I admit it. I am a food snob. A nose in the stratosphere prig when it comes to food. And that sometimes presents problems. Major problems. The first Mexican dish I ever ate was a taco. Well, OK, this taco wasn’t really Mexican. But I thought it was. I was sure it was....
Dear Senor Day: I think you know Trevor, my husband. He’s mentioned that you’ve chatted with him and the other knights of the round table in front of The Longhorn Smokehouse. He’s the one known as Clever Trevor. The one that dresses like a cross...
It was the inaugural 2014 meeting of the gentlemen who lunch, a group of guys who, obviously from their youthful yet rugged good looks, retired long before they could claim their pension benefits, They were all also smart enough to have chosen the world’s best...
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