Adam Roberts

First I hook you in with a sexy picture: Then I tell you a story… I bought a pineapple last week. I was in Citronelle and a pineapple screamed out to me: “BUY ME! PLEASE, BUY ME!” I’d never bought a pineapple before. I was on a health kick. I figured buying a whole pineapple…

It occurred to me the other day: do my peers in the foodblogging world exercise also? How do they eat such rich foods without exploding? I decided to e-mail a few of them to ask that very question. Here are their responses: Bruce Cole of Saute Wednesday writes: “San Francisco is just one hilly street…

Oh you dastardly website. Were it not for you, would I have said “yes” to Kirk yesterday and broken my four days of healthy, nutrtious eating to enjoy a lavish, wildly expensive and mayonaissey lobster roll at Pearl Oyster Bar? Ok, yes, I would have. And it wasn’t Kirk’s idea—it was mine. But we don’t…

I’m still on my health kick. Day 3. I spent 45 minutes on the eliptical this morning, burning 460 calories. “The View” was on with no sound and subtitles and my favorite part is when Merideth Veira and some new blonde host interviewed Baby Spice who has a new album coming out. The best bit…

My dear friend Stella, who catsat for me over Christmas break, left me a windy message the other day that went something like this: “Adam (wind wind wind) saw a cool restaurant (wind wind wind) Zen Palate (wind wind wind) let’s eat there sometime.” After deciphering this message, I called Stella back and made plans…

I may be 5’9, not 5’7, in which case my ideal weight is 160–which I already weigh. I will attempt to confirm this later by using a ruler and dental floss or a simple tape measure.

Blogging about what you eat and having a doting mother who reads everything you blog about what you eat is a dangerous combination. Lately, mom’s been on my case. “I can’t believe some of the stuff you’re eating!” she said to me this weekend. “Chocolate chip muffins in the middle of the night! And those…

Sunday I enjoyed a classic New York moment. My friend Ricky and I were supposed to go see Mahler’s 1st at Carnegie Hall for $10. (You can get $10 obstructed view tickets at 12 pm.) Well he called me after 12 to say there were no $10 tix, the cheapest tix were $80. I said,…

My brother would like me to tell you that in this post where I say that Michael doesn’t really like American food, that it’s a lie. He does like American food. Thank you.

Maybe it’s the Jew in me (“Let me out, you putz! It’s hot in here!”) but I feel guilty about the meals I’m about to share with you. Guilt–am I the only food blogger who feels guilty about eating good food? Maybe because it’s all so decadent. But I can shift the blame to my…