Come mid-August I welcome a glass of pink wine or pink lemonade for cool refreshment. But oddly I'm no happy camper when my Provence rosé tastes like old-fashioned lemonade, or when my freshly squeezed lemonade is no sweeter or pulpier than a dry rosé. I'm funny that...
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Diners, Like Liquids, Take Shape of their Container
According to the ground rules of the restaurant repertoire you're not supposed to find a dish like this......in a place like this... Yet when Hugue Dufour, the French-Canadian chef-proprietor of the M. Wells Diner in Queens, New York, asked me if I'd ordered his...
What’s up with the mustard at Croque Gascon?
One of the many cultural advantages of my move from the US to the UK is that it's been a cinch to avoid shopping malls. Nearly 5 years in London and I've only stepped inside a single mall, Brent Cross Shopping Centre – twice because I couldn't get a Genius Bar...