With it's painfully out-of-reach location (on the outskirts of Alphabet City), I often forget to think of/mention Esperanto when trying to decide where to eat in the East Village, or while recommending a restaurant to others.  Once there, however, I am pleasantly reminded of the hidden jewel that lurks on the corner of 9th Street and Avenue C.

Jean and I met at Esperanto around 7pm on Wednesday evening and were seated immediately.  We were promptly served glasses of ice water and a basket of sliced bread with dipping oil (infused with black and pink pepper-corns, cumin, garlic, red chili seeds, salt, and a bouquet of other spices), before being told about two of the evening's special cocktails: passion-fruit margarita and a strawberry-basil mojito.  Knowing that we each wanted to taste both of these beverages, Jean ordered the mojito and I chose the margarita.

Esperanto: an interior shotA cozy booth that was just to our left

Slice of bread schmeared with Esperanto's homemade infused dipping oilPassion-fruit margarita on-the-rocks: perfect balance of sweet, tang and punchWhile sipping on our tropical cocktails, Jean and I perused the dinner menu and came to a couple of mutual decisions (as mutual as could be...Jean is a pescatarian).  For appetizers, we decided to split: roasted corn, pao de queijo, and the Crab En Banana Leaf. 

For some reason, I imagined that the roasted corn appetizer would be similar to the giant-sized kernels that I enjoyed so much while traveling through Peru and Ecuador (click *here* for a visual).  What we were actually served was a halved roasted corn cob that was plated atop a shallow pool of basil vinaigrette.  Although this is not what I had envisioned, I found that I enjoyed the unfamiliar combination of the smoky, roasted corn kernels and the tangy vinaigrette.

Roasted corn Pao de Queijo, which is Portuguese for "cheese bread," gets its soft, unique, and doughy texture  from cassava flour (instead of being made with wheat flour).  The only other ingredients that make up this special bread are: cheese, eggs, oil and milk.

Pao de Queijo: note how moist and doughy the interior is. Yum!The Crab en Banana Leaf was my least favorite of our three appetizers.  While the presentation was beautiful, I was ultimately underwhelmed by this dish.  A large plate arrived containing: a halved lime, banana leaf-wrapped "purse," and a small bowl filled with plantain chips.  Jean carefully unwrapped the leaves, which divulged a tamale-shaped mound of lump crab meat that had been cooked with peppers, tomatoes and coconut milk.  Had the meat been more fresh (was it canned?), I am confident that this dish would have tasted just as exotic and fantastic as it looked.

Crab en Banana LeafCrab en Banana Leaf: what lurks beneath the leafBy this point in the meal, I was neither disappointed nor wowed by the food that we had been served thus far; everything, aside from the pao de queijo and my margarita, was just "OK."

After a considerable amount of time had passed since finishing our appetizers, the entrees finally arrived.  I ordered the Carne Asada skirt steak, cooked medium-rare.  The beef was accompanied by white rice, black beans, a pico-de-gallo-style of salsa called "chimayo," and guacamole.  In addition, I requested a side of Chimichurri sauce that I had planned to pour over the steak.

(My god, I'm literally drooling as I write this!)  Crappy appetizers be damned!  My Carne Asada skirt steak was the best piece of beef I've had in recent memory: perfectly charred on the outside, giving way to a rich, pink interior - cooked to a pristine medium-rare, which was made even more flavorful and delicious with the subtle addition of Chimichurri sauce.  The meat was so tender and relaxed - almost as if it had been massaged - that I was able to cut individual bites of the Carne Asada with my fork.  While I didn't focus too heavily on the accompanying rice and beans, the guacamole was some of the most robust and hearty that I've had in all of my six years in NYC.

Carne Asada skirt steak plate: beef, white rice, black beans, guacamole, chimayo salsaCarne Asada skirt steak plate: a close-up, topped with Chimichurri sauceI'm not sure how we managed, but Jean and I didn't even think twice about not ordering desserts.  While the Coconut Flan got her attention, I was instantly drawn to the Passion-fruit Mousse.  Served in a bowl similar to a creme brulee ramekin (or even a French onion soup crock) the dull, peach-colored mousse was silky, tangy, bursting with passion-fruit flavor, and pudding-like in smoothness/lemon curd-like in texture. 

