This happened back on Sunday, April 6. That morning, like we do most Sunday mornings, we took the dog out for a walk for a couple of hours. On our way back to the house, █████ developed a hankering for a donut. We stopped by a couple of neighborhood bakeries that
Our friend Ali is on TV again. John Klima points me toward this clip from Jamie's American Road Trip, which just recently starting airing in the States. It features Jamie Oliver traveling from Manhattan to Queens to learn Egyptian cooking from Ali El Sayed of the celebrated Kabab
[sung to the tune of "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath] She's my hungry bear She's the little dog with the golden hair She'll just sit and stare Anytime I'm eating and I won't share Nobody feeds her She
And the links to other complaints about Shamrock Shakes just keep pouring in! Here's an oldie but goodie from The Onion: Sinn Fein Leaders Demand Year-Round Shamrock Shake Availability
See, █████ and I aren't the only ones upset about the new Shamrock Shakes. Marcus Leshock and Kyra Kyles from Chicago Now are both up in arms: 2010 Shamrock Shakes? More like SHAM Shakes! Shamrock Shakedown: Why I am Disappointed by McDonald's Shamrock Shake Thanks to ❦pixelfish
Lest anyone unfamiliar with the phenomenon assume I am overstating the fanaticism of Shamrock Shake devotees, let me direct your attention to... ShamrockShake.com ...a message board for confirmed Shamrock Shake sightings around the country. Believe. (One of the saddest recent reports from Illinois, echoing █████'s disappointment, reads: "
█████ and I go to McDonald's together, on average, once a year. Like many of you, I'm sure, we've both been lovers of the Shamrock Shake since childhood. It was hard if not impossible to find a McDonald's in New York City that
I just saw the Dairy Fairy. I know! Can you believe it? The Dairy Fairy is the name █████ coined for the mythical figure who comes in the night and leaves milk, cream, eggs, and other assorted breakfasty goodies on our front porch. Every Friday morning, I rise at 5:00
█████ and I had dinner at one of our favorite local restaurants this evening, Hopleaf. It's a Belgian place, with a bar out front specializing in Belgian and Belgian-style beers. It's always packed, and if you don't show up early you can wait an hour
We knew that Friday, May 30, as another long travel day, was going to suck. We just didn't know yet how badly it was going to suck. Over dinner the evening before, Ra'ed had broken the news to us that there would be yet another change
Not a huge sightseeing day yesterday. I spent some of the morning writing in the hotel room, working on a new story titled "Our Dependence on Foreign Keys." In the afternoon I wandered around St. Julian's, collecting such supplies as bottled water (a must, they say)
This is for John Klima, my estimable partner and co-conspirator in brains-eating:
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