“The Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe”-F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby That is how I view the Midwest as well, my first home. Holds some allure, but the allure of Cantonese, surgery, or imagist poetry; the allure of something you will never fully understand or master. This is perhaps […]
[wpvideo bKzevtNq] From December 19, 2009 in Princeton, New Jersey. What a fine evening to stay indoors.
I keep spiraling into some sort of cooking horizon as I replace metaphor with Le Creuset, hyperbole with exactness of time and alliteration with reduction. It is an ongoing redefinition of self and I am not sure where it is taking me. But I will eat well on the ride. Tonight was about veal and […]
I have taken a vacation this week for a few reasons, but mostly just to take some time to do things locally that I have never got around to doing. You live in a place for awhile, acclimate yourself to your routine of work and home and often forget about that character of the place […]
I will be spending some time this weekend at the River Horse Brewery in Lambertville, New Jersey with friends. We will be sampling all that this decent brewery has to offer. We will also be roaming around Lambertville, itself a pleasant excursion on the Delaware River.
I have a love/hate relationship with the train I take into our Manhattan offices (usually every other week or so). It is the Northeast Corridor New Jersey line that I pick up at Princeton Junction train station. A pleasant, leafy, semi-busy train station full of commuters to both New York and Philadelphia. I then proceed […]