One of my fondest memories from living in England was staying for six months in a very old English manor house in Oxford when we first arrived. When you are in a military family, it was the moving that got to you after a while. Girlfriends, schools, countries; always changing. So when we arrived inContinue reading “Super Sunday”
Category Archives: French Food
Not in My Contract
When I first started out in the restaurant business, my big brother told me he would make me his Assistant Manager in his Sambo’s restaurant after learning how to do everything. And I do mean everything. From the parking lot, trash dumpsters, dishwashing, mopping, I mean I did not get one break from Ed. IContinue reading “Not in My Contract”
Open Mic Night
You are going to have to take my word for it, because I left my phone in the Highlander (“You will always be weaker than I, Highlander!”) and I didn’t get ADOGG to video me. It was at a brewpub in Cincinnati called Fretboards. The cool thing about this place is they only want youContinue reading “Open Mic Night”
Slow Down
This planet is spinning way too fast. People seem to always be in a hurry amidst this pandemic with no one working in an office building. So where are they going and why aren’t they at their home offices working? Not wanting to work is something I totally understand; and I also have a lazyContinue reading “Slow Down”
My Favorite Sandwich
When I was training to be a chef in the Las Vegas casinos in the late 70’s I had to perform and master all the stations of a kitchen. My final exam for the boucher (butcher) station was the breakdown of a pig corpse into, well everything edible. Pork rinds to sweetbreads. Now breaking downContinue reading “My Favorite Sandwich”
Weddings
I was sitting here blasting away at some old-school OG Kush and I started thinking about weddings. I have been to very few weddings in my lifetime. In order, I have been to my own wedding, my Goddaughter’s nuptials, and my cousin’s. That’s it. Growing up as a way-too-confirmed bachelor, I was invited to manyContinue reading “Weddings”
The Bike Ride From Hell
I was thirty-two years old and had the body of a coke-fueled alcoholic on the fast track to The End. I had not lifted a weight since I was nineteen years old and I soaked my body nightly in Seagram’s VO, Elephant Beer, and other people’s girlfriends. I was dating my wife-to-be for all ofContinue reading “The Bike Ride From Hell”
Ice
Where would we be if there was no such thing as ice? Warm beer. (But if you know anything at all about beer, that is a good thing). But no cold lager. Them’s fighting words. Ice storms would just be storms and those old ice skates in your closet would never have been made inContinue reading “Ice”
Meat Eater
I am a carnivore and I have already eaten way more meat than I ever should have eaten, but I make no excuses. My father and Grandfather were both butchers and worked in slaughterhouses. I remember being horrified at the sight of the cows being led up the chutes and the man shooting them inContinue reading “Meat Eater”
Stripes
Used to be the only people wearing stripes had done something bad enough to land in prison or those with bad fashion sense. I never got the whole “stripes are slimming” thing. I don’t perceive as anyone being slimmer or fatter unless they are nude of course, but short of that, who gives a shitContinue reading “Stripes”
