A day like we often have now
Yeah, wine ought to fix this day. Wine or baked goods. Or both.
Blog
Settled in.
Oh, disaster again? I do believe I’ll yawn.
The day before the day before
Nothing wrong with Italian food.
Pierce a hole in your summertime lethargy.
It’ll help us keep from piercing another hole in the belt we’re tightening.
Briefly…
Keeping it succinct.
Handshaking, babykissing, and everything but cooking.
Cooking. Tangential to restaurants, at best.
4,740 unnecessary emails.
But I’ll see three dozen of you this afternoon.
Back in the saddle
Thanks, Gene.
If it’s any indication, I’m delighted.
Dear Feastlings, It’s already been another day, one like the past few: A line cook scheduled to work a stage today called to say his mother had been in an accident and he wouldn’t be coming. An interviewee called to say that she wouldn’t be making the interview as she was still trying to secure […]
Make or break
How does that menu look to you?