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“From the pasta we make To the bread that we bake we’re wishing you an Olive Garden birthday. We hope you will remember this joyous day forever we’re wishing you an Olive Garden birthday.” – old Olive Garden birthday song, as remembered from my childhood. Despite the order of the title, we begin with childhood.…

Long ago–maybe in August–I met my friend Dana for brunch at Buby’s in TriBeCa. She had heard good things about it and we both enjoyed our meal there. The basket of biscuits brought by our waiter had a passing intrigue–after all I had just left Atlanta, and biscuits weren’t a novelty. But they were good…

I am rarely at the forefront of New York foodie gossip. Perhaps, this is common knowledge, but I was excited to see this on the third floor of the Time Warner Center yesterday: So if this is breaking news, let me be the one to break it: Bouchon Bakery is opening up in New York!…

2004 is come to an end. Less important media outlets cover things like “The Year in News” or “The Year in Movies.” This media outlet encourages you to stick your fingers in a socket as we take a quick look at: THE YEAR IN FOOD: (aka, Food’s Greatest Moments, 2004) [Warning: This list is composed…

I just ate a peanut butter cookie: I had a cup of water ready and was prepared for the worst. But this time it actually tasted good. Maybe it needed a few days to find its inner chi. Whatever it found, I enjoyed this cookie today. My friend Alex is coming to visit tonight, and…

Let’s start with the ending. The ending looks like this: This is Nancy Silverton’s “Not Nutter Butter.” It is supposed to resemble a Nutter Butter but taste better. As you can see, it looks nothing like a Nutter Butter. And as for taste, I think Liz said it best when she said: “I think I’m…

Here is a story. Lisa, long ago, told me a tale of her mother and her going to lunch near her office. Her mother wanted to go somewhere with a waiter, so they stumbled into an Asian restaurant that served an $18 salad. “An $18 salad!” declared Lisa. “That is outrageous!” But her mother persisted.…

I went on a date the other night (yes, a date–woohoo!) and we went to Diner 22 (I think that’s what it’s called—I’m trying to google it, but nothing’s coming up. Maybe it wasn’t called that. I think it’s owned by Jean-Georges and I know it’s on 8th Ave.) Anyway, this place has diner food…

Andrea wants to know. She wants to give your Secret Santa book provider person a little nudge. So come here and vent: did you expect a book and not get one? Hmmm. (I haven’t heard yet from my secret santa person as to whether or not she got the books (YES I SENT MORE THAN…