Archives: February, 2011

When Pigs Fly: The Serious Eats Barbecue Style Guide

Friday 25 February 2011

My newest barbecue column for Serious Eats is an extensive guide to regional barbecue cooking styles in the United States of America. I don’t suggest reading this one on an empty stomach.

My Life in Slices

Friday 18 February 2011

Probably the earliest thing I remember about pizza is my worn out VHS of “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Motion Picture”. Whenever my parents ordered a pie, my sister and I would try and time it so that the delivery guy would arrive at our house in sync with the pizza man in the film, [...]

Heart Shaped Burger Box

Tuesday 15 February 2011

When I was seventeen, two future conditions distinctly outweighed the prospect of a college degree: 1. Someday, I would have a kick-ass girlfriend. 2. Someday, I would eat the hamburgers that Wesley Willis sang about in “I’m Sorry That I Got Fat.” Ten years later, these disparate teenage dreams found each other at the bottom [...]

Early Visit to Kuboya, the Noodle Kid on the Block

Tuesday 8 February 2011

Ramen Kuboya will probably be known as “that place right next to Minca” for quite a while. Owner Hiroshi Kubo may have opened his noodle-centric restaurant on 5th Ave. in homage to a French restaurant that used to inhabit the space, but by operating just steps from the veteran ramen-ya, his fledgling project has faced [...]

A Spoonful of Old Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down

Friday 4 February 2011

When I find myself experiencing a bitter, cold, winter day in Madison, I often ask myself why anyone chooses to live in such extreme environments. Then, being an optimist, I take matters in my own hands to make the frozen tundra less miserable. And although there are few things that I like about the winters [...]

Lifestyle of the Super Rica and Famous

Tuesday 1 February 2011

At what point does distance transform from cost to craving? The moment one reaches the counter at La Super-Rica offers an appetizing example. It may be more than an hour’s drive from West L.A., and it may take twenty minutes to get through the line that’s snaked out the front door for over twenty years, [...]