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Here I was, eager to share with you every moment of every experience I’ve experienced thus far on my Paris adventure and then Typepad goes nuts and won’t let me post for two days. Ah well: now’s the opportunity to scramble and catch up. John’s already asleep so I’ll keep my typing noise down and…

My battery has 40 minutes left on it (I haven’t bought a converter yet) and knowing my computer that really means 20 minutes, or less, so I will be fast and tell you all about my journey from my New York to here, gay Paree, where I am sitting on a tiny bed on the…
My semester is over (finally!), my bags are packed, and the “Amelie” soundtrack is playing right now on iTunes. I sit here at 1 am and realize that in 24 hours my plane will be touching down in the City of Light. I’ve printed all your comments and e-mail suggestions; I went, as someone advised,…

This post is dedicated to Gwen Stefani, whose “Hollaback Girl” did for bananas what “MacArthur Park” did for cake. According to Gwen, “this shit is bananas,” and I couldn’t agree more. This is a fancy banana bread from a recipe in the Gourmet Cookbook available here at Epicurious. The bread contains three very ripe bananas,…
Bored at your computer this weekend? Why not head over to the Accidental Hedonist’s 2005 Food Blog Awards and nominate some of your favorite food bloggers? I promise this year if I’m nominated I won’t wear a large swan to the awards ceremony like I did last year. But I may eat a large swan…
It boggles the mind to think that one week from today–at this very moment–I will be on a plane to Paris. This is probably the most spontaneous, independent trip I’ve ever taken. I wish I had time to plan more, to research everything, but this is also my last week of school for the semester.…

There’s a scene in Annie Hall (my favorite movie) where Alvy Singer buys Annie lingerie for her birthday. “Oh ho ho,” says Annie. “I think this is more a gift for you than it is for me.” The same could be argued about Lisa’s birthday dinner. I tried to defer to her wishes (“Where would…

When I met Derrick and Melissa at Craft in October, our meal ended with a tiny gift from the kitchen. Caramel Corn: Longtime readers of this site will tell you that caramel corn has been the bane of my cooking existence for almost two years now. Disaster after disaster leaves me with burnt, globby messes…
The theater world and the food world are not dissimilar. Both have their roots in ancient traditions, their devotees are somewhat eclectic, and both contain numerous schools of thought and theory. For every Thomas Keller there’s a Wylie Dufresne; for every John Patrick Shanley there’s a David Lindsay-Abaire. Behind the scenes of a Broadway show…

Let’s play William Safire for a moment and ponder the word cheap. I’m not using a dictionary here, but my guess is that cheap is defined as “inexpensive.” Therefore the opposite of cheap, it would seem, is expensive. If you call a woman cheap, it’s an insult. If you call a woman expensive, she’s a…