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I WISH THAT I COULD EAT LIKE THE COOL KIDS

November 3, 2014

lThe word “cool” is insanely overused. I’m as guilty as anyone at spewing the word in the direction of far too many things that are only slightly above average and was thinking I should chill on my use of “cool.” Recently though, I discovered an amazing new use for the word, making it a fantastically specific descriptor. Here’s how it happened: I had a great meal at a popular new restaurant but when someone asked me what kind of food it was I found it difficult to explain. When I shared this with a friend who had recently eaten there he said, “Just tell them it’s cool food.”

img-triplethreat1347jpg_122239549017_jpg_carousel_partiesMy friend’s emphasis on the word cool was so pointed that I instantly knew exactly what he meant, it even conjured up an image of the kind of place where you might eat such a meal. Cool food is served in a happening place, the clientele may or may not be friendly but they will be well dressed. The average age of people eating there will be mid-twenties to early forties but no one will look- or dress- over thirty. The music will include songs found mainly on alt stations, have a retro bent or be in a foreign language. It will be at best cacophonous and at worst full on noisy. The decor will most likely be European-bistro-meets-Brooklyn-flea-market; they use or at least contemplated using Edison lightbulbs. And just to confirm you are in fact in a cool restaurant, as you walk in one of your friends will look around and utter something like, “I wish their decorator could do my apartment.”

l-1At this mecca of cool you will eat food that defies a single cuisine category and forces you into excruciatingly lengthy explanations of individual dishes in an effort to describe it. “Well, it’s all fresh, local, season ingredients, like, farm-to-table but not as rustic…I mean, the fish had miso so kind of an Asian influence I think but the roasted carrots we ordered had cumin on them but it wasn’t Middle Eastern at all. If anything it maybe was kind of French but their pasta was really good and they had wood oven pizza. It’s for sure not an Italian restaurant but if you want Italian, like I said, they have some good stuff. The desserts were insanely good, traditional but not, basically a twist on American classics but more modern…” And so on, and so on.

72nd Street AptI have always agreed with the saying that a restaurant that does everything does nothing well. However, over the last few years I have had more and more great meals at places where the chef clearly has multiple influences and the confidence to play with his food genres. And now, thanks to my friend, I no longer have to struggle to describe theses spots when I recommend them. I can just shrug and say, “It’s, you know, cool food.”  I’m really excited to try more of these restaurants as they open except I have one problem: another defining feature of a cool restaurant? You can never get a reservation.♥

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GABBING WITH TARABOULSY

September 30, 2014

Foodie/Filmaker Gab Tarabously

Foodie/Filmaker Gab Tarabously

My very good friend and filmmaker Gabriel Taraboulsy is one of my favorite people to break bread with. Watching him order off a restaurant’s menu is like watching a six year old in a candy store with $20 bill- shameless, unapologetic and positively frenetic. The only time he is more excited about food is when he’s filming it in order to share his passion and reverence with the rest of us. He wants to make you love food, to lust after it. He will succeed.

So, Gab, you’re essentially a food pornographer, how did you get into it?

Why do I love it when you call me that?!  I’ve always been in love with filmmaking and abruptly realized that the stories happening inside kitchens and restaurants and plates and farms are the ones that fascinated me most. I started making visual poems celebrating the real people doing real things for the right reason in the LA food scene. It kinda got going with this LAist blurb. I think a plate of soulfully prepared food is the most beautiful thing in the world, I can stare at it and film it all day. When I really get into it, out of decency I ask the Chef to look away whilst I molest his food with a camera.

Wow Gab, when did you first realize you had a food-lust problem?

I don’t have a problem. You’re the one with the problem.

A still from Gab's film on Hinoki & the Bird. Black cod scented with burning hinoki wood.

A still from Gab’s film on Hinoki & the Bird. Black cod scented with burning hinoki wood.

You’re surrounded by food all day- images, research, footage, not to mention the real thing- how do you not weigh 300 lbs?

Honestly, it’s cosmic fortuitousness. I always say that life is the boring part between meals. I should be orca. I’m hungry every minute of every day. My curiosity is insatiable. I exercise not because it feels good, but purely for the caloric deficit.

 We have that in common! What’s your current project?

 I’m producing/directing a show for Tastemade (as far as I’m concerned, they are doing the most extraordinary food stuff in any medium). We’re putting on epic tailgate cookouts at College Football Games all over America; inviting local hero chefs to capture the spirit of tailgate cuisine but bringing their ingredient repertoire, technique and — of course — creativity to blow it out of the parking lot. It’s a way to use food to explore America’s culinary landscape and the really unique and fascinating subculture of superfans.

 I love football, I’m already obsessed with your show. Which restaurant is your dream subject?

Chez Panisse. I’ve always wanted to make my pilgrimage to the birthplace of slow food; walk their edible schoolyard and pluck from the mulberry tree when no one is looking.

 Do you cook?

Are you crazy? F**k no. I’ve seen the masters do it and I’m not worthy. Plus, cleaning up suuuuux.

Gab gives ice cream the edible art treatment.

Gab gives ice cream the edible art treatment.

How do you feel about Instagram and the whole “food porn” movement? Is there such a thing as food-photo overkill?

I hate it. Phones and cameras have no place at the table. When we go into a restaurant we bring a truck full of equipment, 5 crew members and spend 4 hours shooting a single dish – I feel like that’s the least you can do to honor the effort that went into its preparation. 90% of the pictures people take at their table would moooortify the Chefs.

Well said. I’m promise I’m sufficiently ashamed for all the times I’m guilty of that for this blog. Can we still be friends?…

The price of forgiveness is a cookie.

Done!♥

Watch all of Gab Taraboulsy’s films for Delicious Cinema here.

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rachelle I have no desire to be a food blogger. Although the existence of this, my food blog, would suggest otherwise. I’m not a brilliant cook and am certainly no culinary expert but where I do excel is eating; I eat with abandon.
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