I’m almost a month late with this post, but life has been crazy with moving my stuff across the country, applying and interviewing for jobs in Boston, moving Charles and Xena (Warrior princess dog) back to Providence, seeing family and friends, and getting unpacked in Philadelphia. There’s been a lot of driving happening–I think I’m … Continue reading
Today was the most beautiful day in San Francisco I’ve seen yet, and quite possibly the most beautiful day I’ve seen period. It was the sort of weather in which you’d be comfortable wearing just about anything (except for some ridiculous extreme like my hopefully never-to-be-used-again winter parka thing). 70 degrees and sunny. I’ve come … Continue reading
As of Friday, June 3rd, I am officially a resident of San Francisco. Fingers crossed that a job soon materialize and I won’t have to join the masses of absolutely insane homeless people that I’ve been seeing around Market Street. Not sure why homelessness here is so much more in-your-face than in any other city … Continue reading
I had another food commentary piece published recently–this one’s a little different. I couldn’t get all I wanted to get in there what with word count constraints, but I’m sure I’ll be returning to the topic of beer/food pairings in the future. Here’s the link to the article: http://post.browndailyherald.com/2011/03/24/the-right-lager-for-your-broth/ I’m a big fan of the illustration. … Continue reading
This is Pete, my partner in crime I’m being published in a newspaper! Pretty cool. Here are some photos I took of the dish, and the piece can be found here: http://issuu.com/theindy/docs/indy_week_3_feb_24 (second-to-last spread)
When I think of the summer time, I inevitably think of popsicles, sunburns, fireworks, the sound of lawnmowers, humidity that doubles the volume of my hair, and, of course, cookouts/BBQs. I think it’s really funny that grilling is the only stereotypical male form of cooking that exists, apart from maybe brewing one’s own beer. Despite … Continue reading
Upon our move-in, Spencer and I promptly began exploring the kitchen. We had some very basic spices, the aforementioned plethora of pasta and canned sauce, a sack of quinoa, and 6 cans of kidney beans. To be frank, we had a lot of random shit in the cabinets. The margarita mix came in handy, however. … Continue reading