Just as we were midway through our desserts, a sexy live band began to play in the front room.  I was just as happy and relaxed as those people in the Corona commercials on TV; everything about Esperanto was truly transporting - a tropical escape - if only for a couple of hours.    

Passion-fruit MousseIn conclusion: Esperanto, though located in Bumble-Fcuk, is, without a doubt, a destination-worthy South American restaurant.  I hate to say it, but I blame Jean, my adorable little pescatarian dinner date, for our less-than-stellar appetizers (I can't tell you HOW BAD I wanted those beef empanadas, or the Chayotte Salad that our waitress recommended!).  Aside from this, and a couple of slow-service glitches, our meal was absolutely fantastic and definitely one of the best, most affordable dinners that I've had in this New Year.  My advice to you?  Put Esperanto on your map; trust me, you'll be very glad you did.

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Located in the middle of a quiet, unassuming block on Manhattan's far Upper Eastside stands El Paso Taqueria.  Although I had heard of, but never been to, the restaurant before Sunday, this under-the-radar jewel has always held a special place in my heart, as it bears the same name of the beloved Texas town where I grew up.

Dara and I had arranged to meet for brunch/lunch at EPT (El Paso Taqueria, for short) on Sunday at noon.  Given the wacky weekend subway service, I actually arrived at the restaurant around 11:40am, much earlier than expected.  Although my party was incomplete, I was told that I was free to sit wherever I liked; plus, there were only a couple of other patrons in the restaurant when I arrived.  I plopped in to the comfortable banquette-side of a two-top table before being handed a menu and glass of ice water.  In anticipation of Dara's arrival, I asked our server for a glass of horchata and some chips and salsa.

The cool, sweet and spicy (cinnamon) rice-based beverage left a silky film on my tongue and a nutty aftertaste in my mouth.  The warm chips and freshly-made, robust salsa proved to be the perfect intermission as I waited for my guest.

HorchataTostados y salsaUpon Dara's arrival, we decided to whet our appetites with an order of guacamole, plus a bowl of queso fundido con rajas (Monterrey Jack + muenster cheeses melted with sliced green chile and onions, accompanied by warm corn tortillas).  While the guacamole was lovely to look at - perfectly ripe avocados, chunks of fresh tomato - it was flavorless, due to a lack of salt.  Fortunately, this was an easy problem to fix, as I have been known to have quite the heavy hand with a salt shaker.  The queso fundido, however, packed a devilishly addictive punch.  Because the cheese was so dense, Dara and I chose to forgo dipping our thin chips in to the queso - they would just break in half - instead opting to make mini-burritos using the corn tortillas.  Each bite yielded slightly-crunchy bits of poblano pepper that was suffocated by the rich blend of Monterrey Jack and muenster cheeses.  Before rolling up my filled tortilla, I topped the queso with a dollop of guacamole and salsa, followed by a dash of salt.  Heaven.  

Queso fundido con rajasWhen life gives you queso fundido, make a queso fundido burrito!While Dara chose an egg-based dish for her entree, I ordered my favorite comfort food and Mexican restaurant standby, cheese enchiladas.  The tell-tale sign that I know if a place is authentic or not is by their rice and beans.  Although EPT's beans were black, which is not what I'm familiar with (I grew up eating whole and refried pinto beans), the orange-colored, Veg-All-laced arroz was spot-on: short (white) rice kernels that formed random clumps, subtle garlic and cumin essence, salty, and a mild chicken-broth + tomato aftertaste.  

The first observation I made while cutting in to my cheese enchiladas was that the tortillas did not  appear to have been fried.  This led me to believe that, because the corn tortillas were so fresh, they were able to be rolled without splitting (which is caused by dry tortillas - hence why they're fried in the first place).  None the less, the enchiladas were stuffed with a heaping amount of Monterrey Jack and topped with a thick and smoky red sauce.  Needless to say, I practically licked my plate clean, with the exception of the black beans.

Enchiladas de queso con salsa rojo, arroz y frijoles negrosFrom the friendly and attentive service, delicious and authentic Mexican cuisine, and the relatively inexpensive price, EPT (El Paso Taqueria) is my own little slice of EPT (El Paso, Texas) in the Big Apple. 

Shopsin's: I didn't take pictures here out of shear respect for the Shopsin's and, to be quite honest, because all of the first-hand accounts that I had heard about Kenny and Zack (Shopsin) scared the shit out of me (i.e. yelling and cussing at customers, etc.). 

