My pen in hand, my hat askew, / and the interviewee asks, who are you?
Articles written by: Barry Lazar
I have much to learn. The meat has much to tell.
Our theme is summer sights. What is a more beautiful summer sight than a BBQ? Of course, this is the Flavourguy’s rhetorical question.
Mom never made a bad dish. If it wasn’t good, it never got to the table.
At the market there are no more live chicken men. Well, of course, the men and women at the market are alive, but real poultry purveyors are as rare as the milkman in a horse-drawn wagon.
No one is going to buy our house. The smells are too complex.
Autumn discomfits us. It is really two seasons in one.
A man walks into a restaurant. It features a buffet. There are several extended tables. Each is stacked with more food than he could have imagined.