #5, which is similar but has fried mozzarella and barbecue sauce instead of provolone and ranch. He enjoyed it very much. We also ordered a side of fried and onion rings (completely unnecessary since they were on the sandwiches) but the fries had that rustic, skin-on flavor and the onion rings had a nice, flaky crust, which dominated the standard breaded fare. Add a nice fountain Coke, and it was quite a meal.

Phatso's also offers some fried desserts such as fried Oreo's, Twinkies, and chocolate chip cookies. In both visits, I was unable to think about another bite of food but I have heard some great things about them. In addition, they have super-sized versions of the specialty heroes (from the pictures it looks like two heroes with a ton of fries) for $20. If you can eat it, you can name it. So if the name, "The Islanders Suck" comes to mind, you can name that sandwich that. Most of the food falls between the $5 to $10 range, so head here before pissing away money on mini-burgers from a $1 menu.

Phatso's is worth a visit - go for the gusto and get one of the monster sandwiches. There are not many places where you can find such fare. You will leave full, happy, and with the realization that eating way beyond when your brain tells you to stop is awesome! The sandwich is back!

Notes:

- You can visit the homepage here for a peek at the menu and location.
- There is also a Facebook and Twitter page.
- Keep an eye out for excellent coupons offered by Phatso's in local papers, Pennysavers, and magazines. They are quite the deal!
- On a side note: the second time I went, one of the owners (Dave I believe his name was) told me that one of his fryers had crapped out on him so the wait would be a bit (close to a half-hour). He also said he would do his best with what he had. Not only were the sandwiches, fries, and onion rings great, but he knocked a few dollars off the bill when we paid. Ironically, I would have been fine with paying full price because the food was great and I appreciated his honesty. This is the kind of thing that will keep me going there. Not only did Dave remember me from my first visit, but he appreciated my patronage and did what he could to keep me as a regular customer. Kudos!

Walt Whitman's Trail to Jayne's Hill

Walt Whitman Trail to Jayne's Hill (Long Island's highest peak, at an elevation of 400 feet) at West Hills County Park in Huntington.

OK, so I’m a little hesitant to tell you all about this place because it feels like a wonderful little secret and you know that feeling when all of a sudden your favorite band blows up and becomes totally famous and you’re left bitterly defending the fact that you heard them first?! It’s kinda like that. But I get that part of my obsession with the Walt Whitman Trail has a lot to do with the fact that I Love Love Love (big “L”) Walt Whitman. Even if you don’t, however, it’s a pretty rad place to visit, so let me tell you about it.

It is, of course, called the Walt Whitman Trail because the great American poet was born in a farmhouse right around the corner, and often walked this path for inspiration. Ten years before his death he visited the area one last time and wrote,

"I write this back again at West Hills on the high elevation (the highest spot on Long Island?) of Jayne’s Hill, which we have reached by a fascinating winding road. A view of thirty or forty, or even fifty or more miles, especially to the east and south and southwest; the Atlantic Ocean to the latter points in the distance–a glimpse or so of Long Island Sound to the north."

He has also described West Hills as “a romantic and beautiful spot [and] the most hilly and elevated part of Long Island.”

The trail is actually part of a much bigger park: West Hills County Park. The park boasts “youth group camping, picnicking, playground, meeting hall, bridle paths, dog run, and horseback riding facility” and if you’re into that stuff you can access the park’s main entrance at Sweet Hollow Road. Personally, I’ve always gone in the back way because when I go there, I want to walk where Whitman walked.

I wouldn’t call it a “secret entrance” but you certainly wouldn’t stumble upon it accidentally. Here’s the route: take the LIE or the Northern State East to 110 North. Make a left onto Overhill Road. Make a right onto Ridge Drive. Make a left onto Reservoir Road. There used to be a parking lot there, but now you can just kinda park on the side of the road. When you walk onto the trail, you’ll see what used to be a public bathroom, as well as a one of the most melancholic swing sets you’d ever want to see. Once these sad reminders of more prosperous times are out of sight you enter another world.

