“Lyon is full of temperamental gourmets, eternally engaged in a never-ending search for that imaginary, perfect, unknown little back-street bistro, where one can dine in the style of Louis XIV for the price of a pack of peanuts.” – Roy Andries de Groot, gourmet, author Buenos Aires – Here’s the thing. I’m wrong about things… Read More Iced Again
It’s spring fever…. You don’t quite know what it is you DO want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!” – Mark Twain, author Buenos Aires – No question, spring has sprung in these parts. And what better place to stop off for lunch on a beautiful spring day in… Read More Spring in Spring
“The years from 1924 to 1933 were quite prolific and exciting for Borges. He founded several more literary magazines with varying amounts of success, and he contributed a variety of pieces to many existing magazines, most notably Martin Fierro. Ironically, his contributions to this magazine were to take an unexpected turn when the editors of… Read More “I Would Rather Have Been Part of the Boedo Group”
“Finally, when it had been erased from the map of the penninsular after some many centuries, the name ‘Langkasuka’ again appeared in our history when it was mooted by our founding fathers as a possible name for independent Malaya.” – Sabri Zain, The Lost Kingdom of Langasuka Buenos Aires – There was no reason in… Read More Langkasuka
“God gave man the challenge of raw materials — not the ease of finished things. He left the pictures unpainted and the music unsung and the problems unsolved, that man might know the joys and glories of creation.” – unknown New York City – In the previous review I mentioned that tasting the crudo plate… Read More The Raw Fix
“Roughly translated from the Italian, fare la scarpetta means to wipe your plate clean with a hunk of bread—a practice that, depending upon the culinary circles you travel in, is considered either a sign of bad breeding or a compliment to the chef.” – Robin Raisfeld & Rob Patronite, NY Magazine New York City –… Read More No Longer a Lost Sole
“I am–fanatically, unapologetically–a placeist. This makes me a virtual thought-criminal in an age of global homogeneity. ‘Placeism’ might be defined in the criminal code as the unreasoned love of a particular place, be it a neighborhood, village, city, or even state. Placeists insist that residents of real places have histories, customs, accents, and concerns that… Read More Way Up North
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, psychiatrist Highwood, Illinois – Trying to get a group of people to agree on some place to go out… Read More Stained Relations