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Tea Time

L. Covington — Tue, 15 May 2012 14:45:58 +0000

For those of you who don’t know, I am now a contributing editor for Tea Magazine. That’s right, it’s a magazine dedicated solely to tea. I love it, though now I have piles and piles of tea. So please, stop over for a cup or 12.

The magazine isn’t online, you have to subscribe, which is a practice I whole-heartedly agree with. Still, I decided to attach a PDF of my big, two-page feature that came out in the last issue, I hope you like it! Also, here are some other pieces I have written about regarding tea.

Tea Magazine: Modern Tea in Tea Magazine

Food Republic: Coffee and Tea, Together at Last

Bites Blog: Celebrate Tea Month With These Eight Unusual Blends

Eat Me Drink Me: Lavender Earl Grey Yogurt

The Slayer at RBC NYC

L. Covington — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 17:58:09 +0000

Can I just tell you that I love coffee? Love, love, LOVE the stuff, and, because I drink it black, it totally makes my day when I stumble across a really good cup. At RBC NYC in Tribeca, they have gone all out there. Enter, the Slayer. This variable pressure machine is the only one on the East Coast, and one of 20 in the entire WORLD. Wow. Handcrafted in Seattle, I can see why this beast is so special. The three level system (which I am writing about for the New York Press right now, so more later*), draws out a perfectly smooth, buttery shot of espresso. I was buzzing so hard core after going there. Of course, I also sampled a cup of drip Sumatra. Yum. It’s no wonder the New York Times included it in their great coffee shop round up. But there was a downfall, all that coffee and no bathroom.

*Update: Here is the New York Press piece about RBC NYC.

Biscuits and Gravy at the Denver Diner

L. Covington — Wed, 25 Mar 2009 14:40:31 +0000

B&G at the Denver Diner

After the 4 plus hour flight from NYC to Denver at 8:30 in the morning, all I wanted was the comforting taste of home and travel. So, naturally I talked my father into stopping by the Denver Diner, one of my favorite late night haunts (cheese fries with enchilada sauce anyone?) ever since I was a teenager going to clubs and wasting hours drinking cheap black coffee here or at Denny’s.

Now biscuits and gravy is not the thing to order at midnight, but they are perfect for noon. I ordered the Lonestar Breakfast ($8.49), which comprised four flaky biscuits slathered in heavy, white, sausage gravy; two round, greasy sausage patties; two fried eggs, and a pile of salty and savory golden hash browns. This, this is a breakfast to come home to.

The best part? There is no way I could eat all that, though my eyes greedily ate it all up when I was served, so I took half home and had it again the next day. Yup, some how 24 hours in the fridge made it better. Though at home, I was forced to down the rich flavor of Lamborghini coffee instead of my usual watered down diner brew. It’s good to be home.