Tag Archives: Food

A Quick Trip To Requena

We had left Valencia behind us on route A-3 and were headed north onto the plateau of the Sierra de Tejo then on to Requena. The Opal Astra felt good. The Astra is not exactly my idea of a sport sedan, but after a couple of weeks of the metro, city buses and planes, the […]

My Best Post

I made a tweet awhile back that said “anything that claims to be the best, isn’t,” to which a friend immediately replied “you’re the best”. I’m not much for cooking shows or magazines, but I try to stay abreast of the foodie media. A couple of years ago, I thought I’d like to subscribe to […]

History of a Food City, Simultaneous Evolution & A Sense of Place

Portland restaurant history as I barely recall it. Please share your memories & thoughts below. My friend from Rochester, NY wrapped up a family car-camping trip around Maine with a stay nearby and when we got together for dinner he admitted that he had to throw away a ton of food which he had brought […]

A Blog Post & Honest Picture Story

My blog is not about cooking food or recipes; it’s a subjective exploration of restaurant and food culture, and characters I’ve known.  I try to avoid making it a cooking blog because there are so many great ones (see blogroll for a few).  I want to see them all well supported.  I value them.  Some […]

Welcome Guests

If you love great food and great restaurants you serve yourself well to remember that you are a guest.  The shingle on the door invites you to dine.  If you really don’t want the food on the menu, you should not accept the invitation. It is one thing to ask for no onions on your […]

Ray and Hell’s Kitchen

During my first year of college I worked at a corporate steak and seafood restaurant at the Maine Mall.  It was a dead end job, but they had a great Christmas party.   For summer I hit up a brother of a friend from my home town, Lynn Pressey, who was and still is the Executive […]

Randi Randy

When I left Al the Greek I got a job at a really well known place.  It was called The Silent Woman and its sign had a medieval looking pub scene which prominently featured a kind of busty waitress with no head serving some jolly men — I always thought it a Henry VIII reference.  […]