It's officially 100% Fall here in the city (and elsewhere as well, I suspect), and that means Empanada Time in the Slagle Household. I know a lot of you out there may be more familiar with the meat or cheese filled fried empanadas that can be found being peddled down on Havemeyer Street in the late evenings, or in McCarren Park on most Saturday afternoons. But, for me, there is only pumpkin empandas. Flaky, sweet and spicy baked pumpkin empanadas! I've made (and devoured) two batches so far, and during the first batch I got so tired of rolling out dough that in an act of frustration I decided to just use the remaining dough to make one giant empanada - much to Mike's delight.
Here is Mike with the Great Pumpkin Empanada. It actually turned out pretty good. Just like a normal empanada, but much bigger.
Here is the Great Empanada next to the puny normal (but equally tasty) ones.
Not an empanada-related photo, but a nice one nonetheless. I took this up on Park Ave during my lunch break the other day. I believe that is the old Metropolitan Life building on the right, with the U.S., New York State, and New York City flags a-flyin'.
This was taken last Thursday in Flatiron, en route to visit the galleries in Chelsea. I thought the ESB looked quite eerie in its glowing green state. It reminded me of Ghostbusters or something.
And lastly, Friday night at Esperanto in the East Village with my lady-friends. And yes, that is my polka-dotted decolletage on the upper-right. And yes, we were drinking some sort of passion-fruit concoction out of teensy fairy-sized copas.
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