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The Electric Koolaid Tomato(e?) Test
Sweet Solanum lycopersicum! Holy tomatoes! How do you spell tomatos? I’m not sure. I’ll ask Dan Quayle. He doesn’t know either. Is it really July … more
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Top Ten Bedazzlements
April in Paris, doo doo de doo doo. Count Basie’s version of this 1932 classic show tune is one of my favorite springtime songs. It … more
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A Confession in Ones and Zeros
Is it really 2019 already? As is customary at this time of year, I am looking inward; reflecting, if you will. The unexamined life is … more
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Of self-analysis and sourdough
Chronologically speaking, I find myself in an interesting place with this issue’s column. The thing is, dear readers, today is Sunday, Dec. 16; I’m solidly … more
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A Sentimental Journey of East Side Eating
Ah, yes, the food and drink issue. Greetings, my fellow epicureans, discerning gourmands, and unique flavor fans. I am currently lounging on my divan, my … more
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Summer Vacation? Hags, You’re a Grown Man!
It’s true. Nonetheless, it’s been a fantastic summer thus far. The bass gods have smiled upon me in this fair season. As you know from … more
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Taking the Edge Off With a Bit of Natural Medicine
Greetings! How’s summer treating you thus far? It seems we have skipped spring and jumped straight into the frying pan of mosquitos and humidity this … more
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The Interloping Interlocutor
Bonjour, mes amis! Greetings from Brussels, Belgium. This month’s column is a field report. I am writing to you from my comfortable seat in a … more
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Hay Mucho Espacio en El Hotel California
Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I going? Heavy stuff. Dark-night-of-thesoul stuff. Life’s essential questions, the kinds of things one thinks about … more
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Past Observations, Future Resolutions
The year’s end has me feeling nostalgic for columns past and resolute for the coming year. In that spirit, I have gone back and read … more