I’m posting the link to my NMI column late, since I was traveling back to New Mexico today, and it wasn’t up yet before I left for the airport.
Since I was in vacation mode, I had no idea what to write for NMI this week. I had been trolling the internet for something other than [...]
I kid you not. And I thought chocolate covered bacon and corned beef and cabbage ravioli were weird.
I saw the PB&C on the blog of Michael Ruhlman, whose book, The Making of a Chef, I enjoyed immensely. The sandwich, hmm, I think I would enjoy less. In comparison, I’m thinking that bacon [...]
As if all the political nonsense I see in the Santa Fe New Mexican wasn’t bad enough, guess what food nonsense I found in there? In honor of St. Patrick’s Day, Santacafe, one of the hip and pricey eateries near the Plaza, is offering the following:
Homemade Raviolis filled w/Corned Beef, Cabbage, Ricotta Cheese & [...]
He was a sweet, golden-haired boy, and his mother had kept him pure. Then I came along. I, with my worldly daughters. We, experienced in the ways of the flesh — the ground and re-formed, battered and deep fried avian flesh — gave a little boy his first bite ever of fast [...]
Why do I read the Santa Fe New Mexican’s letters to the editor? If my husband and I are both in a good mood and we read them together, we can have a good laugh about them, but reading them alone just depresses me about the state of our poor, pitiful democratic republic when [...]
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Posted 12 December 2008
† Brigette Russell
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Politics § Santa Fe
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Tagged: 17th Amendment, Al Franken, D. G. Lindberg, direct election of senators, emotionalism, Flying Spaghetti Monster, Paris Hilton, pig, political corruption, political machine, Rachel Lucas, Richard Dawkins, roast pork, Rod Blagojevich, utopianism, voter registration
No blog posts for the past few days, since I’ve been busy doing all those things good mothers (the kind who don’t sit on their computers blogging and reading blogs while their kids sit on the other computer doing who knows what) do — taking them on exhausting outings, reading to them, and letting them [...]
That is the question. Whether ’tis nobler in the belly to have moist, succulent white meat but possibly to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageously oversalted drippings? Or to take arms against a sea of gravy troubles by roasting a dried-out bird unbrined? Either way, there will be tryptophan enough to [...]
Last week’s installment of Tantri Wija’s weekly column in the food section of the New Mexican, “Bacon is the New Black,” was particularly clever, skewering the food-trendiness of recent decades “with chefs stacking tiny little squares of shaved daikon radish and beef carpaccio atop one another in artistic towers that look like hats from Fellini [...]