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Image source: Tasting Table If you ever find yourself in Lower Haight on a weekend night, looking for something to round off a big night or satisfy that late night hunger (or both), look no further than Wing Wings. Nothing beats waking up the next morning and being able to lick BBQ sauce flavour from your lips. Pro tip: Their buffalo wings are as red hot as they look — apparently...
Moussaka is a layered dish of happy things. Like heirloom tomatoes. FINALLY-FREAKING-LY. Like the memory of my first bite of moussaka and deciding that eggplant was aiiiiight in my books. (Also, I was 15 years old and drunk off ouzo in Epidavros, Greece. But nonetheless a momentous food discovery.) Like the excuse to visit Prather Ranch Meat Company at the Ferry Building. Ethical and...
Now that I’ve made it through the first week of my internship, from one of my favorite ad agencies: an ad guy being a bit of an asshole about another ad guy’s lunch. The whole series is here. Also, if you don’t know who / what Wieden + Kennedy is, you should thank them for the most memorable tagline in history.
I think, unfortunately, there is more of a mediocratizing of the average...– Wylie Dufresne, in a conversation with Dave Chang and Anthony Bourdain from issue 1 of Lucky Peach. Culinary school graduates apparently contribute nothing to “a real fucking kitchen.” Yet, egos and bro-chismo aside, Wylie, Dave and Anthony go on to blame themselves for basically being...