Waiting for the moment of squish at the ICA

I finally addressed a shameful gap in my Boston art-peeping by visiting the ICA’s (not so) new South Boston space with intrepid museum buddy L. We had heard from some that the architecture was better than any of the art contained inside, but we found things to...

Failduck

I coined myself a new handle this weekend when despite all the good stuff scheduled to go on, I just couldn’t get myself out of bed on time: failduck.  Just part of getting older, I suppose. You can see failduck in action by going to...

Babka!

Is there anything finer than a good chocolate babka?  Probably not, but after bringing back no fewer than three such treats from New York City this weekend, I got to wondering, just what is babka, anyway? Like so many of my favorite baked things, babka comes from...