Every once in a while, I'm lucky enough to find a combination of flavors that just works, a minor chord born of a Beatles-like marriage of flats and sharps. Many of the classics never tire, and I use and re-use them without apology - and then there are beer snacks, the holy grail of sports fans and wannabe man-cooks everywhere, the perfect balance of heat, salt, and icy bitter froth, a marriage to read about in the self-therapy section of an airport book nook.
Do you do it Animal Style? A primer to the 'Secret Menu' at In-N-Out
Gluten-free bakery opens in Santa Rosa
Like Cher, this is REALLY the final tour. Really. Until the next farewell tour.
Hot Box Grill in Sonoma is about to be huge. Comfort food with a solid foundation of classical French cooking make Chef Norm Owens a toque to watch in the gourmet gulch.
I have long shared Ms Jordan's intuitive sense that the better part of a buck for a commercial lemon just seems expensive and, like anyone over the age of 5 and not in a coma, I am painfully aware of the economic date rape perpetrated by such noteworthy offenders as high-speed cable and internet, public utilities, and - to the topic at hand - large scale agri-business, which got me thinking: Is the market for lemons competitive, or just another special-interest screwing?
Treats and Tastes all week
...A compelling argument for reading material but, naturally enough, I make it through security at SFO without so much as a day-old copy of the Times, and why I purchase - at prices inflated by profit margins that only airport monopolies and cable companies can dream of - two books, one of which is Jason Sheehan's Dirty Cooking, and which turns out to be an excellent little book about one man's particularly hot, dangerous, sweaty and chemically-enhanced life on the hot line.
The Costco Report: Episodic observations on where to port safely, and what to avoid like a pestilence, when navigating the oceans of consumer non-durables down in The Belly of The Beast... I sometimes (often, in fact) feel the need to justify shopping at Costco. I'm not sure why, exactly, but one could speculate:
Why light up when you can have your weed and eat it too?
