Adam Roberts

The perfect dining companion must be reliable, they must be engaging, and they must have the ability to traverse a wide variety of subject matter. My perfect companion, then, is constantly in my car, bound and gagged in the back seat, ready to go at a moment’s notice. Not only that, my perfect companion is…

Piedmont Road is one of those connector roads in Atlanta: it connects you from Buckhead to Midtown and intersects, along the way, with Rock Springs (taking you to Emory), Monroe (taking you to Ponce) and Tierra–a funky yellow South American fusion restaurant that my friends and I went to tonight.Driving past, you wouldn’t necessarily think…

Getting ready to go out, for me, involves many a process. There’s the plucking, the grooming, the showering, the shaving, the full body moisturizing compress. Selecting clothes takes several committees and seventeen models who strut past with different variations until I am completely satisfied. What going out does not involve, however, is ironing. I hate…

I took charge today at our post-PMBR lunch at Tacqueria Del Sol. I said: “Lauren, let’s celebrate being done with the PMBR. Let’s order margaritas.””Nah,” said Lauren, “I have to work on some papers.””Ok,” I said.The waiter came over. “What do you want to drink?” he asked.”Two margaritas,” I said, “frozen, salt.”Lauren laughed. “Ok,” she…

Picture a cake.Let’s say a yellow cake with vanilla icing. The cheap kind that comes in a box; the kind you would sell at the Chess Club bake sale. Picture it strewn with rainbow sprinkles; the large rectangle carved into equitable squares.Now taste it. Do you have the flavor in your mind? The cake with…

Strong opinions abound here at The Amateur Gourmet.I’ve alienated my Atkins-lovers, my cheese eaters, and the Christian Right. And now I’m going to alienate the vegans.Tonight I sat innocently watching TV with Lauren. “Will and Grace” was on. We were decompressing from a full day of bar study and torture. I said: “How ’bout a…

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How did we come to this?Yesterday, I was pumping gas at the QT and in the little plastic picture frame above the gas meter was an ad: “We Now Offer Low Carb Lunches!” At the Atlanta Bread Company, where I went for lunch today, a large banner hung overhead: “Check out our low carb options!”…

I have a sneaky suspicion that my life is a TV show, a la “The Truman Show,” except instead of Ed Harris as Kristoph lovingly overseeing my every move, there is Bob Saget–a la “America’s Funniest Home Videos”–overdubbing my actions with obnoxious voices and irritating sound effects. Anyway, that’s how I felt tonight trying to…