Looks like Ali is in need of a new sous chef: http://newyork.craigslist.org/que/ret/202719551.html If you've been putting off that move to Gotham, now's your chance!
I was half-listening to WNYC this morning as I made the last preparations to leave, when suddenly I heard my friend Ali's voice on the radio. We had noticed that his restaurant, Kabab Cafe, has been closed since the blackout, and we keep stopping by to see if
Man, I love the Shake Shack, but I hate those lines! Nothing like a nice 11:00 a.m. breakfast of champions. Apparently I'm not the only one. I haven't managed to get out to the Shack yet this season, but when I do you can
Medical emergency on the downtown 6 uptown this morning, messing up subway service roundly. I keep forgetting why I hate coming to work during rush hour. Anyway, I had another lovely U.N. night last night in Astoria. Actually it started right after work in Murray Hill, where I went
Oh, beef! Why must you be so irresistible, yet so heavy in the belly? Why must a dry rub accentuate your smoky, mouth-watering flavors so? Why must you go well with bourbon and black porter? Why must you always toy with my affections? Beef, I hate myself for loving you!
Salon du chocolat. Never attend a trade show like this without a buddy.
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