Note: If at anytime you’re offended, please refer back to the title. That said…
The gentlemen at Tavola Rosso have passed me the T-Day baton, perhaps not realizing I have inflexible thoughts about what to drink, and what to shun, on the Great Day of Turkey. Warning: it’s not going to make you Europhiles happy. Check [...]

I’m writing this from a desk pushed up against the second week of June in Seattle. My mind is migrating to any place where people might be celebrating Summer by reveling in Springtime sunshine. Pagans. Not the kind of thing we see in June up in these parts. To combat my geographical dislocation, I go [...]