Warning! Before you read this, quell your grumbling stomach. This post will have you craving an Italian feast. Italians do eat a lot of pasta. We began each meal, lunch and dinner, with an antipasto. This slow, but filling pace continued with a first plate (almost always a tantalizing twist on pasta), a second plate … Continue reading
More than the state of Colorado (see blog post to right), I love wine. It’s a statement so mainstream I need not explain. Except with this declaration, I must bear the weight of the vinophiles. Can I gargle and spit my stuff? The pressure to swirl, recite vintage wines, describe bouquets and suss out a … Continue reading
I love Colorado. The mountains, the fresh air, the hippies. And as this photo may hint, the beer, craft brewed. Especially that which, as the 400 Pound Monkey illustrates, graphically inspire. “Ready to buck convention?” says Odell’s India Pale Ale. Whenever a European scoffs at an American beer, Budweiser (usually the only exported choice) in … Continue reading
a·cer·bic/əˈsərbik/ Adjective: (esp. of a comment or style of speaking) Sharp and forthright. Tasting sour or bitter. Acerbic, how writing should be and perhaps further well said for militaries. Sharp, forthright, and yes, bitter. (Photo: Beijing, the Forbidden Palace, summer 2011) Continue reading
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