Gentrification in Staten Island

In April of 2015, the New York Times published an article entitled “Staten Island’s Turning Point?”. This piece was written by C.J. Hughes who believes Staten Island is turning into more of a gentrified area. However, this gentrification is only happening wherever builders will allow it. The builders are mostly focusing on the Northern Shore where water front homes can be made. This includes areas such as Stapleton, Clifton, St.George and Tompkinsville. Not only do these neighborhoods have views of Manhattan, they are also right near the Staten Island Ferry.

Before I came to Wagner my Dad told me that Staten Island was a semi-trashy area, and believed I would get mugged with in my first week of being here. Now the thing was is he hasn’t been to Staten Island since the early 2000s. He use spend most of his childhood here as well because some of his family lives here. So when I told him about the mansions I saw on the ride to the ferry or how safe I felt on campus he was shocked. And I pretty sure he thinks I am lying to try to make him feel better. My mom who has visited the campus however knows just what I am talking about however. But even so my Dad can’t quite wrap his head around the fact that Staten Island is changing into a gentrified area of prime real estate.

New York Times Article

 

NYC Menus Then and Now

Last week during history class I learned about the importance of menus in the 19th century in NYC. The menus that I viewed were very long and had many standards for serving each course. Compared to menus today they were very detailed and long and dinner was a very complicated thing. Now a days menus for a dinner party are short and have few options for guest to choose from. Theres no directions to certain ways to serve the food.

Menus in the 19th century could have up to 12 courses with strict regulations. The menu my class received  was  12 courses and each course had to be served a certain way with specific drinks in-between them. There was a first course, soup course, fish course, entrees which were served in-between any of the courses, vegetable course, game or salad course, and a few different types of desert courses. This was a very in-depth menu with multiple choices. This shows how complicated the menus in the 19th century was and how these menus show the way the wealth lived. The wealthy had many servants and accessibility to many different foods. The types of foods on the menu shows the money they had and the foods they could afford.

Present day restaurant menus are less explanatory and are made to be more appealing to the costumer. Menus today at a restaurant explain the way the food is cooked with a short detailed synapses on what is in the dish. Still till this day the quality of the menu, the prices of the food, and the types of foods offered displays the status of the restaurant.

New York VS New Jersey Pizza

New York my home away from home is supposedly the best place to get pizza. But I have to disagree with that claim because New Jersey my actual home has the best pizza i have ever had. Many people will dispute me on this but it also depends on what type of pizza you like. I am a fan of thicker pizza  with a thick crust. Many New Jersey pizza places make it the way i like it. There are other places that make it very thin and brittle which i do not like probably because as a child my parents always got thin pizza. Which is an interesting topic because i did not stop liking pizza all together just a different type.

The competition is high for pizza places in New Jersey because there are so many places that sell it. When there is so much supply and demand it causes many people to divulge in the business because you know you’ll make a profit. You know that a you will make a profit as long as your prices and location are good. In New York it is the same way where you can find a pizza place on each corner. It is a great example of the business world if you look at pizza places in either states because of the competition and the demand for it.

 

 

Port Richmond

Like every Friday, I visited my mentee at Port Richmond High School this Friday for the cooking class. I always enjoy going to Port Richmond on Fridays because it is their eating day of the food they made that week and it allows me to talk to the students and get to know them. I’ve developed a relationship with my mentees as well as the other students in the class.

This past Friday the students made a dish with eggplant, ground beef, and mozzarella cheese. It was similar to the way eggplant parmagiana is prepared except without sauce. I was skeptical in trying it, considering all the students were telling me the dish is, in their opinions, gross. Nevertheless, we all took a bite and to our surprise it was good. My only issue with the dish was the excessive oil that was layered on the top. I think that it is beneficial that the students are learning cooking skills but they should also teach the students more nutritional recipes and cooking styles.IMG_3703

Expanding my Food Palette

The New York Ranger game was on, and my boyfriend wanted to go to his family’s favorite place to watch the game: the Molly Wee Pub. Being extremely neophobic, I decided to step out of my comfort zone and join him this weekend.

Traveling into Manhattan, taking the X1 to Madison Square Garden, I was extremely nervous. I didn’t know what to expect. All I could think about was: “What would  I eat? Would the smells make me nauseous? Would there be salad there? Chicken? I despise red meat!”  All I could think about was my trip to Astoria, and how I almost passed out from the site of the meat hanging in the BZGrill! I was terrified that something of the sort would be hanging in the Irish Pub! We arrived, and to my liking, the pub had no meat hanging from it’s ceilings! Completely decorated with Ranger’s plaques, and every single person there had a Ranger’s jersey on. I immediately knew I would love this place (I wasn’t sure yet about the food). The atmosphere was great, everyone was cheerful, and welcoming. We stepped inside and a women with an Irish Brogue met us at the door and showed us to our table. I had never heard an authentic brogue before so I was mind blown.  Following that, our waitress came to our table, and what do you know, SHE HAD AN IRISH BROGUE TOO!  I later found out that every employee is actually an Irish immigrant, therefore all had Irish brogues.  I immediately knew this place would be great, like my family’s deli and catering business, we are actually Italian from Italy and cook authentic Italian food, so I knew this place emphasized the same values in their business as we did.

