Wow! If ever there was an event that I wish I could be queen of, this is it: The Boston Bacon & Beer Festival, being held on April 24 in Boston's South End. That's right. Beer, Bacon & Boston. More…
So there you are, wandering the back alleys of Chinatown, minding your own business and looking for illegal fireworks. Never could you guess that in the next shop, you'd find this adorable creature: He seems so innocent, so loving, despite…
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…
I can't tell you how often I almost start my posts with the word "wow." I write it and then erase it thinking, "you can't say that every day." And yet while adventuring through the world of bacon, I often…
Lately I've been trying to determine my specific relationship to food. I love to cook and experiment in the kitchen, but I'm no gourmet. I love to eat, but I don't think I qualify as a "foodie." I think what…
I'm only a recent convert to the Cobb Salad. I grew up in a time and place where salads consisted of iceberg lettuce, tomatoes and cucumbers with any variety of gloopy dressings available, preferably something mayo based in my household.…