Goodness! This last issue (the day job) was a doozie. Following around restaurant developers on their latest project. Diving into immigration debate. Other fun topics. No time for blogging. But I’m coming around now after… Yawn…(burp)…

It was last Saturday, yes, last Saturday, that I went, finally, to I Nonni. Long bally-hooed as the top Italian joint in the Twin Cities—or the state, I’d never been there, despite it bening about… And the save goes to…I Nonni

Yep. We at The Bloated Belly have been lazy. Well, no, check that. Burned out is the phrase, recovering from conference season for us food fucks. So, it was a little more than a week… Warm weather dining (finally)

My crappy mood continuing last Friday—along with everyone else at the office, after everyone’s annual review during the week, then a company meeting to reinforce our direction (i.e. keep driving ad sales, editorial content is… A Rebours: Yeah, it’s still got it

When you’re low, sometimes it’s all about returning to the familiar. A favorite movie, a worn out pair of pants, copious amounts of booze, an ex-lover’s bed. Or all of the above? But when you’re… Maverick behavior

Look who crawled out of the gutter! Harold returns.—Lewis It’s been awhile since my last post. I’ve been in something of a late winter funk, more cynical than usual (as if that’s possible), and generally… Breaking the seal

Ranting about the Twin Cities Food & Wine Experience a while ago (well, a while ago for me, in my blog-time, it was only two posts ago) I referred to a wine tasting that was… Three Sons “A Wine Affair”: Not your average wine tasting

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Posting’s been sporadic lately. Been a one-man-band at work with a couple writers leaving the company—y’know, my real job. They’re the smart ones. Not to worry, Harold remains in the office. Now… Chiapas chow down