Fashion Faux-Pas for Fellows

The Boston Globe served up a double shot of tough fashion love for men today – here and here.  I was tipped off by ever-alert J, but of course not because she thought I needed any fashion tips.  Here’s the rundown, paraphrased for brevity: Don’t wear...

Kaffir limeduck salad at Oishii

You think I’m making this up? Check the menu, and the photo evidence from my bud RoninOtter’s photostream: Kaffir limeduck salad at Oishii. Mixed greens and shredded duck with pine nuts and mustard jalapeno and kaffir lime vinagrette. Yum. We were seated...

Perseverance in Lamb's Conduit Street

When I ran across The Fryer’s Delight, I was actually on my way to Lamb’s Conduit Street, where a guidebook had suggested I might find some nice restaurants. Leaving aside why I stopped for fish & chips instead, let me say that “Lamb’s...

The Fryer's Delight

“Considered by many the finest in London” modestly boasts a sign in the window.  How could I refuse?  Haddock, chips, peas and a can of soda, 7 pounds 60.  Stuck in the ’50’s decor, priceless. As I mopped up the last of the peas, a london cab...

Do I really look like I know where I'm going?

It happened again.  I got asked for directions.  So what, you ask?  Well, I was in London, where as you may know, I do not live, or even visit all that often.  In fact, I had been in London fewer than 24 hours when I got asked, and was in the middle of the not very...

Improving the board, one tile at a time

As you may recall, earlier this month, I discovered that scrabble players at Bloc 11 Cafe were not playing with a full deck, and resolved to do something about it.  My ebay purchase arrived earlier this week, and today I went back to Bloc 11 and audited their scrabble...

Go jump in a lake, Champlain

It recently came to my attention that I have become a spokesperson for Lake Champlain Chocolates. Specifically, they have taken a liberal quote from this very blog and featured it on their chocolaty web site. [Looks like Lake C have updated their site with a different...

Old chair is the new ball, with studied carelessness

Settling in after a week off, I found that the yoga ball had been relegated to a conference room and a new employee had appropriated my door.  Good thing I had brought in my favorite office chair, the Levenger Sprezzatura, and was able to scavenge a nearby IKEA...