The Simple Comfort of a Good Arrabbiata
An appreciation of the simple (and underrated) comfort of a rigatoni or penne all'arrabbiata.
An appreciation of the simple (and underrated) comfort of a rigatoni or penne all'arrabbiata.
When it comes to food, I'm not fancy. And with a limited budget and a very limited kitchen, I have to keep it VERY simple.
I grew up drinking milk, eating cheese and living for ice cream. They’re delicious! But as I grow older and learn more about dairy’s role in human nutrition and the way animals are treated so we can get a good chunk of feta, I’m dialing back.
I’m not a vegan, but I do unwittingly have vegan days – whole 24 hour periods where I will unintentionally not consume any animal products. After experimenting with vegetarianism and going full swing a few years ago, it just happens. It would probably be more accurate to describe me as “vegan-adjacent.”
While I haven’t dropped dairy altogether, I have cut back dramatically. After years of going without meat but occasionally enjoying fish, my thinking on the whole subject of animal consumption is evolving. Sticking with the things I was raised on is easy. It’s what I know. But as I keep thinking, learning and seeing more over time, dairy is growing harder for me to justify.
Tucked away on West 47th Street between 10th and 11th Avenues, this midtown extension of SoHo-based Sullivan Street Bakery does most of it's biz baking and supplying exquisite breads for restaurants and such. They do, however, have a humble over-the-counter…