Menu-writing for multi-course dinner sucks. There…I said it. Until recently, I never really enjoyed it and when I asked professionals how they compose/curate/conjure one up, I was met with two parts mysticism (“I just write what the Universe says through me…it’s all about connecting with… Read More
(Note: for pictures and more info on our co-conspirators, check the links below!) You mind can really fuck with you while washing dishes. When you’re elbow-deep in soap, your fingers caked in coagulated fat, and your shoes are unrecognizable in a thin coating of rice flour… Read More
(Special thanks to Ayesha, Jerry, and the Topitzers for having us over and letting us be a part of a three-way birthday/reunion). It’s weird being back on WordPress and writing again. It’s like that one time you finally cooked that last can of Spam you had… Read More
The Errant Diner 