There are many paths to choose from and while they range in difficulty, I would say that anyone in decent shape can tackle the most challenging trails as long as they have a good pair of sneakers or boots and a bottle of water. I always start off following the Jayne’s Hill Trail to the top—you’ll know you’re there when you see a giant boulder with a plaque on it. This is me sitting on it -->

The way down is a lot more fun. I like to jog down the steep dirt and wooden steps to the trails below, but beginners might want to take it a bit more slowly (one word of warning: getting back up the steps is one of the most difficult pieces of the entire park, primarily because of how steep it is. Your burning thighs will thank you later). No matter which trails you take you can expect to hike at least 3 or 4 miles.

The paths are primarily dirt and crushed foliage, but there are some sandy areas as well, and since there are bridal paths, many of which cross over the hiking trails it’s not unusual to find ample amounts of horse manure. (Personally, I don’t mind the smell so much; it’s oat-y.) It’s easy to want to keep your eyes on the ground—there are large branches, plants and rocks to trip over—but you’ll miss the best parts if you do this! The trail is home to towering trees, lush greenery, and surprising bursts of colorful flowers. While there, you will hear a variety of birds and may see chipmunks, squirrels, foxes, and horses.

Take the time to explore the different trails and don’t worry about getting lost. There are trail markers on the trees and all of the paths intersect at some point. If you don’t explore you’ll miss a lot. The last time we visited, we came across this bizarre stretch of the trail that looked like scenery from The Lord of the Rings. I can only describe it as a land of creepy, leafless bushes (trees? plants? shrubs?) but they were pretty awesome looking and I totally wanted to sport a tunic and have a sword fight.

I will leave you with these words:

Have you reckon'd a thousand acres much? have you reckon'd the earth much?

Have you practis'd so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,)

You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books,

You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.

Barrier Brewing

Barrier Brewing
3595 Lawson Blvd. Unit E
Oceanside, NY 11572
Phone: (516) 316-4429
E-mail: evan@barrierbrewing.com

I have often been called a "beer snob" merely because I have some knowledge of beer, respect it as an adult beverage, and have negative comments to make about the conglomerate companies that change their advertising strategies depending on "what's cool in beer" at the moment (e.g. Miller Lite's brief foray into the emphasis on triple-hop brewing was quickly replaced with male lower-back tattoo commercials). However, if I am visiting someone's house and Budweiser is their beer of choice, I will not turn it down by any means. This is their drink of choice and I respect that. Beer is rarely noted for its social powers, a means of bringing people together to enjoy food, drink, and a few laughs.

Most times, a "tasting session" will require good beers created by good people with good ingredients. With the craft beer boom comes tons of breweries opening producing a sub-par product with a catchy name. In addition, the prices on some of these fairly unknown products often astounds me, for $13 for a six-pack of "Uncle John's Wet Sock I.PA." does not appeal to me especially since I have no idea about the taste nor the brewery. This is why my friends and I were excited to hear about a brewery opening in Oceanside, NY, central to where many of us live and/or have family. Barrier Brewing is seemingly a one-man operation running out of a warehouse district along Lawson Boulevard. The journey there is half of the fun as the last time I went I waited for a friend to follow before I ventured down the dimly-lit, narrow asphalt road; it was like some sort of modern day beer adventure that beats the hell out of pulling into the lot of a distributor. When you arrive at the open garage door, do not let the exterior surroundings fool you; this is a model of cleanliness, hospital-like even, with tons of stainless steel instruments for brewing shining from every corner. Bags of top-notch hops (mostly from the Pacific Northwest) and grains (from the U.K., Germany, Belgium, France, Canada, and the United States) form a bunker in the middle of the floor, announcing to all visitors that this not some sort of backwoods moonshine operation.

