Last night started off with the Whole Roast Pig Luau at the Brooklyn Yard by Mean Red and Finger on the Pulse. FOTP has put been putting on some interesting DJ/backyard BBQs this summer (w/ chefs from Marlow & Sons, Calexico, Egg, and Sam Mason; DJs Les Savy Fav, The Harlem Shakes). Pretty impressive events and reasonably affordable. Entry was free last night and food was $10 a plate which comes with a free Sixpoint beer. The roast pig and sides were prepared by Hapa Kitchen, which I’m now Googling and I see that Cathy Erway of Not Eating Out in NY is part of this group. I swear I’ve never heard a name more in conversation after I listened to this SXSW food blog panel a few months back. Everyone keeps asking me if I know Cathy Erway. I must’ve met half of her friends by now.
Back to the food. I liked the pig. Although for some reason, the days leading up to this I was imagining sitting at the whole pig with a fork and pulling scraps right off it and into my mouth. It was cool they had a vegetarian option with roast eggplant, which tasted like Spaceship Earth at Epcot. It sounds like I’m being a weirdo as usual, but Rob got me. It tasted like that fog machine in one of the early age scenes of the ride. I suppose from the smoker or however they cooked it.
I ran into a couple of Facebook friends which are all into the Brooklyn hipster food scene (I know no one likes to be called a hipster, but I mean that in a good way). They asked me if I know Cathy Erway.
Omar took us over to the Glasslands for the Brooklyn Skillshare benefit, which is a pretty cool idea. Everyone offers to teach a skill of theirs to the group. I guess my skill would be Flowbeeing my hair? They had Sweet Tooth of the Tiger set up selling baked goods with Jalapeno Cornbread Muffins, Lemon Whoopie Pies, Vegan cookies and Red Velvet Cupcake Lollipops. Sweet Tooth of the Tiger also seems to have a good cause according to their About page …more importantly making my mouth happy.
We then went over to Union Pool for some tacos at the El Diablo Taco Truck in the backyard. It helped fill our stomachs up with more solids. I had a a really good bite right in the middle of my pork taco. It was a taste explosion. I think it was a really juicy fatty piece right there. We tried to be wingmen to each other throughout the night, but of course we should always leave any winging to the women in our group. Yoshie did well. Then there was a dance party fueled by all the pig, sugar and beer. When I woke up this morning, I felt like I was whacked upside my head with a 2×4. I’m trying to remember if that happened.