May 2011
8 posts
Lots to do... →
Here we come to the heart of the matter: I’ve never left Istanbul, never left...
the last lunch at CIYA →
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April 2011
4 posts
March 2011
2 posts
A low key celebration
At dusk With the diminishing light
Sliding off of the Sandia
And the little river, the rio grande, at fore.
And the bosque.
The torrontes from salta as apperitif
the mediu, bodied glass of red — lemberger from red mountain Washington.
First the tuna
Rare.
The rings of deep fried calamari.
And some lettuce wrapping chicken.
This imbibing a way to welcome
Your 46th...
February 2011
2 posts
January 2011
1 post
2010/01 Michael Bierut from CreativeMornings on Vimeo.
December 2010
10 posts
Happy hour at KonA Grill
Day 2 scotsdale
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nu8F2EL1l-I&feature=... →
Watching
Brief interviews with hideous men by DFW— the book reads better
November 2010
2 posts
Self-absorption is general, as is self-doubt. In the large coastal cities of the...
– Joan Didion Letter from manhattan/ NY Review of Books, Aug 16 1979
September 2010
2 posts
May 2010
4 posts
April 2010
1 post
March 2010
6 posts
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Via my Twitter links at SUR, right sidebar
February 2010
10 posts
from New Yorker's Table for Two →
The menu, though, reads a bit like Dickens. Fried head cheese, soup made with bone marrow, pork scratchings, and scrumpets (shredded, fried lamb, shaped like fish sticks): it could be a picnic lunch from “The Pickwick Papers.”