eight years later

a new title?

The food editor at the Times-Pic has started calling me “the ultimate omnivore,” and I really like that.

my new t-shirt

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Ride the streetcar a long enough distance, and you see some heartwarming moments up and down the aisle. (I mean besides the disheveled service industry workers happy to get off wok and the drunk college students going out.) I mean the friends hugging goodbye and the couples kissing goodbye when they have separate stops.