You. Bore. Me.

The Brooklyn of my youth was not the bastion of political correctness, groupthink and sexual confusion it is today. We said what we meant, meant what we said and knew how to think for ourselves. Girls were girls and boys were boys, not gutless metrosexual gnomes who gave up their[…] Read On

Totally Cool Summer Wines

Soon after we moved to the Bay Area in the mid-90s, my wife Kim attended the California Culinary Academy in San Francisco. She’d bring home these enormous textbooks about wine. I was instantly fascinated, and our first trip to Sonoma wine country sealed the deal. We both fell in love[…] Read On