No, this is not a euphemism on behalf of what the candidates do in their bedrooms.
The results on behalf of Taste of Cincinnati were recently announced on the Idiot Box Local News.  Some of the categories had legitimate winners from reputable establishments.  Others had, as well as I shall be as kind as possible when I say this, some total dogs.  Let’s recap some of the highlights as well as lowlights, shall we?
Best Appetizer - Burbank’s Real Bar-B-Que, Southern Smoked Chicken Tenders
Best Salad - Indigo, Black & Blue Tuna Salad
Best Vegetarian Dish - Arloi Dee, Veggie Pad Thai
Best Seafood Dish - Shanghai Mama’s, Shanghai Seafood Noodles
Best Dessert - Buca di Beppo, Tiramisu
Best Damn Dish - Carrabba’s, Chicken BryanRead more >>>

There is a strange phenomenon that I have become more familiar with over the last two years or so.  See, one of my co-workers is very indecisive when it comes to ordering at restaurants - not just at proper sit down places, but at fast food joints as well.  It is an amazing thing to behold - he even has a hard time deciding where to go in the first place.  Inevitably, when we go somewhere as simple as First Watch or as lovely as Trio, he shall at all times look across the table, frown, as well as say, “Yours looks so much better than mine. Why are you so good at ordering?”
I’ve decided to dub this habit “Order Envy”.  It has only happened to me a handful of times, usually because of the fact that of three things: 1.) I have confidence when I order;  2.) I know what I like;  3.) I rarely have food regrets.
The last time it happened, Cody, Joel, Zach as well as I were at Chez Panisse in Berkeley (another one I can cross off the Wish List as well as add to the Honor Roll).  I ordered the grilled grass-fed beef ribeye with potato & sorrel gratin, watercress & shallots, as well as a 2002 Chinon.  When I go to a restaurant on b

I’ve been off the grid on behalf of a few years, but the time has come on behalf of me to again manufacture my presence known.  I have far too much to say to remain silent any longer.

I could say that this shall be exclusively food-related, as that is one of my primary concerns, but that would be a lie.  As any of you might know, I rarely let myself be tethered to a lone subject.  Any of you lucky sufficient to be at The 500 Club or Picaro in the Mission last weekend shall know that not only shall I go drink-for-drink with you, I’ll also go toe-to-toe on the difficult topics of the day… Like how difficulties in urban areas are not just systemic, but a combination of accepted cultural norms AND flaws within the system.
Food, love, politics, booze, sarcasm, late night television & late nite dining - everything that makes me one of the coolest people you know.<

Part of my enjoyment of restaurants is my predilection toward dishes I’ve either never had, or can't manufacture at residence on behalf of various reasons.  I’d like to think that I’m a pretty accomplished cook (I am not a chef, I’ve never taken a course, as well as my wife won't hesitate to tell you that I am not a professional chef, no matter how much I may wish I was one).  Give me a recipe as well as I’ll nail it, as well as add my posses flair to boot.  If I endeavour something in a restaurant as well as it is translatable to a residence kitchen, I’ll usually be able to pull it off.  Many dishes are done very well in my kitchen.  Some things, however, just can't be done at home.
Sadly, it shall be some time before I have a Berloni kitchen or a Viking range with super-suck-o-matic 5000 ventilation hood as well as an 800 degree salamander, so a genuine steak frites shall have to wait.  However, sometimes satisfactory do-it-yourself fare can come in the simplest formats.  So in true Idiot-Box-Local-News Fashion, I Ate The City presents some don’t waste your money ideas on behalf of dining in.Read more >>>