In March, an old friend came to visit me. I picked him up at the airport at nine thirty p.m. By ten ten, we were at Denny's, recapping time lost over seasoned fries and the Meat ...
We go on a Monday night – the one night of the week famously wrong for trying new restaurants. It is my understanding that the Thursday through Saturday-and-possibly-Sunday stretch is the important part of the ...
A Disclaimer:
I don't know much about Indian food. I don't know, for example, what it's supposed to taste like. I am not from the subcontinent, nor have I ever visited. I knew an ...
Something tacked on the Fridge:
I don't like to eat tomatoes,
but I grow them because I love the way the plants smell.