I have no one to blame but myself. I knew exactly what I was doing. There was no coercion from my lovely wife, no burning desire for a particular dish, and I had plenty of gas in the tank, Continue reading “Radicchio — Ridgewood, NJ”
Choi Sum
My lovely wife spent some time in Asia on business a few months ago and discovered that her aversion to most Asian cuisines was based not on their inherent qualities, but on the absolute crap that most Asian restaurants in the United States dish out Continue reading “Choi Sum”
Independence Day 2009
Au Pied De Cochon — Montreal, Canada
Perhaps describing this restaurant as the High Church of Duck Fat is a bit disrespectful, especially because that moniker doesn’t recognize the many pork dishes on the menu. But it is undoubtedly high on the list of places your cardiologist would prefer Continue reading “Au Pied De Cochon — Montreal, Canada”
Grind Your Own…You Know You Want To!
Just do it. The difference in quality between freshly ground meat, and the stuff that comes in the Styrofoam and plastic-wrap containers from the supermarket, is huge. I can’t think of anything else in cooking Continue reading “Grind Your Own…You Know You Want To!”
Tiananmen Square, June 4th, 1989
I’ve Started Smoking
Why I didn’t start years ago? I have no idea. I dabbled, just like most people, with the occasional puff of smoke, but that was invariably an afterthought at the tail end of a long night. Continue reading “I’ve Started Smoking”
Ippudo — New York, New York
Slurping up a great ramen broth while sitting in a restaurant filled with slim-hipped hipsters from the East Village* could be a mixed bag. But in this case it was a pleasure. The hipsters were slightly more interested in the food than themselves, and anyone who is interested in eating is, at the very least, tolerable Continue reading “Ippudo — New York, New York”
I Am Vindicated! Bacon Is Good For You!
Well, to be accurate, bacon has been found to ease hangovers. But really, that is almost the same thing. Just don’t use the Brit’s recipe. That looks nauseating. Go to McDonalds and order a Bacon-Egg-And-Cheese Biscuit.
A Lovely Meal
The fine meal wasn’t had by me, because I have yet to acquire a taste for tulips, or tulip bulbs. No, these are the remnants of what was apparently quite a feast, attended by every squirrel in the neighborhood. And an excuse to post a nice picture.