BITE will keep you in touch with what I’m eating and what I love and what I left on my plate. I’ll share dialogues I have with heroes and divas, princes and barracudas and what I overhear from the next table. Not every day will I have a meal worth writing about, I suspect, not good enough, not bad enough. Dear friends have asked me if I could try to be meaner so I fit in better on the net. I intend to try. As any man who has lived with me will tell you, I was born to be a critic. Of course, isn’t it the critic who has the thinnest skin of all? I must admit to a certain anxiety. It’s been a long time since I wrote without an editor, a fact checker and a copy-reader to catch my errors, misspellings and typos. I apologize in advance. I’m left-handed and that can sometimes be confusing. I might have stopped reviewing restaurants twenty-five years ago when my first novel, Blue Skies, No Candy lingered on the best seller list. But I am addicted to instant gratification. So I’m still here. On my death bed, I am sure my last words will echo those of the sister of Brillat Savarin:
“Bring on dessert.”
April 8, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Mercado Little Spain
Andrés had not yet grown into the
feeding hero of catastrophes...
April 1, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Devotedly Italian with pastas graded DOP, made locally in Italy…
March 18, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Lights On: Hudson Yards
I got to explore, get lost and taste a free steak last Tuesday…
March 11, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
First Born Wayan
No way to miss the Rockwell
March 7, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Foreign Intrigue: Uskudar
I should have remembered the fiasco
we had in 2014
the irrepressible flack
insisted again and again…
February 25, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Empty Icebox Blues
My friends do dinner
parties and invite
each other ...
February 18, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Potato chips flutter on fat chunks of fried chicken lying in spicy peanut butter...
February 11, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
I’m excited to see puntarelle comes with the chicken in pastella…
February 4, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Intersect by Lexus
The last time I drove my own car, decades ago, it was a silver BMW…
January 28, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Jones Wood Foundry
The 1860s building was once a foundry that made manhole covers…
January 21, 2019 | About Gael
Time for too much of the seductive house-baked bread served with apple butter…
January 7, 2019 | BITE: My Journal
Insults on the Menu
Perhaps you were still in your high chair dribbling mashed banana…
December 17, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Best Bites 2018
I tried to recall the last time I’d bitten into a noodle so perfectly al dente…
December 10, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
I wanted a real tree, tall and dripping needles, smelling green…
December 3, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
I’m shocked how many restaurants I loved…have closed....
November 26, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Transplanted floorwalkers are eager but seem a little nervous…
November 19, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
Anytime is a good time to update my...
November 12, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
I’m remembering that prime corner table at Lilia, covered with bowls of pasta...
November 5, 2018 | BITE: My Journal
A Life in Food
To have a mortgage, to carry bonds. It sounded...