“I’m going to Alice B. Toklas’ for dinner,” I told my calendar. (I hardly ever write things down anymore; I speak them into my phone.) Not time-traveling to the famous Parisian salon of Alice B. Toklas and Gertrude Stein, who presided over a coterie of artists at 27 rue de Fleurus, including Pablo Picasso, who claimed various annoying eating restrictions, and Francis Picabia, who liked eggs. But to the next best thing, in Brooklyn Heights.
For the evening, Alice B. Toklas was Daniel Isengart, 48, a former cabaret singer and a personal chef. He lives out his peculiar romantic culinary fantasy daily in the attic apartment he shares with his partner, Filip Noterdaeme, a conceptual artist.
Isengart also practices the quaint custom of writing things down, notably a new memoir, “The Art of Gay Cooking,” which was released by Outpost19 on June 7. He modeled it on “The Alice B. Toklas Cookbook,”