There are a million reasons why the best songs are always about fucking. Each reason has its own parallel monologue that explains how the most pleasurable things can bring with them the most ruin. If you can’t apply that dichotomy to food in your own life, you are an alien to me and I’m probably […]
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White Trash Picnic
As God is my witness, if I ever found out that someone I invited to my birthday party was one of those assholes who constantly goes to food blogs/pages/sites to leave comments like “you forgot the address……you got the address wrong…….oh nice spelling…..uh, BIG difference between pan frying and deep frying, how about learning about […]

Saturday
As a classically trained vocalist, I admit that I had the advantage over Pete Dulin when we were going down the road early on a Saturday singing the chorus from Alicia Keys’ “Girl on Fire” on a constant loop. He doesn’t understand breathing. Hell, it took me the first full year of lessons before I […]

American Context
I think that I’ve eaten at The American more in the past month than the previous ten years combined. And whether the visits have been sparse and spaced over time, or in rapid succession as I hurry back to sample what is surely some of the finest cuisine to grace their historic menus, my anticipation […]

For Alcoholics and Moms to Be: Manifesto
Now back in the DAY, when I was still drinking, single, and unafraid of the credit card debt one creates while drunk and single, I had a pretty standard approach to ordering beverages in my favorite restaurants. Three or four Knob Creek Manhattans before dinner and usually two bottles of wine with my meal. If other people […]

The Fetishist’s Guide to Kansas City Charcuterie
And zero fucks were given. The number was zero. That is zero….the number of fucks that were given when I first heard about Fifty Shades of Grey. I knew it was going to be like the movie Titanic. The best movie of all time. Best because boring people were lining up four, even five times […]

Ra Sushi: Leawood
You have to be a real asshole to resent your baby. At least that’s what I used to believe. It wasn’t until I was actually at that crossroads when I realized…there are extremely valid reasons to resent your child. For example, when you realize that the time and money associated with raising the kid is going to cost you […]

Quad Macchiato Quest 2013…
PREFACE: I’m not a coffee nerd, but I know what I like. I’ve roasted my own coffee for about a dozen years and have narrowed my favorite beans down those from Ethiopia, Yemen and Sumatra (respectively- Harar, Mokha Ismaili and, when available, any available well aged Sumatran). During the winter months when I’m less inclined to trek […]