Today I present an alternate future in the white linen banquet rooms of the mega steakhouses. A different path for the smoke and mirrors of molecular gastronomy. The flip to a different page in the choose-your-own-adventure book of haute cuisine. The next best sellers in… Read More
A moment of silence. We carried a large pot filled with 5 gallon plastic bags out to the living room, each labeled with a hastily marked strip of masking tape and filled with freshly boiled shellfish, potatoes, and sausage. People were kneeling around a low… Read More
I was raggin’ on a friend of mine for being a sneakerhead the other day. There isn’t a week that goes by that he posts a new special edition pair of Nikes. Not to mention that entering a shoe store reduces his mental function to… Read More
For some reason, every chick flick / rom-com I’ve seen (I can count them on one hand) that involves a cooking scene features some ho-hum salad and pasta. I don’t get why that’s supposed to be the standard “romantic dish”. Hell if that was the… Read More
