L’Epi Dupin near Le Bon Marche is normally a quiet place full of neighborhood types and locals. Their course meal is a bargain. Old types sit and drink. The snobbery was at a low. When our mixed mash group of birthday celebrators reserved a month before,
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My family and I went on a flying visit to Paris again to rendez-vous with my dad (since he managed not to get his UK visa in time–visa people suck). Last year I gave him a copy of Ernest Hemingway’s memoir of 1920s Paris, A Moveable Feast, which he
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I’m feeling a bit deflated today. Recently I discovered that my column shares the same name with a right-wing, conspiracy theory, political blog (I’ll leave out the hyper link here, because you don’t need to waste your time with all that. Ok never mind, freedom of speech yaddi yadda, here you go).

So just
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My mama and I have this ritual lately where we go to the Mt. View farmer’s market on Sunday mornings. The market here in the Bay Area is unreal- it’s such a vibrant celebration of vegetables and fruits, the way I have never seen in NYC.

There’s so much
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My mom went to Paris and all I got was this lousy Edible Paper. Being a fan of everything fake and pink I had to give this a try.

Everyone across the world is probably constantly wondering: How do those French supermodels keep so beautiful
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Yesterday I was at my usual Thursday happy hour and started wandering around the city with a little buzz trying to figure out where to go next. As I approached the corner of Folsom and 7th Street, I noticed a food truck in a parking lot and
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Finally made it to my #1 NYC fantasy restaurant, Le Bernardin! I had been dying to go there for years- one time I had almost convinced my parents to take me, but alas
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In Vegas, every other thing that came out of my
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We splurged at one of the best restaurants in Cabo, which was conveniently located in the hotel we stayed at. We asked concierge to make a reservation, and I casually asked about dress code, and she said “elegant outfit”. WTF does that mean? It’s a beach vacation, and Nate only had a pair of jeans, and she
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Have you ever read “The Magic Mountain” by Thomas Mann? Everyone is dying of consumption up in the Alps, taking the “cure.” They are all a little too interested in the food because they have nothing else to do besides falling in love with other rapidly failing mortals. I went to Vals Therme, which is a kind of
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