deep ellum

the season aburst; a tight spring wound with five tails stirs impatiently

cambridge 1

always room for one more, both at the bar and six feet under; let’s toast


it reminds me, “all the colors of the rainbow” — someday we’ll find it.

put some epic gravy on that mystery meet

there’s plenty of variable parameters in each monthly installment of mystery meet, a thinly veiled surprise feast with fellow fun-seeking foodies (my sarcasm-dripp’d shorthand for the people you probably would get along with anyway) somewhere in boston. however! do know that a surety exists for the next one, on tuesday june 14: the evening will … Continue reading


where in the sentence “salting, smoking, and curing” is there forgiveness?