Los Feliz: I attempted to snap a few shots of the menu, my margarita and a couple of the items we ordered at Los Feliz.  Unfortunately, after losing my battle to the restaurant's dim lighting, I quickly gave up and put my camera away.

Brunch at Shopsin's:

Located in a stall within the Essex Street Market stands Shopsin's General Store.  At capacity, this small restaurant can comfortably seat approximately 20 diners; five people at the counter overlooking the kitchen, three two-top tables to the left of the counter stools, and three more two-top tables located just behind the stools.  Hence the name, the space resembles an old-fashioned general store, or, dare I say it, a smaller-scale version of the Cracker Barrel: exposed shelves lined with canned veggies, jars of preserves, old tattered cookbooks and knick-knacks, etc.  I almost felt like I was on the set of a movie.

Ceci and I arrived at Shopsin's promptly at 9:55am, only to find ourselves waiting in a line for seats behind three anxious patrons.  Approximately twenty-minutes later, we were seated at a two-top table located to the left of the counter stools.  Our waiter, decked out in a Metalica t-shirt (circa one of their 1990-something tours), was prompt, knowledgeable about the menu and all of its 500 items (that's right, 500 items), and courteous; a far cry from what I had anticipated after reading all of Shopsin's service-related horror stories. 

Ceci and I decided to split an order of the famous Mac n' Cheese Pancakes, in addition to ordering our own entrees.  I chose the Migas, which is a Tex-Mex play on traditional huevos revueltos (scrambled eggs).  A large salad bowl was piled high with a mound of fresh-out-of-the-fryer tortilla strips.  Hovering Mount Crispy were fluffy scrambled eggs, salsa rojo, avocado, grilled green peppers and onions, and fresh sprigs of cilantro.  I did my best to neatly toss all of the ingredients together before showering my breakfast with house-made hot sauce and a dash of salt and pepper.  Although I was overwhelmed by the massive amount of tortilla strips, I was very pleased, both in flavor and texture, with my Migas. 

Between bites of my eggs, I could not seem to take my eyes off of our order of Mac n' Cheese Pancakes.  Before they arrived in front of me, I had no clue what to expect, and I'm sure that you don't either; so picture this, if you will: as you're hovering over the the skillet waiting for your Bisquick pancakes to brown on one side, you add a dollop of homemade mac n' cheese to the top of the under-cooked side, then flip.  So, what do you get?  A pancake that's half "cake," half crusty, cheesy and salty browned macaroni.  And the best part?  Adding maple syrup to the 'cakes, believe it or not!  Pure, unadulterated genius.      

Ceci and I loved every aspect of our experience at Shopsin's.  From the efficient service to the incredibly delicious and hearty food, Shopsin's ranks high in my book. 

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Dinner at Los Feliz:

Honestly, after my kick-ass brunch at Shopsin's, I thought that my Saturday (food wise) would just keep getting better from there.  Unfortunately, this is where it ended...

Cathryn, Clint, and I made our way (reservation-less) to Los Feliz at approximately 8:30pm on Saturday evening.  Upon our arrival, I was instantly taken by the restaurant's casual-yet-dramatic, sexy, dimly-lit, gothic-chic interior. 

I found myself pleasantly surprised that the three of us were seated, at a table of our choice, immediately.  A tortilla chip-filled brown paper bag and side of salsa arrived simultaneously with our glasses of ice water.  I chose to begin my evening with a hibiscus margarita; so you can imagine my confusion when I was served a colorless beverage in a salt-rimmed glass.  I overheard the young man at our neighboring table ask our waiter why the lime margarita he ordered was magenta-pink in color.  It was obvious that we were mistakenly served each other's drinks.  Once our orders were corrected, I secretly wished that I had just asked for a god damned bottle of beer: my hibiscus margarita was bland, watered-down, and utterly flavorless.  What a disappointment. 

The three of us were quite hungry, having already plowed half-way through our second bag of tortilla chips and salsa.  Finally, our waiter returned to take our order.  Cathryn, Clint and I decided that we would split three entrees: Chile Relleno Tacos, Chicharron de Pollo Tacos, and the Pollo Quesadillas.  Apparently, after I stepped away from the table to check out the restaurant's space downstairs, Clint asked for another bag of tortilla chips and salsa, only to be scolded and embarrassed.  "Another round of chips and salsa?" Our waiter snarked.  "I've been told by my manager that you need to be cut off."  Was this guy serious?

