Culinary escapades and other delicious adventures
I read once that Mets’ third baseman David Wright (perhaps you’ve heard me talk about him?) keeps a notebook in which he writes down all his at bats and the pitchers he faces. He documents his at bats and the sequence of pitches he is thrown and what he did with them and it undoubtedly…Keep…
I consider myself somewhat of a coca-cola connoisseur. I mean, I drink more than I should so I’d like to think I know it well. I try to limit it to one a day and I do pretty well but even that is too much so I have been cutting back. (Although I will admit…Keep…
…I’ve been here for years.” — LL Cool J. Wise, yet oddly appropriate words. It’s no secret that upon finishing up school, I moved back to Napa from San Diego and started working in the wine business. And now, after a year hiatus, I’m back in it. This time on the sales side and working…Keep…
I haven’t been terribly thrilled with my eating habits lately. I get home from work and the last thing I feel like doing is actually cooking, mostly because I have a serious lack of kitchen creativity these days. So in an effort to make my (spotty) workouts count for something, I have taken to making…Keep…
It has been made apparent to me that the one thing that New Orleans is lacking is quality Mexican food. And by quality, I mean cheap, greasy, they-probably-don’t-use-vegetables Mexican food. I have had a couple of places in the Boot that are pretty good but there is nothing like Taqueria Rosita. So in response to…Keep…
Friday was spent traveling to Memphis. I haven’t ever been to Memphis, and aside from the cold, it wasn’t half-bad. And by cold, I mean the same 44 degree temperature it has been here in the boot. Before I left, everyone was talking about Rendezvous BBQ joint. It was considered the place to be in…Keep…
While I didn’t realize that it was an endangered food, after experiencing the Po’ Boy Festival yesterday, I am totally in favor of saving/preserving/eating them. After a brief stint of sleeping in Sunday morning, I did a little work and threw on some shoes (as per order of the text message I received: Po boy…Keep…
I think I had the best meal since I moved to Louisiana the other night. It was phenomenal. Like, bring-on-the-elastic-waisted-pants phenomenal. A friend of mine from home was out here on business this week and we had a chance to grab dinner. Because neither of us knew where to go and we were both in…Keep…