That Mr. Dave at the Ridiculous Food Society just keeps wowing me! You may remember that in October he made sausage entirely out of bacon, a feat heretofore unheard of. So of course I have to check in on him…
I love haiku. It's a poetry form that requires discipline, but only briefly. Like a tiny sudoku or a 24-tile Rubik's cube. Once, during a particularly stressful time at work, my bo ss and I relieved our stress by exchanging…
Okay, after yesterday's post I got an email with the following photo which, in my opinion, totally kicks the meat manger scene's ass. I mean, the manger scene is hilarious, but would you check out the artistry on this thing?…
Aaaah, the holidays. I just finished a nine-day weekend, and will be back at work for just two days before another five-day weekend. And amazingly, I still feel like I could use more time. I'm pretty confident that I could…
I don't know about you, Internet, but I find holiday weekends a royal strain on the wallet. Between the drinks with friends, breakfasts and dinners with friends, pedicures, bottles of wine at the house, cases of beer at the house...well,…
You gotta love The New Yorker. Wry, urbane, and recently under attack for some controversial cover art. You know what? It's not going to make me stop reading. Not when the latest edition features the Fourteen Passive-Aggressive Appetizers that would…