Month: February 2011

le squer at sirha…

“So, you will come to my presentation with Le Squer in Lyon.”  It was more of a decision, less a question. Bruno Verjus, arguably, knows more about food than any other person I know.  The bonus is that he’s incredibly passionate about his affections, humble in his station as one of the most well-connected food […]

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le squer at sirha…

“So, you will come to my presentation with Le Squer in Lyon.”  It was more of a decision, less a question. Bruno Verjus, arguably, knows more about food than any other person I know.  The bonus is that he’s incredibly passionate about his affections, humble in his station as one of the most well-connected food […]

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bocuse d’or…

Thanks to an amazing group of people, whom I thank below, I was afforded a rare, behind the scenes look at the final days of Team U.S.A.’s year-long journey to the Bocuse d’Or competition in Lyon, France. Although I arrived a spectator, with hope of little more, I was unexpectedly welcomed and included by the […]

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bocuse d’or…

Thanks to an amazing group of people, whom I thank below, I was afforded a rare, behind the scenes look at the final days of Team U.S.A.’s year-long journey to the Bocuse d’Or competition in Lyon, France. Although I arrived a spectator, with hope of little more, I was unexpectedly welcomed and included by the […]

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review: genesis…

I awoke to the gull’s cry against a pink sky, the ocean in my backyard. It was morning in Whistable, the second day. My ledger was blank, save a long seaside walk and lunch at The Sportsman.  And it was good.

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review: genesis…

I awoke to the gull’s cry against a pink sky, the ocean in my backyard. It was morning in Whistable, the second day. My ledger was blank, save a long seaside walk and lunch at The Sportsman.  And it was good.

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review: return to salt marsh umami…

In those moments when we’re able to escape the undercurrent that sweeps us along blindly, we surface to discover the world, steady and still, peaceful and patient. There, we find a tavern, just this side of the sea wall, beyond which a windswept shelf of shells slides into the sea. This is the coast of […]

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review: return to salt marsh umami…

In those moments when we’re able to escape the undercurrent that sweeps us along blindly, we surface to discover the world, steady and still, peaceful and patient. There, we find a tavern, just this side of the sea wall, beyond which a windswept shelf of shells slides into the sea. This is the coast of […]

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review: fugue…

John Shields, the chef of Town House, was unnaturally familiar with the forty-two dishes that were recently set down before us at el bulli. Having tried unsuccessfully for years to get a reservation at the restaurant, he had spent a considerable amount of time reading about and canvassing the internet for pictures of Ferran Adria’s […]

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review: fugue…

John Shields, the chef of Town House, was unnaturally familiar with the forty-two dishes that were recently set down before us at el bulli. Having tried unsuccessfully for years to get a reservation at the restaurant, he had spent a considerable amount of time reading about and canvassing the internet for pictures of Ferran Adria’s […]

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photo of the week 32: heart of darkness…

I’m not one for sappy, greeting card holidays, but since it’s Valentine’s Day, and I’m behind on my photos of the week, for this thirty-second one, I give you a big, gooey, heart of darkness.

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photo of the week 32: heart of darkness…

I’m not one for sappy, greeting card holidays, but since it’s Valentine’s Day, and I’m behind on my photos of the week, for this thirty-second one, I give you a big, gooey, heart of darkness.

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travel: snowbird…

I had barely unpacked from my trip to Europe when I got a call from Miami.  Exchanging linen for wool, shorts for pants, I recharged my suitcase and left the snowy banks of Kansas City for the tanned shores of Florida.  It was 5 degrees when my pasty white legs left the ground at 6 […]

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travel: snowbird…

I had barely unpacked from my trip to Europe when I got a call from Miami.  Exchanging linen for wool, shorts for pants, I recharged my suitcase and left the snowy banks of Kansas City for the tanned shores of Florida.  It was 5 degrees when my pasty white legs left the ground at 6 […]

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travel: brave new world…

When the clock struck 2011, I quit my job and lept into a brave new world, vast and endless. Scared?  Out of my mind. Excited?  Brimming. Unfettered, a free agent to the world, I shrugged off responsibility and began my adventure in Europe, grabbing life by the cheeks and squeezing as hard as I could. […]

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travel: brave new world…

When the clock struck 2011, I quit my job and lept into a brave new world, vast and endless. Scared?  Out of my mind. Excited?  Brimming. Unfettered, a free agent to the world, I shrugged off responsibility and began my adventure in Europe, grabbing life by the cheeks and squeezing as hard as I could. […]

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photo of the week 31: portrait of a master…

I’m back on U.S. soil after three exciting weeks in Europe.  I’ll be posting about my meals and events in the coming days, but first, I want to recover a few tardy “photos of the week.” Here’s the first of a few:

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photo of the week 31: portrait of a master…

I’m back on U.S. soil after three exciting weeks in Europe.  I’ll be posting about my meals and events in the coming days, but first, I want to recover a few tardy “photos of the week.” Here’s the first of a few:

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