I’M RASH. I don’t like the word but, sometimes, that’s what I am. I also tend to arrive ten minutes late for personal appointments and have a death-grip on what some regard as unrealistically high expectations. To top this toxic cake of bad traits, I’m guilty of cynicism too. For that, Conan, I’m sorry.
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IT’S TRUE. I’M RUNNING A TWITTER RACE in the food lane. Why? Well, if there’s a tool I use more than any other to meet, greet, share, amuse, chat about chow, and generally make a buffoon of myself, it’s Twitter.
On Sunday, I skimmed the food category of the Shorty Awards a.k.a. “Twitter Oscars” and noticed [...]
IF I’VE LEARNED ANYTHING FROM BLOGGING IT’S YOU ARE WHAT YOU BLOG. So when I wax poetic on brownies, deep-fried turkeys and show more interest in food than people, it’s easy to assume I’m eating it all too.
I like the way my friend Melody of Gourmet Fury put it: “On the surface, I appear to…spend [...]
“IF IT WEREN’T FOR THE LAST MINUTE, nothing would ever get done” so the saying goes. We suspect whoever coined the phrase did it in December. After all, between entertaining out-of-towners and amassing a collection of white elephant rejects, the end-of-year is probably the last place you’d look for an eleventh-hour escape. But Brooklyn’s Red [...]
JASON AND I FLEW TO SAN ANTONIO on Tuesday to be with his family for the holidays. It’s Friday – Christmas Day – and I’ve survived all things fried and cheesy so far, including Texan queso at their Christmas Eve gathering and a deep-fried turkey today. The twelve-pound bird was lowered into a bubbling pot [...]