I've been raving about the cooking skills of Jenny for awhile. Jenny is responsible for the revitalization of the park area up around 138th on the west side. Years ago it was an area frequented by prostitutes and drug dealers, but she took it upon herself to clean the area up. 
New York Cares offers a gardening volunteering opportunity at Jenny's Garden, and on occassion, Jenny cooks.
Near the shed where she keeps the tools, Jenny also grows some vegetables and fruits that she uses in her fabulous cooking.
As a way of thanking her volunteers she'll sometimes cook a massive buffet.
Jenny will make you work for it. She has her team weeding and pruning all morning long.
And there won't be any opportunity to show off your young, healthy, muscular body because Jenny, will inevitably have more energy and stamina than you.
Apparently she woke up at 5 in the morning this day to prepare our feast.
I don't know how she does it. I first tried Jenny's cooking about two years ago, and for some reason her oven broke down that day, so she ended up going to her daughter's (who lives in the same building) and cooking into the wee hours of the night.
A vision of sun-dappled mac 'n cheese in Manhattan, now that's a life worth living.
I don't know what this is, but it was good.
Collards that Jenny grows in her garden.
It's startling the availability of unexpected experiences one can find in New York.
Some of her friends brought a few side dishes, and I believe this Moroccan carrot salad was one of them.
A decimated beet salad, can you guess why?
This is my plate, round 1. As you can see, I don't believe in missing out.
Burgers on a grill.
The lady herself. Jenny is an unstoppable force of nature.
And this pie. Lord have mercy.
Flaky and sweet and all sorts of homemade goodness.
Take a good gander and feel envious. There's really no other proper reaction.
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