Last weekend, Erin and I headed to Sag Harbor to cater a super chic quarter-century birthday bash. It was a match made in foodie heaven: I met the birthday girl’s mother at a Café Boulud wine dinner, she became a reader of my blog, and the rest, as they say, is history. To make the […]

I have this friend, a certain Mr. Snotty McSnobster, which, if you can believe it, is not his real name, and with whom I disagree on just about everything… except maybe the reigning superiority of cheese as the world’s perfect food. When he says “slow-food eating locavore” the words are dripping with derision; when I […]