Anyone who knows me knows I love to travel and I’ve often remarked on the simply incredible chefs and restaurants in the many great cities in which I’ve been able to visit and dine. This has prompted some to take the occasional jab at my culinary tastes as either snobbish or even, perish the thought, metro-sexual. Perhaps the following musings can allay some misconceptions:
Ok, so the Christmas holidays are over, Super Bowl party is past, and by next week, 2018 Mardi Gras will also be in the rear view mirror. A lot of people look at the New Year as a time for resolutions, but for the people who love food, we think the Catholics have a better take. And you don’t have to be Catholic to see the merit of getting your health act together in February. It’s still cold outside and it still leaves enough time to get on a good track before the warm season starts in the spring.
What do you get when you bring authentic Greek food from Connecticut to the heart of the deep south? Sounds like the start of a joke, but it’s not. It’s something truly wonderful, and that’s certainly no joke. Yia Yia brings authentic Greek cuisine to the metro with a style and flavor straight from the old country. It’s so Greek, if you hear a plate or glass break, you’ll hear a loud “Oppa” right after. Read my full review at RobTheLawyer.com.com
“So, RTL, where do you get your kindling…?” “Why, the yard, of course. Where else would one get it?”
When the weather turns cold, or if one is truly prepared, even before, nothing warms the soul as a warm wood fire in a traditional stone fireplace. Sadly, this wonderful custom is slowly becoming archaic in a time where gas logs have slowly replaced real wood. But for those of us who ‘keep the faith’, the convenience is simply no substitute, and any good hearth demands a good effort. As a great dear friend of mine, Donnie Dodd, was so fond of saying, “Anything worth doing is worth doing well”.