A laid-back, occasionally chaotic food & drink show. Recipes may be attempted. Drinks may be poured. Results are not guaranteed.
A cautionary tale of anatomical defiance. Gary looked a 72-ounce slab of prime beef in the eye and chose violence. By bite fifty-four, his soul had left his body; by bite sixty-eight, he achieved enlightenment; and by the end, he had successfully evolved into a bipedal cow.
A retrospective look at high-end gastronomy's greatest lies. We examine the multi-page menu items that sounded like poetry on paper, cost a week's wages, and tasted remarkably like a damp cardboard box dipped in regret.
An investigation into a local culinary landmark that vanished into the ether. We reminisce about the sizzling platters, the heavy velvet booths, and the lingering phantom aroma of egg rolls that echo through the corridors of time.