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  • Eating “The Carol Channing” with Carol Channing

    Eating “The Carol Channing” with Carol Channing

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    John talked me into it. After going to see Elaine Stritch last week at the Cafe Carlyle, John urged me on to see my next aged theater icon by making reservations for Carol Channing at Feinstein’s at The Regency. We dubbed our mission: The “Before They Croak” Tour. And this stop came with dinner. So…

  • Big Time Burgers and Broadway Legends: SoupBurg and Elaine Stritch

    Big Time Burgers and Broadway Legends: SoupBurg and Elaine Stritch

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    My friend John is the type of person who will say, “Hey, Elaine Stritch is playing at the Cafe Carlyle. Do you want to go?” And I’m the type of person who will say: “Yes.” And so it was that John made the reservation (it’s pricey, like a full-priced theater ticket) and it was I…

  • I Made Popcorn

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    This is really lame, and I apologize. Again, I started school this week so I didn’t have time to cook anything or eat anywhere interesting. Last night I came home hungry and I made popcorn. My technique was a mix of a few I’d learned. Second kottke reference of the day: I read kottke’s Popcorn…

  • 175!

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    Cholesterol: 175 HDL: 39 LDL: 117 TRI: 95 To quote the lab technician: “Very good.” To quote my grandma: “That HDL’s not good, you need to exercise.” Woohoo?

  • Sometimes Good Food Looks Like Vomit

    Sometimes Good Food Looks Like Vomit

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    I have been viciously attacked in my asparagus risotto post by some who’ve critiqued my technique (even though it’s not my technique, it’s Rose Gray’s technique) and the “baby diaper-ish” quality of the end product. Inkadinkadoo (who has “doo” in his/her name) writes: “Some of those pix look like stills from ‘The Exorcist’ puke scene.”…

  • A Moveable Feast in East Atlanta

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    I am in a coffee shop in East Atlanta–Joe’s–using the wireless internet to work on reserach for my “Sexuality and Parenthood” term paper.Except, as usual, my research has morphed into a delirious bout of web-surfing and day-dreaming.This morning, I received an e-mail from the lovely Clotilde of the scrumptious food blog Chocolate and Zucchini. She…

  • A Dirty Little Secret

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    The time has come for a confession. Forgive me readers, for I have sinned. A lot.I have been advertising myself as a “gourmet”–an amateur one, at that, but still–and yet my “gourmet” status is about to become severely compromised. I wake up in the morning craving not a Bouillabaisse or a Vichyssoise. I pine not…

  • How I Survived The Blackout: A Journal

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    WEDNESDAY FEB. 25 2004, 10:53 PMI am making guacamole. Lauren is watching Will and Grace. Suddenly, and without anyone warning, the electricty snaps off. We are in utter darkness.10:54 PMI begin screaming like a girl. Lauren smacks me across the face. She misses and knocks over a lamp. “Get a hold of yourself!” she yells.10:55…

  • Favorite Easy Dinner

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    This is a variation on my mother’s recipe for chicken. The recipe goes like this:1. Go to Publix.2. Buy an already roasted chicken.3. Go home.4. Eat it.In my version, I retain a greater morsel of self-respect. First of all I buy my chicken from Whole Foods. Granted, I probably spend a dollar or two more,…

  • My Favorite Pastry

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    This is my favorite pastry:What is it called? That depends on who you ask. In the California Farmer’s Market, this was called a Raspberry Princess. At Alon’s Bakery, where I purchased this beautiful specimen, it was called “Fruit Bar.” I call it: Piece Of Heaven. But I’m biased. After all, this is my favorite pastry.What…