Downstairs, Los Feliz has several differently-themed cavernous rooms, in addition to yet another "downstairs" below that, which houses a lounge/club.  While I was only there briefly, I will say that the use of the space is quite impressive, clever and dramatic. 

When I returned to our table, I was shocked to hear that we had literally been "cut off" from more chips and salsa.  If that is the policy, then that's fine; if we needed to be charged for additional chips and salsa, no problem; but I find it inexcusable to treat a customer like he's some kind of free-loading punk who's only sipping ice water and not ordering food.  This was reaffirmed when I asked to speak to the manager.  "Sir, is there an issue with us asking for more chips?"  I asked.  "Yes, there is an issue," he responded.  "One or two rounds is fine, but three?"  I suppose he wasn't blatantly trying to be rude about the situation, but he certainly wasn't the poster-child for stellar customer service.  Had he worded things a bit differently, perhaps we would have left Los Feliz with a better taste in our mouths.  Instead, we were made to feel like morbidly obese local yokels. 

It's taken me a long time to come to grips with the fact that most Mexican restaurants in NYC charge patrons for chips and salsa.  I get it and, unfortunately, I have to be OK with it if I want to frequent some of my favorite spots.  However, if you're going to serve me free chips and salsa and then cut me off, explaining yourself in a patronizing and uncompassionate manner that leaves me and my fellow diners feeling like a bunch of free-loading fat asses, then I have a problem.     

And honestly, the food that we ordered was decent, but I'm not in the mood to give Los Feliz any more credit by talking about "how delicious our chicken quesadillas were," etc.  I'm sure we just came on an "off night," or "I'm being too sensitive," or "we just had a bad waiter," or whatever; but it's going to take me a while to get over the fact that we all felt much worse about ourselves post-dinner than we had prior to our arrival.

StewartSoft launches twiddish, a new social network and geo-location mobile application for iPhone and iPod Touch, allowing diners nationwide to discover the best and worst restaurant dishes. Through user-generated photograph-based dish reviews, the twiddish application compliments the online twiddish social network by providing users, a.k.a. "dishers," with the real-time micro-blogging tools needed to share their dining experiences on a visual dish-by-dish basis.

Each twiddish review contains a photograph of the dish, as taken by the "disher," when the food is served along with a twiddish rating based on flavor, aroma, portion size, presentation, and value.  Dishers are encouraged to share any additional comments that might be helpful to fellow dishers in selecting a particular entree or restaurant by entering them into the optional comments field.

Dishers can sync their twiddish profile to other popular social networks, such as Twitter and Facebook, to tell their friends what they are eating and whether they recommend their peers to do the same. 

The twiddish application is now available for free download from iTunes app store at www.twd.sh for iPhone and iPod Touch users.  Diners without a compatible mobile device can create a twiddish user profile and interact with the twiddish dining community via the twiddish website at www.twiddish.com.  *twiddish anticipates launching its’ Blackberry application in the Spring of 2010.

The Twiddish "app"

As luck and convenience would have it, Heng2 Thai Bistro was located just blocks from newlyweds, Megan and Hung's, apartment in Hell's Kitchen.  We met at the bustling restaurant at 7:30pm on Friday evening, and quickly realized just how lucky we were to be able to be seated immediately.  The casual space, not much larger than my 450-square-foot studio apartment, was packing a full house.

Heng2's casual and bustling interior

We didn't have to wait more than a minute or two before being handed dinner menus and three cups of ice water.  I fought the urge to order a tall glass of Thai iced tea (iced tea blended with sweetened condensed milk), but in the end, I lost the battle.  For those of you who have never tried this beverage, it's probably hard for you to imagine the magical flavor compatibility that the earthy tea has with the sweet-as-honey canned milk.  So next time you have the opportunity, I hope that you order yourself a glass of this unique and addicting treat. 

Le menuThai iced-teaFor appetizers, the three of us decided to split: (vegetable) spring rolls and an order of chive pancakes.  Stuffed with moist crystal noodles and julienned carrots/green squash, the fried spring rolls were paired with a sweet and spicy chili dipping sauce.  Although they were fresh and delicious, I can't help but ask: is it even possible to screw up a spring roll?  No; not unless you try really, really hard.  The chive pancakes, on the other hand, were as addictive as cigarettes/crack/heroin (or whatever).  Had I not been so ashamed to order another round, ideally, I could have inhaled at least three more plates of these greasy, savory doughnuts.  The closest subject I can compare a chive pancake to would be the Chinese scallion pancake; only the Thai version is about 3/4" thicker and 100% oilier, with an interior that is as moist as freshly-baked banana bread, and as rich as a potato latke.

