Wow, that was one lovely, relaxing week, filled with much eating, bike riding, book reading, wine drinking and movie watching. Brutus had an indulgent week, too, and if you don't believe me, just check out his bacon hangover in this…
My favorite comment is the last. Sacrilicious will now be an active part of my vocabulary. Merry Porking Christmas!! Thank you, Holly! And thank you Failbook.
I have to say that when I think of Japanese food, bacon may be the very last thing that comes to mind. Fish eyes, whale blubber, shellfish reproductive organs and dried squid all scream Japan to me. Can anyone tell…
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…