I was greeted by Evan, the master brewer, and was happily given the opportunity to sample some beers before I bought. At the time, these beers were available: Ruthless IPA, Belgian1, GreenRoom Pale Ale, Lights Out Stout, Bulkhead Red, and Beech St. Wheat. Being a modest fellow and knowing that this brewery was just getting started (plus I had to drive home), I asked for samples of the Beech St. Wheat and the Lights Out Stout. I was completely blown away by the quality of the beers. The Beech St. Wheat had a terrific aroma of citrus and coriander and this followed through in the flavor. It had a nice mouthfeel, slightly dry, a bit creamy, with strong citrus notes and various spices. It was a nice play on the typical Belgian Wit but with a modern interpretation. I liked the balance of spice to citrus as this can be the downfall of many witbiers as they fall too much into one category. This would be an unbelievable thirst-quencher during the warmer months.

I also sampled (and ended up buying a growler of) the Lights Out Stout. Stouts are one of my favorite styles of beers, so much so that it does not have to be cold out for me to enjoy one. Barrier's stout is a monster, comparable to many of the better American stouts out there now. It had a nice, thick mouthfeel and strong coffee notes without the addition of actual coffee. For me, this is a real mark of quality to be able to extract such a strong coffee flavor without the addition of any flavorings. The roasted, chocolatey nature of the beer is something that I really enjoyed as well as the light alcohol note in the finish. It had a nice balance of bitterness from the hops. This is an easy drinking stout, dare I say a session beer, that I look forward to enjoying more in the cooler months. And there's nothing like a pitch-black stout poured into the correct glass (as this was). I was also able to sample the Bulkhead Red, which was also an excellent interpretation of the style, with a beautiful red hue and a nice, malty sweetness.

On a side note, I was impressed that the website listed three goals or objectives. This might appeal to the educator in me but it gave much validity to the operation. According to the website, the objectives of Barrier Brewing are: 1) to educate the local consumer to the variety and quality available in locally produced craft beer, 2) to create and produce beers of a caliber that cannot and have not been produced elsewhere, and 3) to spread the word of great beer through the creation of great beer. The brewery gives you the opportunity to see the creation process from start to finish, something most of Long Islanders will never be able to see or do (especially that close up). I am glad to hear about the education part as well. There is such a focus in the food world on understanding where our food comes from that this should be applicable to beer as well. To be able to see the process of beer making and then see the beer on tap at a local bar is tremendous. I applaud the brewery for their accessibility and their desire to make the brewery accessible to all.

I am looking forward to sampling more beers in the future and for the price ($10 to $12 for a growler fill), this is quite the deal. Let's remember too that you are getting your growler filled in the same place that it is made - talk about freshness! I read rumors about a possible schwarzbier in the works and a reference to a winter warmer and I am amped! There are some great things being brewed here and it would be worth your time to take a drive over and get a growler or buy a glass or t-shirt!

Notes:

· Visit the brewer webpage here: Barrier Brewing Co. Here you will find a history of the brewery, how the beers are made (very informative), merchandise, and the various beers that are produced.

· The brewery normally does growler fills on Saturdays from 12pm to 4pm. I happened to get my growler filled on Friday night. Check the Barrier Brewing Facebook page for updates on when the growler fill days and times will be for that week. A friend of mine also e-mailed the brewery (evan@barrierbrewing.com) and received a quick reply when asked about fill times. You can even set up a tour of the brewing facility.

· If you like the beers, take a business card and give it to your local distributor, especially if they have taps to fill growlers. Long Island needs more breweries like this! Keep It On Long Island (KIOLI!)

Nissequogue River State Park

Nissequogue River State Park
799 St. Johnland Road, Kings Park, NY 11754
$8 Car Entrance Fee (during the spring and summer months)

There are certain times where the preservation of land for the use of recreation by the public makes a tremendous amount of sense. One’s thoughts on this topic will most definitely vary by where one lives and how much space is available to “get out and enjoy the outdoors.” For those who live in small apartments with little light, having the opportunity to spend a day at the park is more than a necessity. The name of this park is misleading; yes, it does access the Nissequogue River but most of the park consists of the abandoned Kings Park Psychiatric Center which closed its doors in December of 1996. One building remains occupied, run by the Pilgrim Psychiatric facility.

