January 22, 2014 |
After a review on the play, The Inquirer's call on which is the tallest U.S. building between Manhattan and Chicago stands corrected. Apologies to civic boosters in Atlanta . . . and readers in Philadelphia. Since the first Comcast employees occupied the Comcast Center in 2008, the newspaper has referenced the cable-TV company's headquarters, an A.M. Stern-designed 974-foot skyscraper, as the tallest U.S. building between Manhattan and Chicago. Oops. That would be true - if the United States' southern border ended at South Carolina.
July 3, 2013
1PINEAPPLES Chock-full of vitamin C, with a whopping 65 percent of the daily recommendation in a 40-calorie half-cup serving. Pay attention to portions, though: Even that half-cup serving has 16 grams of naturally occurring sugars. 2 MANGOES A good source of vitamins A and C, with less sugar than pineapples. A half-cup serving is about 55 calories with 12 grams of sugar. 3 CANTALOUPE A great summer breakfast, this fleshy fruit is also full of vitamins A and C, with only 30 calories per half-cup serving.
May 23, 2013
Faux Pho . . . 3 Netta's Chicken and Rice . . . 2 Peach and Yellow Tomato Pie . . . 2 Village Whiskey Veggie Burger . . . 4 Vintage Wine Bar Veggie Burger . . . 4
October 1, 2012 |
Sometimes the stars align, and sometimes they collide. And sometimes they do both at once. We begin when Daughter Francesca and I get invited to speak at the National Book Festival in Washington, D.C., about our coming collection of the columns, which is titled Meet Me at Emotional Baggage Claim . Francesca thought of the title, which is very funny unless you happen to be the emotional baggage. That would be me. I don't mind being her emotional baggage. On the contrary, I like being a big heavy thing she totes around, like a guilt backpack.
September 13, 2012
Excerpts from Craig LaBan's online chat Tuesday: Good afternoon, my hungry friends, and welcome back to our weekly romp through the edible and drinkable wonders of Philly's food scene. Congrats to Christina Wilson, the ex-Mercato chef and South Philly resident who won Hell's Kitchen last night. I despise the show, but it sounds like she actually got a real job out of it (executive chef at Gordon Ramsay Steak at the Paris hotel in Las Vegas), so hats off to her for enduring the gauntlet of reality TV to get there.
August 10, 2012 |
Ethel L. Brooks had a strong urge to take Allen Iverson over her knee. Ethel was a devoted 76ers fan, one of those enthusiasts who know all the players and statistics, and she didn't like the way the brilliant but controversial guard treated her team. Such inexcusable behavior, running off to the Denver Nuggets, the Detroit Pistons, and some team in Turkey! "I wish I was his grandmother," she once said. "I'd knock some sense into him. " Ethel met Iverson once, at a casino in Atlantic City, but that was before the controversy, and he couldn't have been nicer to her, her family said.
August 9, 2012
Here is an excerpt from Craig LaBan's online chat: Craig LaBan: I've been loving all summer produce that's around us this time of year, and took the family peach picking in Jersey, at Conte Farms in Tabernacle. I did my best to put a dent in the 22 pounds of ripe fruit we picked (in 10 minutes!) before the tractor returned. Reader: Where is the best place in Philadelphia to get artisan cheeses? My friends suggest I move to Bucks County, where I will be a short train ride away from Brooklyn where they have the best artisan cheeses.
May 17, 2012 |
Snow had fallen by Halloween; in effect, spring arrived by Christmas, and the blossoms were popping by Easter. And despite the atmosphere's recent flirtations with quasi-normality, the seasonal fast-forwarding trend has continued briskly in the Philadelphia region's farms and fields, where veteran observers report that the annual bounty of summer fruits and vegetables is a full week to two weeks ahead of schedule. Even better, one weather service says the summer could pass without a heat wave.
October 2, 2011 |
You would think that if you live alone, you get to be the boss. As in, you're not the boss of me. Because now that it's only me, I should be the boss of me. In fact, I'm self-employed, so I am, literally, my own boss. But that's just literally, or maybe for tax purposes, but not in real life. In real life, my dogs are the boss of me. And my cats are my slave masters. I realized this a moment ago, when I was working on my laptop, with two dogs sleeping on either side, Peach and Little Tony, each with its head on my lap. I like to work with the TV on, and some horrible show came on, but I couldn't reach the remote to change the channel without waking up Little Tony.
September 1, 2011 |
Labor Day weekend brings the end of summer, with cool September breezes a welcome relief from muggy, 100-degree days. Still, it's bittersweet to say goodbye to the season. But, as in autumn, when leaves turn most brilliant just before winter, summer offers a sweet finale - fuzzy, juicy peaches. Delicate and ephemeral, peaches are a perfect way to end summer. Their easily bruised flesh doesn't travel well, and their sticky sweetness quickly overripens to leave a soggy mess and a kitchen full of hovering fruit flies.