The menu seemed average to me, about the same you could get anywhere, but once we received our food my thoughts changed completely. All of the food, although they seemed American, had an Irish twist! For example the Caesar said dressing had an Irish influence to it, so, the salad didn’t taste like your average salad, it tasted better! Besides the dressing, he chicken on top was moist and extremely fresh. The croutons were home made and the tomatoes and cucumbers were  ripe! The food was great!

I found connections from both our History, and Physcology classes to my experience this weekend! I am slowly overcoming my neophobic ways, and I ventured out to a restaurant that was founded by Irish Immigrants (once not accepted in society, as we learned from the Moore family). It is amazing to see the progress Irish-America’s made from being frowned upon, and their food looked at to disgusting, to successfully owning restaurants!

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Chicken Pot Pie

 

 

No More Neophobia

Growing up, I kind of limited myself to the new foods that I was willing to try. I come from a Russian-Jewish background and the foods from those cultures are very interesting to say the least. For example, gefilte fish is something that my brother and I swore that we will never eat. When we were younger, we always used to laugh about how someone could’ve possibly came up with such a dish – fish jello soup. It still seems unreal to me but mostly everyone in my family indulges in it at almost every holiday. In addition, my family is the exact opposite of someone who is neophobic. They are willing to try almost everything including snails, alligator bites, frog legs and so much more. Ironically, they always called me the weird one because when we went out to eat I ordered calamari and penne vodka. It came to a point that the waiter at out usual restaurants knew what I was ordering before we even sat down. They always used to yell at me and make fun of me for constantly ordering the same exact dish at every place we went to.

I can’t recall the exact moment when my eating habits changed but all of a sudden I was willing to try foods that 3 years ago wouldn’t even cross my mind. My family was just as surprised as I was when we went to a sushi restaurant one day and instead of ordering chicken terriyaki I got a few different rolls that included a variety of raw fish and new ingredients that I have never tried before. Since that day, I was willing to try almost anything. I believe that broadening my horizons for food definitely made me overall a more open-minded person. I’m very grateful that my family sort of pushed me to try new things because now I can really appreciate all different types of cuisines that are offered in New York City as well as any other places that I travel to in the future.

Trip to Flushing

When arriving at  Main street, Flushing,it was a whole new world. Every where you looked you either saw a new Chinese food place, an unreadable Chinese sign, or millions of people scrambling to get to where they needed to be. This part of town was predominately Asian. While trying to find a dumping place White Bear, my group and I had gotten lost. The one and only person there who understood us guided us to the place. When we walked in it wasn’t your everyday Chinese food place. It was a little hole in the wall that people could just walk right by. To be honest, walking in there I didn’t know how the food was going to be. When we order the women didn’t really understand us so she kinda just gave their most popular dish. This was dumplings with hot sauces and some type of brown power.

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When the members of my group tried them they said they were really good but for me looking at them was the farthest I would go. Relating to class, you can say that I had neophobia. I don’t really like tasting new things especially if idk what they are giving me. The women just gave us what she thought was the most popular and even though they might have been really good, I couldn’t bring myself to try them. Seeing that nothing was in english it was a lot harder to find things to eat because we didn’t know what anything was.Hopefully next time I can get over it and try one the of the foods.

Astoria Queens Visit

During our visit to Astoria Queens, we very delightfully surprised as to how vibrant, and busy the neighborhood was. We saw young children playing in the streets, and adults of all ages walking around the neighborhood (mostly ranging from 25-35 or senior citizens). Among all the different shops, within a span of two blocks, we saw an Italian bakery, a French bakery, multiple Greek restaurants (fast food, and sit down), and multiple Mexican restaurants. When it was time to eat dinner, we had too many options we did not know where to go! We decided on the BZGrill, a New York Times top rated authentic Greek restaurant! It was a small shop, and everything was cooked right in front of us! It was absolutely delicious! Never having eaten a gyro before, I was delightfully surprised as to how fresh, and delicious the food was!

Besides eating, we drove around the neighborhood looking for possible flaws the neighborhood may have. A few things that may be problematic is the large power plant located on 20th Avenue, a sanitation problem (build up of trash bags, and trash on the street), and perhaps heavy traffic problems. Although we all left our trip with feelings that this city was running quite efficiently, we still have some more investigating to do.

Besides looking for the problems in Astoria, we focused a lot on the good. The city was thriving! All of the shops were filled with costumers, the large recreational center was located very close to the homes, apartments, and town center. There were practically no homeless people sitting on the streets, a large super market was located within walking distance of the lower income area of Astoria, and the power plant did not let off any bad odors! I am very happy we chose to study Astoria, because I just found a new neighborhood I would like to visit!

