Because life isn't always about poppin (milk) bottles and eating deconstructed (insert annoying food item here) at a restaurant. Sometimes you got to move and there's no time for a proper sit-down meal.
Read MoreNow that we had somewhat of a handle on New York pizza, it was about time for Jenson to be indoctrinated into the pizza Big Leagues. Welcome to the alter of deep dish pizza...otherwise known as Lou Malnati's.
Read MoreToday was a huge day for a number of reasons. Jenson decided to take his first steps and it was the third day of a three-day juice cleanse his parents attempted (somewhat pathetically) to complete.
Read MoreThe time had come for my child to experience some naughty Southern grub. We thought we'd start with cornmeal dough balls fried in deep fat that were legit. Like actually made in the South legit.
Read MoreDepending on the day, this iconic diner is either fleeing its Brooklyn home for hundreds of millions of dollars or it's leaving in its wake, a lot of frustrated condo developers. Whatever the real story is, we didn't particular care this day.
Read MoreUnfortunately for Jenson the Bayou just hasn't made the travel short-list.
Read MoreMy baby is growing up. In between scarfing down beef and goat-cheese-filled empanadas, he effectively landed his first phone number.
Read MoreSometimes it takes a child to reconnect you with that joyous sensation of discovering something new for the first time. After my son was born, determined not to give up my love of trying new restaurants and food, I decided to just bring him along for the ride. Here are my family's delicious adventures in Brooklyn and beyond, seen through the eyes of Jenson.
Welcome to First Bites where we attempt to answer all of your questions about a particular restaurant before deciding to hit the scene with your offspring. Eating out with kids can be fun (I hear you snickering) but it does take a little planning. Now that I have a child, I look for a different type of restaurant when I eat out and it pretty much boils down to how many laser-beam stares of death my family will receive when we open the door. If it is high, we usually steer clear. Let us help you avoid those stares of death. Thanks for stopping by!
