The DKA, Dominique Ansel Bakery, Manhattan
I’m on a little kouign amann bender right now – a memory bender, that is, since I haven’t had any for a few months. You may recall that I just wrote about the… Continue reading
I’m on a little kouign amann bender right now – a memory bender, that is, since I haven’t had any for a few months. You may recall that I just wrote about the… Continue reading
I know, it’s shocking … I’m back! I’m blogging again! For the 17 of you who read this, sorry for the absence. I’ll do my best to keep it going because I know… Continue reading
It’s been two months and ten days since I returned from Paris (but who’s counting?), and in case you haven’t noticed, other than a few snarky comments about the lackluster quality of American… Continue reading
Believe me, no one’s more surprised than me. (See: January to April, 2005 and multiple statements that were in the vein of “As god is my fucking witness, I will NEVER live in… Continue reading