Posts Tagged ‘foodporn’
Not far down the road from us — on a tiny back road, nestled in a copse of trees — is a little Italian restaurant. La Campagna. To be clear, our area is home to approximately 1.2 billion Italian restaurants, and most of them are of the “pizza and cheesesteaks” variety. Nothing wrong with that, [...]
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January, twenty-ten. Time to hit the ground running and penetrate your perimeter with some more writing advice (thatyoushouldprobablyignore).
So I’m sitting here thinking — well, where to begin? I could just lurch forward, hip-waders on, and see where I land. And yet, should I hope to begin on something more fundamental, that wouldn’t really do it.
I [...]
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For Christmas, I got a very cool cookbook — Bucks Cooks: The Artists’ County (or, since the cover is of dubious layout, Bucks, The Artist’s County, Cooks). It’s a cookbook put together by a bunch of locals in 1950 — at this point, a good 60 years ago.
My plan is [...]
It occurs to me, I’m leaving a ton of delicious pop culture scraps on the floor. I don’t want the mice to get them. Oh, sure, you think mice are all cute? I thought that way, once. And then the mice found their way into my silverware drawer and pooped on my silverware. For reals. [...]
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The day after Christmas is equal parts afterglow and hangover. It mysteriously pairs giddy glee and wistful sadness together, and those two things are locked in a cage and made to fight. On the one hand — hey! Christmas! Food! Gifts! Family! Annual ritual! On the other hand — did I drink too much blackberry [...]
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