Vegetable spring rollChive pancake

For my entree, I ordered the Jumbo Shrimp Yang Gang Kiew (a.k.a. jumbo shrimp with green curry sauce) accompanied by a side of sticky white rice.  The plump shellfish had been marinated with fragrant Thai herbs before being grilled via rotisserie.  A bountiful mix of sliced eggplant, bamboo shoots, string beans, basil and kaffir lime leaves dotted the entree's rich green curry sauce, which was strewn with notes of chili, coconut milk and cream.  Each forkful consisted of: sticky rice, a bite-sized piece of shrimp, and one of the dish's many vegetables-all of which were enveloped by a suffocating layer of the green curry sauce.  Needless to say, I finished every last bite, dredge of sauce, and rice kernel on my plate.

Jumbo Shrimp Yang Gang Kiew (shrimp with green curry sauce)From the friendly service, casual and relaxed atmosphere, reasonably-priced menu items, and its delicious and fresh Thai cuisine, I walked away from my dinner at Heng2 with a full stomach, a happy wallet, and an eagerness to return for a future meal.

It's only been a matter of weeks since Tamba first opened its doors to the public, but the restaurant is quickly becoming recognized for its delicious and affordable Indian cuisine among the slew of neighboring competitors in Manhattan's "Curry Hill."  Emily and I arrived at Tamba on a Sunday at 1pm, and were both pleasantly surprised to see a number of other patrons enjoying the restaurant's bountiful lunch buffet.  I say "pleasantly surprised" because: a) I assumed that most New Yorker's would be feasting on eggs and pancakes; b) Tamba was brand new and it already seemed to draw in a healthy crowd. This, my friends, was a very good sign.

Tamba's interior: warm colors; comfortable booth, banquette, or traditional table & chair seating; bright and cheerful space

Emily and I headed straight for the lunch buffet, which consisted of: fresh-off-of-the-griddle uttapam, green-chile pakora, an assortment of chilled vegetable salads, sambar, white basmati rice, vegetable biryani, mango chutney, raita, aloo gobi, palak paneer, chana masala, two chicken preparations (one being Tikka Masala), stewed goat, Indian rice pudding, and gulab jamun.

Tamba: homemade uttapamTamba: sauce accompanimentsTamba: aloo gobi and palak paneerTamba: gulab jamun for dessert!

With over-loaded plates in hand, Emily and I slowly made our way back to our table.  Shortly thereafter, a waiter approached to fill our water glasses and to inquire as to whether we'd like an additional beverage.  I couldn't resist ordering Tamba's mango lassi, which was every bit as tart, tangy, sweet and creamy as I had hoped for.  I noticed another Tamba employee walking through the restaurant serving lunch-buffet customers freshly-baked and buttered naan, piping-hot poori and tandoori chicken. 

Tamba: mango lassiTamba: homemade naanFor a mere $12, Emily and I received an all-you-can-eat homemade Indian lunch + dessert, highlighted by the addition of assorted breads and tandoori chicken, served table side.  Though some of the dishes stood out more than others and many of the items were on the greasier side, overall, I enjoyed Tamba's fresh and delicious food and bang-for-the-buck lunch deal.  I look forward to my next visit.

Prior to my 1pm arrival at 10 Downing for Sunday brunch, I wasn't sure whether or not the restaurant would be packing a full-house.  As I entered the space, I found myself among a handful of others waiting their turn in front of an empty hostess stand.  The dining room was abuzz with folks of all ages chatting between bites of fluffy eggs and syrup-drenched French toast.  I couldn't help but admire the restaurant's bright open space enclosed by floor to ceiling windows that allowed for every ounce of sunlight to flood the hardwood-floors and creamy-colored walls with its warmth.

The dining room at 10 Downing Food & WineWithin approximately ten-minutes of waiting our turn to be seated, Anjie and I were whisked to our table pour deux.  From my vantage point, I couldn't have asked for a more pleasant view of 6th Avenue.  My only complaint, however, was the restaurant's deafening acoustics; practically requiring that patrons shout at one another in order to hear/be heard.  

