With face pressed against the glass door, I peered at the rows of 3 oz. bottles like a kid outside a candy store. I’d been driving down Adams Ave. when I saw the words, “Hot Sauces and More,” and I pulled over, only to be foiled again by the dreaded “Closed-on-Mondays” sign. The spot was [...]

My favorite beer in the world is an amber ale named Palm Speciale. I spent the better part of three months abroad in its company, savoring every chance to crack open a bottle and get to work on a beverage that would never make its way to my own continent. After returning to California, I [...]

I am incapable of drinking butt. I didn’t always know this about myself. On a winter day I walked into Papaya King with El Ultimo and ordered a combo meal with papaya smoothie. “You got the papaya?” He queried in an uncharacteristic tone of caution. “Melissa says that stuff tastes like butt.” My tongue stuck [...]

I remember walking down Channing Way in Berkeley with a mediocre slice of Blondie’s pizza in hand, stopping, looking down at the three-ingredient special and saying, “This tastes like something… I know it… something I’ve had before.” This was freshman year, the final week of March and the first week of my triumphant return to [...]

Last week, my friend and fellow blogger Joon paid a brief visit to New York in celebration/escape from the end of his first year at law school. You should know that Joon and I are kindred spirits in our inability to curb excess eating. You should also know that as the result of a hangover [...]

I earned my doughnut degree on Durant Avenue in Berkeley. Class was held between 1:00 a.m. and 3:00 a.m. every weeknight at King Pin University. Professor Kingpin, unbending scholar of fried dough, would deliver his nightly lecture without the burden of words, instead teaching his craft through deft and disciplined hands. Moving deliberately within an [...]