"Do you realize that if we played by the rules, we'd be in gym class right now?" So I said to myself, standing outside Wrigley Field, staring at that famous sign, picturing a very young Matthew Broderick....and wishing I hadn't left my sunscreen back in Indiana. (Substitute "gym class" with "meeting" and we might be … Continue reading Deep-dish and hot dogs and donuts, oh my!
The other day, I found myself - unsurprisingly - in a diner. I had some time to kill, and needed some lunch. One cheesesteak-and-fries later, I was on my way. There's something...comforting about diners. About greasy spoons in general. It's easy to anticipate the menu - generally, if not specifically. I can choose between burgers, … Continue reading I’ll have…
My blisters were about to burst. The back of my brother's head was shrinking ahead of me, disappearing into the midtown crowd. My resentment towards the city was growing after a few days walking in and out of Brooklyn and Manhattan. I was beginning to wonder what it was that people found so magical about … Continue reading The Right Shoes
I am usually an over packer. This weekend was not a particular exception. The problem was - I packed for a warm Mid Atlantic spring, and found myself in a cool, muddy, New England...almost-spring. And I was wearing strappy flat sandals. I hadn't been up to Middlebury, Vermont in 20 years (for once, not a … Continue reading The Land of Inns and Maple
Ah, springtime. Flowers are coming out, the sun shines later, the weather...tries to change. And then it goes from 70 and sunny down to 40 and blustery in an instant...back to the type of weather where it's much more comfortable to be inside, under a blanket, with a good book. You know. Hot cocoa weather. … Continue reading For the love of chocolate
Charles Bukowski once wrote a poem called Nirvana. I discovered it many years ago via Tom Waits reading it on his Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers, and Saints album. I don't know what it is about this poem - but I've listened to Waits' recording over and over again, and like to pretend I've found some piece of it a … Continue reading Did you notice the magic?
I mean eggplant. I grew up a picky eater. My two most frequent requests when I was little were Kraft macaroni and cheese, and Jolly Green Giant creamed spinach (yes, those specific brands). I eventually grew out of it; I don't recall exactly when I realized that eggplant is not horrible, but it's now one … Continue reading An Ode to Aubergine
The Cameron brothers are two of the smiliest, friendliest guys you'll meet in town. Their passion and their zen are enviable and infectious. Their passion (and their zen) is comfort food. Ginger-haired (and often ginger-whiskered) Hari runs the kitchen at a(muse); his younger brother Orion, with nearly-waist-length brown dreadlocks, is usually found bouncing around one … Continue reading A (Culinary) Tale of Two Brothers