I was going to write a long rant about how stupendously stupid, reactionary, unthinking, troglodytic (is that a word?), and embarrassingly moronic all of those granola eaters are who are incensed that the CEO of Whole Foods had the temerity Continue reading “Whole Foods, Health Care, And The Morons Who Threaten Boycotts”
Perhaps it is a bit over the top, but a 40 course meal to celebrate a significant event in one’s life isn’t an outrageous affront to my sensibilities. Would I do it? No, I think that after a dozen courses and a few hours the food becomes an afterthought. I don’t think that I have the fortitude — intestinal, emotional or intellectual — to take seriously that much of a meal. I have spent four hours at a dinner table, but the company was the highlight, with the food a delightful addition to a wonderful evening.
We spent a relaxing week on the east end of Long Island* and near Portland, Maine, focused almost entirely on what we were going to eat for the next meal. Oddly, we ate no lobster in Maine, but we were careful to stop at a lobster pound on the way back to Shelter Island and stock up on a combination Continue reading “Lobster Rolls”
“The 2007 Glazebrook Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc displays a pungent gooseberry and cat’s pee nose, well-balanced and harmonious but without the breeding of the Pinot Gris or the Viognier.”
88 Points – Neal Martin – Wine Advocate
There seems to be a disconnect between this reviewer’s taste buds Continue reading “Cat’s Pee Nose”