not drinking poison in paris

I might as well start off by explaining that La Pointe du Groin is an alternate spelling for La Pointe du Grouin , a rocky outcropping o...

The other day at lunchtime my colleague R and I announced to our high-pitched and highly amusing senior colleague L that we were going ...

Most comparisons of cities are offered as a way for the speaker - usually an inhabitant of the smaller or less lively of the two cities ...

I'm still alive. As of now I still intend to continue the blog. I'm sort of husbanding writerly resources at the moment, sketchi...

Septime le resto , its relative informality notwithstanding, is a destination restaurant. One needs to plan ahead - not to mention budg...

In a break from my habit of writing about things long after they've lost all relevance, I thought I'd mention my friend Camille ...

The remarkable hyperactivity of Paris food-blogging is partly due to the outsize international attention paid what is essentially a med...

One would like to cite beauty, good taste, and pleasure as one's dining ideals. But, as in most fields, there are extra-aesthetic co...

One indication I've been doing this blog too long is that certain restaurants and wine bars I've written about have since been ...

The fashion company I work for used to have a shop not far from métro Abbesses in Montmartre. I think the original commercial rationale...

Before we caught our train down to Florence, we took a very early lunch at a restaurant one of my friends had booked, Antica Trattor...

Seeking to wring every last drink out of my brief stay in Milan, I arranged to meet my friend and host M for last call at Bar Basso , a ...

As a sort of addendum to my post on Pierre Jancou 's splendid new cave-à-manger from earlier this week, I thought I'd share a...

When serial-restaurateur and natural wine authority Pierre Jancou first informed me a few months back that he'd be changing the con...

My visit to Milan this past spring was so cursory that it should not reflect poorly upon the city's dining scene if I say that my ...

As I poked around Peck I tried to take a couple pics. Got scolded. Apparently Peck - an historical Milanese fine food emporium - is as ...