Daddy’s medicine
During the World Cup, ESPN Senior Writer Wright Thompson became enamored with a hot sauce he found in Central America. Inspired (or, perhaps a little sauced himself), he put out a call for short...
During the World Cup, ESPN Senior Writer Wright Thompson became enamored with a hot sauce he found in Central America. Inspired (or, perhaps a little sauced himself), he put out a call for short...
The fiber swam-viscous, milky, sexual-on the other side of the amber glass. I pressed my eye as closely as I dared. My heart felt precious little shame as I thought, “That must be what...
The kitchen was a little short on supplies this evening when I went in to make dinner. I ended up experimenting a little bit with what I had and came up with this. There...
The woman walked toward me with a plate of green balls. No story should begin that way. It’s the type of lead that conjures nightmares, or at the very least, pornographic guilt, you know...
I blamed the banana, and I blamed it in a number of four-letter ways that would’ve made my mom wash my mouth out with brands of soap only familiar to Russian intelligence agencies and...
I was in my mid-teens before I realized that most people did not put peanut butter on their pancakes. Or waffles. Or French toast. This fact, mundane as it may seem, was eventually cause...
For those of you who don’t know me well, I love pizza. I’ll eat pizza from just about anywhere whether it’s in a fancy restaurant or I’m ordering from a pizza delivery place which...
Last week was a busy one. No time for shopping, planning, or menu-creation. Everything was on the fly. The wife went to Whole Foods to pick up our locally grown order and shot me...
“So what comes with the quesadilla?” he asked the waitress. It was after midnight and the dude was getting his food comped by the poker room. “Vegetables and cheese,” the server. She was patient....
Knowing what a King Cake is makes me feel special, even though it’s only special in the way that anyone who has ever been to Mardi Gras is part of the club. Nonetheless, knowing...
It’s chilly out–somewhere in the 40s–and we’re not wearing jackets. The Super Bowl will kick off in two hours.The boy and I stand across from each other and he screams, “Run!” And so I...
It’s ten o’clock in the morning and I am in rough shape. I left the club some time after 3am, somewhere around the time I remembered I was 36 years old and most of...
Part 4 of the November iPhone Photo Project … aka…NaNo-iPho June 2009 The night before Phish hit Asheville, NC, some friends were in town to get an early start on the fun. Part of...
It’s easy to booze it up on the road trips I take. The poker world is full of people who only know two things: poker and partying. As I get older, I have to...