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Flavour Guy: Look to the sweeter side of 2017 — with balance

Resolve to evolve. 2017 is going to be a year of change. Huge change. Well, ok, change. Change is good.

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Flavour Guy Barry Lazar reflects on his life and the Times

My pen in hand, my hat askew, / and the interviewee asks, who are you?

I have to do something. The pan is waiting for me. (Image courtesy of stock.xchng)
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Flavour Guy: Lessons from my life long teacher, brisket — that tough hombre

I have much to learn. The meat has much to tell.

Flavour Guy: Fire, friends & food: the three basics of a great BBQ
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Flavour Guy: Fire, friends & food: the three basics of a great BBQ

Our theme is summer sights. What is a more beautiful summer sight than a BBQ? Of course, this is the Flavourguy’s rhetorical question.

Flavour Guy: Chicken with the bitsy guy
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Flavour Guy: Chicken with the bitsy guy

Our kitchen is stocked with gizmos. A dozen hats hang in the hallway. When will I need a fireman’s helmet? It’s there, just in case.

Flavour Guy: From Mom’s sour cream dip to my worldly yogurt
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Flavour Guy: From Mom’s sour cream dip to my worldly yogurt

Mom never made a bad dish. If it wasn’t good, it never got to the table.

Flavour Guy: Which came first: the chicken man or the egg man?
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Flavour Guy: Which came first: the chicken man or the egg man?

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.

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Flavour Guy: Let out the cat, peel an orange, and sell that house

No one is going to buy our house. The smells are too complex.

Flavour Guy: Give the joy of overdoing it
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Flavour Guy: Give the joy of overdoing it

The best gift I ever gave was a dinner for two.

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Flavour Guy: Distance casts a fog over remembrance, retellings

Autumn discomfits us. It is really two seasons in one.