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
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
Salon du chocolat. Never attend a trade show like this without a buddy.
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