Julie and I are leaving for the wilds of the Pacific Northwest on Saturday for a week. Being that our two little kittens need to be fed over the holidays I had to cajole a friend into spending time with them. Luckily (well for me, but not for her, poor kid) Alice will be around with the exception of Christmas Eve. But it's OK. They're a bunch of animals. But in the sweetest of ways. So to make it up to ...

Drew's holiday party was last night. He told me to bring food. Being that I was in Florida for the week (erk. I hate Florida, but that's not either here nor there) I didn't really know what to do, nor did I have much time to prepare. I knew he was already taking care of cheeses and dip type stuff, so I wanted to bring something a little more substantial. Something with some good protein. After brunch with Rob and Julie I walked over to the supermarket ...

Ugh. My head feels like it's swimming in fluids right now. I woke up this morning completely laid out with a massive head and chest cold; taste buds gone to shit and no sense of smell whatsoever. Thank god I cooked last night and used to the rest of the food in the fridge since there was no energy for cooking today (shit, I even took a nap, something I never do), and I can't really taste anything as it is. I suppose drinking beer and ...

Tony would be very happy with me. I mean, I didn't have any Fosters nor Coopers, but I did throw some shrimp on the barby and crack open a beer. Yesterday was the day after the holiday party so needless to say I worked from home, in pajamas, mostly from bed. Minus 2 1/2 hours of driving back and forth to JFK. After a night (actually week) of excess (Mike was in town on Tuesday, Ted Leo was on Wednesday) I felt like I needed something ...

I woke up this morning to a backyard covered in snow, however light it may have been, it was snow nonetheless. I'm not going to lie to you — I felt like a little kid at Christmas. Walking around Carroll Gardens this AM after brunch at Miriam didn't bother me one bit. Yes, it was blustery. Yes it was cold. But! It was snowing! Snowing! Southerners just don't understand. But, I digress. What this is really about is pork. And boy howdy pork it is. It ...