The End of Medicine: How Silicon Valley (and Naked Mice) Will Reboot Your Doctor by Andy Kessler
This is a trippy book. Also happens to be written by my ((boston accent)) wicked smaht ((/boston accent)) uncle who has the ability to see things from an unemotional, technical, macro-lens. Sometimes his views can be scary, scary cuz […]

Watching Beirut Die
War is hell. You must read Anthony Bourdain’s piece in Salon about his days as a refugee (OK, displaced person). He talks about his glimpses of a modern Beirut reborn and the shit that hit the fan. Somewhere, Don DeLillo is proud.

I don’t watch commercials, thanks to the god of TiVo. But this one caught my eye on IFC, and I have to share it because it is pure brilliance.

Wes Anderson - "Amex Commercial"

Oh good, I got your attention. I hate wine critics. They are elitist snots who use their alotted column space to force their personal opinions on you. Well, that’s what critics do, you say? No. A critic’s job is to try and communicate reasons why someone may or may not like something. A critic’s responsibility […]

So I finally got to try this new place over on Vashon Island. Ferrara is a new restaurant downtown V.I., offering Italian-inspired food from as many local ingredients as they can get their hands on. Seriously, after I complimented the quails eggs, the general manager said they came from his quail. Then he said that […]

Want a quickie taste test on the top selling gins? Read my petite piece in the Seattle Weekly.
I love gin. I made my first martini at the age of six, for my grandfather, who required exactly 3 fingers (his not mine) of Tanqueray and a capful of vermouth, served nightly with an olive and […]

The 10 Minute critique. FILE THIS UNDER: It’s all about me.
(as in, you must go here so they will stay open & I can keep going here.)
When I lived in the (gulp) “hip” neighborhood of Belltown, I almost went postal. Every weekend the streets were overrun with the bridge and tunnel set, ready to use […]

Little dittty in the NYT about Bourdain in Beirut.
Wish him safety, even after Richard Johnson, the ass clown on Page Six, names the hotel in which he is holed up, waiting for state department evacuation. (But don’t think for one second Tony isn’t psyched to feel like he’s living in a Don DeLillo novel.)

Sweet holy mother Mary of Christ on an elephant.
Seperate sources all confirm, Vij’s, the lady-led Indian restaurant extraordinaire in Vancouver, was/is looking for a Seattle branch.
What can YOU do to help persuade them to branch out here?
EMAIL THEM! …Gawd!
Sorry, I will do anything to see more delicious Indian food in this ethnically challenged town.
Yes, […]

I always hear wine people go on and on about getting to taste “in barrel,” as in before bottling. Since this is is necessarily done at the winery, it has some mystique, and sounds like you got to do something special. But this is where a wine goes through any number of awkward phases. It’s […]