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Lamb and chicken being cut up right in front of you!

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Greek french fries

Greek french fries – Feta cheese, oregano, oi

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Chicken Gyro

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Making Wine

Screen Shot 2015-11-10 at 10.07.22 AMEvery year my family makes wine, every since I could remember one thing my family would always do every October was make wine. Both my grandparents were born and raised in Italy until the moved to America, when their families moved to America both my grandma and grandfather made wine every year with their families. My whole family gets together at my grandparents house where everyone gets dirty to squeeze the grapes to make wine. My two youngest cousins have been around this since they were born and they are now three and five and can not wait to make wine every year.
Making wine Screen Shot 2015-11-10 at 10.07.54 AMis not just a one day and done type of thing it takes days. First the grapes are delivered to my grandparents house in portions on the first day 20 cases of white and red grapes are crushed through the machines to start to get all the juice out of the grapes then it sits overnighScreen Shot 2015-11-10 at 10.07.39 AMt until the other 20 cases of grapes get delivered and crushed. Once both sets of grapes are crushed, they have to sit for three days. After the three days are over we squeeze the grapes. This is when everyone comes to my grandparents house and spend the whole day squeezing grapes. My family usually starts doing this around 10:00 in the morning and it does not stop until midnight depending how fast everyone works. For the past couple my grandma has been getting shirts made for everyone which just makes getting messy more fun.

After the three days the grapes are ready to be squeezed. Before the grapes can be put into the squeezScreen Shot 2015-11-10 at 10.08.52 AMer most of the stems need to be removed. Once the stems are removed the juice in the big pastic barrel with the crushed grapes is taken out little by little and put into barrels. The reaming grapes in the big barrel get put into the sqeezer for the rest of the jucie to come out of the grapes. The squeezer is a manual machine that the grapes are put in to with a piece of metal on top of the that pus
hed the grapes down to get as much juice out of the grapes as we can. The juice that comes out of the sqeezer is also put into wooden barrels afterScreen Shot 2015-11-10 at 10.09.12 AM it is done. This past year we squeezed over 80 gallons of grapes and got 3 barrels of wine. Once all the juice is put into the barrels the juice needs to sit for 40 days until it can become wine. When the grape juice is fermenting into wine the barrels do not get closed because when the juice is feremnting it bubbles and if enough pressure stays in the barrels they can break or brust since they are wooden.

 

 

Ellis Island Dining

I went to Ellis Island last weekend and happened upon a part of the museum where they talked about how meals were served and what the dining experience for someone who had just arrived to New York would have been like. They were required by law to provide food for anyone that had been detained and forced to stay on the Island so they needed to cook large meals for hundreds of people at a time.   At the exhibit they had pictures of the immigrants eating and accounts of what the food was like. They also had examples of the plates and the museum’s dining area actually had chairs and decor which resembled the ones that were there when it was still a functioning immigration center.

One of the dining areas on Ellis Island.

Because there was such an array of cultures arriving, there was no way to be able to serve them foods that were common and familiar to everyone there. Oreste Teglia an Italian immigrant that arrived in 1916, was interviewed in1985 about her experience while she was on Ellis Island. She said, “We got oatmeal for breakfast, and I didn’t know what it was, with the brown sugar on it, you know. I couldn’t get myself to eat it. So I put it on the windowsill, let the birds eat it.” Not all of the foods were unknown to them, but a large majority of them were.

There was also an example of a typical menu for the day, taken from a report from the Department of Commerce.

“Hon. Robert Watchorn,

Commissioner of Immigration

Ellis Island, N.Y.

Sir: I have the honor to report that on Monday, November 19, 1906, the bill of fare in the immigrants dining rooms was as follows:

Breakfast

Coffee with milk and sugar, and bread and butter.

Crackers and milk for the women and children.

Dinner

Beef stew, boiled potatoes and bread.

Smoked or pickled herring for hebrews.

Crackers and milk for women and children

Supper

Bread Pudding, Stewed prunes, rye bread, with milk and sugar.

Crackers and milk for women and children.

The food was well prepared and each immigrant was served with a sufficient quantity. The waiters were attentive and the dining rooms were clean.

Respectfully,

Signed Joseph E. Murray

Asst. Commissioner.”

I transcribed the report because unfortunately the picture that I took of it was too small to be read on this post. It’s interesting to see what their daily meals were like! In addition to the milk that was given to the women and children during regular meals, the children would have been delivered warm milk in the mornings and the afternoon as well. Brought around by a man in white, like this picture. He would bring milk to all of the kids that were lined up each day. There was something that stuck out in Donald Robert’s mind about this ritual. He was a Welsh immigrant who arrived in 1925 and in his interview, this is what he said stuck out as his most prevalent memory

 Shannon Bailey