Le menuAnjie and I chose to order our own entrees, having decided that splitting our meals would pose a problem, as neither of us could come to a mutual agreement on one dish: Anjie chose the Cinnamon French Toast and I ordered the savory Farmer's Market Omelette.  While the assorted baked goods looked tempting, Anjie and I decided to forgo an appetizer in the hopes that we'd receive a complimentary basket of bread and butter shortly after placing our entree orders.  And as luck would have it, the only additional items we received were a couple of refills of water.  Fortunately, we didn't have to wait too long to be presented with our entrees.  Wilted collard greens, caramelized onions and sharp cheddar cheese were folded in to the center of a fluffy, three-egg masterpiece that was accompanied by a simple radicchio salad lightly tossed in a mild vinaigrette. 

Farmer's Omelette: collard greens, caramelized onions, cheddar cheeseIn conclusion: Anjie and I each spent under $20 for brunch, which is a pretty good deal in Manhattan.  We both thoroughly enjoyed our entrees and, despite the noise level, hope to return in the near future.  Best advice to those who are interested in dining at 10 Downing for brunch: make a free reservation at www.opentable.com.  This is one hot spot!

FYI: 10 Downing is small-pet-friendly...as long as Fido is confined, that is!  Check out my adorable neighbor, Teddy, who peaked his little head out so that I could give him a kiss:

To recognize the Character Approved honorees and their accomplishments, USA Network, in partnership with Vanity Fair, hosted an invitation-only VIP cocktail reception in New York City on Thursday, February 25.  I was thrilled to have been invited, and can say that this special event was nothing short of my greatest expectations.  I've never seen so many flashing lights, gorgeous people, and overall cheer in the face of one of the city's messiest evenings of 2010 (snow, sleet, rain, slush).  

The event was held at the iconic IAC Building, which was designed by Frank Gehry.  USA’s Mark Feuerstein officially unveiled the 2010 honorees and their on-air vignettes (Dan Barber's is attached below).  The cast of Green Day’s “American Idiot" performed their first live appearance in New York City ahead of the show’s Broadway debut on Wednesday, March 24.  Alexandra Richards held court as the DJ for the evening and several from USA’s roster of stars were in attendance, as well as many of the 2010 Character Approved honorees.

More about the event:

USA Network's second annual Character Approved Awards is a multimedia campaign honoring ten individuals who are changing the face of American culture.  Inspired by USA’s Characters Welcome brand, the initiative is dedicated to celebrating the true trail blazers across a variety of disciplines such as art, philanthropy, new media and film. 

“Character Approved is a celebration of the real Characters making an impact on our culture today,” said Chris McCumber, USA executive vice president, marketing, digital and brand strategy.  “Our honorees are all at the top of their game, and we’re thrilled to shine a light on their unique accomplishments.”

Character Approved honorees are innovators in their field who are influencing our opinions, our style and our view of the world. They surprise us and inspire us with fresh ideas. They are celebrated by their peers and have an authentic style. USA recognizes these ten individuals for their cultural impact, legacy and persona with the hallmark of recognition, the USA Network “seal of approval”:

• Green Day, Grammy Award-winning rock band (Music)
• Kathryn Bigelow, Academy Award-nominated film director, “The Hurt Locker” (Film/TV)
• Nora Ephron, best-selling novelist, Academy Award-nominated screenwriter and playwright (Writing)
• Narciso Rodriguez, multiple award-winning American fashion designer (Fashion)
• Angela Brooks, groundbreaking sustainable architect, principal of Pugh + Scarpa Architects (Architecture)
• Kehinde Wiley, revolutionary urban arts painter (Art)
• Yves Behar, innovative industrial designer of the Jawbone Bluetooth headset and the $100 XO laptop (Design)
• Dan Barber, renowned restaurateur, Blue Hill and Stone Barns Center for Food & Agriculture (Food)
• Jessica Jackley, social entrepreneur and micro-financier, co-founder Kiva.org (Giving)
• Alex Rigopulos and Eran Egozy, game creators of Guitar Hero and Rock Band (New Media/Technology)

*In the program’s inaugural year of 2009, USA honored seven visionary characters including Lupe Fiasco, Shepard Fairey, David Chang, Patrick Robinson, Charles Best, Jimmy Wales and Jennifer Siegal.