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Leftover White Bread
It depends on the kind of white bread you have. Whait sandwich bread does not hold up as well in many of the following applications, but bread pudding, croutons, and bread salad all will work. If it's crusty white bread, like a country loaf, then the world is your oyster. Here's a list of ideas, Google away. Oh, and I do realize this post is one day too late, but oh well.
-bread pudding, sweet or savory
-bread salad, a.k.a. panzanella
-big-ass croutons to top a salad or plop in brothy soup
...or, whatever the bread, you can always make it into fresh breadcrumbs to top macaroni and cheese, or a cassoulet-type assemblage of beans, garlic, tomatoes, and the charcuterie of your choice. Or use the breadcrumbs to bread a chicken, pork, or veal cutlet, or even a catfish fillet. Saute it, squeeze lemon over the works, and there you go!
The Best Bagel in New York City
I fear I will sound like a ninny saying this, but I'm fond of Brooklyn Bagel Company in Astoria on Broadway. Why is it called Brooklyn Bagel Company when the place is in Queens? Are there more Brooklyn Bagel Companies in Brooklyn? I don't know. But I like their bagels a lot.
Mini bagels are the size that regular bagles used to be. Mini bagels are the way to go, because you get a bigger ratio of chewy exterior to bready interior. Having just moved from California, most any New York bagel is better than what I'm used to.
vitello tonnato
Hi, Vicky. I haven't made vitello tonnato in quite a while--like, 7 years--but I'll comb through some cookbooks and see what I can do.
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I was in fourth grade, and we were visiting Walt Disney World's then-newish Epcot Center. I was young and a sucker and really did believe in the animitronic magic of the place. Epcot center had an international gallery of plazas pretending to be other countries--Germany, England, China, etc. One night we ate dinner in a fake Aztec temple in fake Mexico, and I thought it was the coolest thing ever. The following night my parents made a dinner reservation for the restaurant in fake Morocco. The restaurant was brand-new, nearly empty, and totally screwed up. We waited two hours for food I was not interested in at all in the first place. I fell asleep with my head in my mother's lap, more out of boredom than fatigue. I awoke to a dry, bland mess of couscous. It was midnight by the time we got out of there. The only redeeming quality of fake Morocco was the belly dancer.