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Reunions require cupcakes. Lauren Gunderson, an old friend from college, is now a supersonic playwright on the rise. She’s about to start her second year of the grad playwriting program I went to at NYU, but we haven’t seen each other since our Atlanta days. If it weren’t for Facebook friend finder, who knows where…

“Walk me home,” said Pim after dinner. “I have something for you in the freezer.” We were at Franny’s, my beloved Park Slope pizzeria, sharing pasta and pizza and a decadent panna cotta for dessert. What could Pim have for me in her freezer? Not even her freezer, but the freezer of the person with…
A dangerous thing to say after dinner is: “Do you want doughnuts?” It’s a dangerous thing to say, because almost certainly the other person will say “yes” and then what do you do? Especially since most doughnut recipes require time for the yeasted doughnut dough to rise? Here’s what you do: crack open Mario Batali’s…
Every now and then I like to publicly answer reader mail, in case other people out there have the same question. Here’s a question from Jess in Grand Rapids, Michigan: Hello, I’m an avid Food Network watcher and have recently saw your clips for The FN Dish. I became curious and looked you up online.…
It’s a shameful fact that up until last week, I’d never been to Mamoun’s Falafel. For someone who went to grad school at NYU and spent two years flitting about Washington Squre Park, it amounts to something of an outrage. Mamoun’s is an NYU tradition: cheap, fast, and flavorful falafel all just a few steps…
We all shave (well, except for you, Moses). Men shave their faces, women shave other parts, and we can all agree that shaving is always better and smoother with a fresh, super sharp razor. Today, after replacing the head on my Mach 3 Turbo, and shaving my face so smooth a baby’s bottom sued me…
I’m re-reading my vicious post about Au Bon pain and now I’m thinking I was a little harsh. I mean, what if the president of Au Bon Pain reads my blog and tomorrow morning he sees that post and kills himself? How bad would I feel? The truth is I haven’t been in a long…
I don’t like Au Bon Pain. When I walk past it and look at the people eating inside, they always look sad. There’s a reason they look sad: the food is not good. I’m not against fast food–I enjoy Wendy’s, In-N-Out Burger; I also enjoy sandwichey fast food places that are in the same genre…