In which I learn the comforts of home can only be appreciated when you go far away.Keep reading
It was the worst day. Freezing cold and dark. All I could think was that we had to get to Connecticut, to Rob’s dad, John, […]Keep reading
By nature, I’m very uncool. For example, I never really liked Sonic Youth. There. I’ve admitted it. I’ll take “Call Your Girlfriend” by Robyn any […]Keep reading
I started cooking about eight years ago, and by that I mean doing more than shoving a piece of basically unseasoned meat in the oven, […]Keep reading
In Madison, WI, where I went to college, there were a lot of food choices but not very many interesting ones. Actually, that’s not really […]Keep reading
I don’t really remember the first time I ever ate in a restaurant, though I think I vaguely remember the place that my parents say […]Keep reading
O Oysters, come and walk with us!
The Walrus did beseech.
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach.
Growing up as I did in the fat obsessed 80s and 90s, steak was verboten in our house. “We don’t eat red meat” was the […]Keep reading
This is how I came to live in the East Village. In high school and college, I fancied I knew my way around Manhattan, and […]Keep reading
Salmon Loaf “Ew! What is that?” It’s impossible to slink down on a bench, but if I could have, I would have. This is because […]Keep reading