Happiness Is a Ripe Avocado
How can the “greatest city in the world” be bereft of decent quality avocados? I have no idea. This is why I left New York for California. Well, there were…
Read moreHow can the “greatest city in the world” be bereft of decent quality avocados? I have no idea. This is why I left New York for California. Well, there were…
Read more“A highway tunnel in Norway will be shut down for several weeks after being damaged by blank.” The only fill-in I could think of was impossible. Whenever I think of Norwegian…
Read moreI’ve been thinking about home a lot. Thanksgiving certainly helped, as do the December holidays just around the corner. The home of Lot18 New York, as some of you may…
Read more“We have a brûlée torch if you want to brûlée anything,” Punky typed to me by way of apology that her oven wasn’t working. This is going to be awesome, I thought!…
Read moreA chunky new kid shows up at school – what do you do? If that kid is a big 1L bottle of Grüner, you should throw an arm around its broad…
Read moreYesterday, I threw caution to the wind. I exuberantly unsheathed my fish-grilling pan, bought last weekend on Kappabashi-Dori, Tokyo’s half-mile-long mecca to kitchenware geeks and chefs. Searching for a sharkskin wasabi grater…
Read moreJust the thought of drinking Sauvignon Blanc makes me want to be outside. Its signature notes of citrus fruits and minerals give it a supreme sense of place, whether the…
Read moreIn Buenos Aires, I met a brasserie owner who had lived in New York while working for the United Nations. Seemed he preferred his new job and city to his…
Read moreLike many cooks with pantries full of spices, condiments, fancy oils and a dozen vinegars, I can’t stop myself from adding a pinch of this or a splash of that…
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