The machines have won. But a breakfast sandwich will take the sting out.
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Dear Feastlings, Each of you may know one of my many humiliations. Maybe you were here on a night where I upended a tray of glassware, or maybe you’ve been someone to whom I’ve waxed rhapsodic about the dinner special or a bottle of special wine, only to discover that we sold out of it […]
Happy new year, everyone.
Dear Feastlings, Ah, pandemic living. The restaurant that normally stops seating at nine and still hums along for an hour or more after that is a quiet, empty shell by 8:00. And as such, the order you meant to place for Rosh Hashana is in limbo. I only got one of those emails this morning, […]
A menu so big it feels like WE were bought by the Cheesecake Factory.
Slow down and wade in.
Taking a deep breath and getting on with it.
Hi, Feastlings. I had no intention of writing today; the morning was full of errands and nonsense, and I was certain that you didn’t need an email today that basically said: “Hi, all. Same thing as yesterday.” But when I got back from running around town, there was a rack full of lobster bread puddings […]
Click up a storm.
We'll bake; you just eat these treats.