I am not really sure how to put to words the emotions and feelings that one gets when visiting this park. The first thing that hits you is the sheer magnitude of the facility, how many buildings exist which all served the purpose of rehabilitating (?) those with severe disabilities. Kings Park existed during a time when “warehousing” those with severe disabilities seemed like the only option, where jamming as many people as humanly possible into buildings served the purpose of getting these people out of society. I think it is important that I mention that I speak historically as I have read many accounts and am completely sickened by the ways things were. As a counterpoint, most of these large facilities were extremely understaffed and it is a shame that the stories of abuse overshadow the stories of employees who truly worked on rehabilitation and getting patients back into society.

As you wander around the main section of the park, it is like visiting Chernobyl. Once a place filled with humans is now abandoned yet the historical significance remains. Doctors and nurses lived here. For a long period of time, this facility was self-sufficient with its own power, water, and even food. This is not a park to visit for a picnic. Rather, it is a place to go for contemplation about one’s own existence.

This is the place to go to with your I-Pod with a familiar, contemplative song on loop (I like Shadez of Brooklyn’s “Change (instrumental)” or Bobby Hutcherson’s “Montara”). Wander around the main section of the park, examine the buildings, and imagine what had gone on there. Revel in irony as you reach the bluff where panoramic vistas of the Long Island Sound are quickly shrouded by boarded windows, crumbling brick, and the musty smell of urban decay. Take a seat on a bench on the now defunct Soundview Court, watch the birds, and think about life in general as you stare at Building 93 looming in the distance. Imagine a day in the life here. Imagine your day in a life here.

Spending a day here on a humid July afternoon will give you perspective. There is access to the Long Island Greenbelt Trail and there are some interesting nuggets along this trail such as building foundations, chairs, and other items representing buildings since destroyed before worries of asbestosis. Walk back to your car and stare in amazement at the window boards of some of the buildings (plywood boards over the windows to prevent vandalism and trespassing) as they display the artwork of children in an effort to soften the “edges’ of the place. Take a peek at the medical/surgical building, notice the gated-in fire escapes rusting, and ponder the many then-breakthrough electro-shock treatments and lobotomies that took place there. A quick turn to the left and you are at a playground. Sit on the slide and wonder, “What the #$%& were they thinking?” Exit the park on Kings Park Boulevard and revel in the shadow of Building 93, a thirteen-story monstrosity that must have struck fear into all those who passed through its doors for the first time. People fly gas-powered model planes and helicopters in a field adjacent to the Wisteria building, a place where the most violent patients were rumored to have lived (opacity.us). Irony is the key word here. You will leave this place feeling quite different than when you came and not in a cheesy, “Ghost Hunters” way. It will affect the way you think about the world around us, the people that exist in it, and the hidden history of Long Island.

Notes:
• I must emphasize that you do not attempt to enter any of the buildings. Disregarding a trivial anecdote of a shotgun being pointed out through a window, there are a myriad of reasons not to trespass. These include asbestos, lead paint, vagrants, mold, weak floors and ceilings, rodents, and a small item known as the police who levy severe penalties to those who are caught.
• If you need a fix of what the interiors look like, visit Opacity. Here you will find awesome photos, videos, news items, and archival photos. All photos seen here were taken by Dan over a period of two years.
• Visit the Nissequogue River State Park Foundation to see some ideas on how locals would like to further develop the land as a functioning (and accessible) park while keeping the historical integrity of the facility
• I have left a lot to be explored. This is a large place and many interesting things abound.

Up and Coming

This blog will be an amalgamation of two people who live, work (kind of), eat, shop, explore, and suffer in the place that is known as Long Island. We thought it would make sense to share some of our explorations of The Island from a perspective that focuses on the inexpensive, free, or otherwise devoid of all things Long Island. It will be a place where restaurants, parks, places, music, beer, and many other items will be discussed rather randomly. Our hopes are that you will be able to find something new that you can take part in to make living here more accessible and enable those who do not know that tons of culture and activity take place right here and not a railroad trip to the west. We encourage comments and suggestions and look forward to embarking on this seemingly trivial endeavor that was months in the making.