The Treat Williams dream

In last night’s dream I was lounging in a slouchy, ’50s-teenager kind of way against the corner of a building on the Harvard…

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There are people who go gaga for sandwiches. You don’t have to look very far to find folks who live for grilled cheese…

I am not much for competition in any form or forum, but in the kitchen it appeals to me even less. The proper…

(I joke a lot but what I’m about to tell you is not a joke.) A comment came in to my blog today….

The worst roadside restroom I ever visited was in northwest Indiana. It was 1989 and a friend and I were on a late-night…

People in many regions of the country have their distinctive dialects and colloquialisms. One man’s dinner is another’s supper. Y’all and youse are…

When asked what my last meal would be if I knew I would die soon, I generally name lamb, raspberries and pears. The…

H, to Aide: “I feel shitty. Cancel that thing in the morning and get me in to see Dr. Y. Better yet, have…

Some years ago — not too many years but two or three eyeglass prescriptions ago — I walked into a restaurant in New…

When I mentioned to Calvin yesterday that I intended to do something for tonight’s dinner with some Cornish hens I knew were in…