asking the tough questions

we are going to a lebanese easter dinner. so I went to the local purveyor of fine wine and asked the clerk what she would recommend for a lebanese easter dinner. the usually knowledgeable merchant stared confusedly at me:

"um... so does that mean spicy?"
"don't know. it will involve ham."
"spicy ham?"

we settled on her favourite merlot and called it a day.

academy ennui

sat through the oscars on sunday. the set was awesome and I really liked how they zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

from an extern at jean georges

via the atlantic: "One recipe I prepped—during the one week when I graduated from peeling vegetables—called for 26 grams of salt. 26. Who am I to judge? Maybe one gram of salt is the difference between three Michelin stars and two." PLEASE SIGN ME UP FOR THAT.