Twice in the last month my wife and I have arrived at our front door to the unmistakable smell of a skunk. To most people this would probably not be all that remarkable except we live in the heart of Queens in New York City. So the question that has kept nagging us is "Could a skunk (or other forest-inhabiting animal for that matter) really live and thrive in a metropolitan area that is miles removed from any forest?"
A friend recently said something to the effect that she wasn't sure if Saturdays were very brunch-ish. A group of us were getting together and a Sunday date wasn't working, so that's where the question of whether Saturday was appropriate for brunch or not came up. I piped up and said that Saturday was absolutely perfect for brunch, just as much as Sunday... perhaps even more so. It got me thinking. I love brunch. It's one of my favorite things to do in the city. But, are there truly "rules for brunch"?
Read on for my non-official, merely observational, rules for brunch. (And of course, brunch being the leisurely activity it is, you certainly don't need to follow them.)
Okay, not exactly, but since getting a blackberry phone, it's a different experience. My computer systems tend to do a good enough job screening out all of the offers for software, pharmaceuticals, Nigerian ___(fill in the blank) schemes, and various body-part enlargements. Not so with the blackberry--most all of these get through the defenses or lack thereof.
Over three weeks have passed since the last Weekly Digest which we blame on the tryptophan in the turkey. But just because the editors have been napping, it doesn’t mean our writers have.
Guido Alvarez promised that melimelo® is coming soon and gave us 11 reasons why he hopes to be coming to the U.S. Paul Pereira introduced us to a non-American sweet treat, churros, while Evan Mann questioned the relationship between food and architecture and in the spirit of the season, gave us a strategy for enduring snowy nights. Sandie Maxa imagined flying scissors and reminisced about Thanksgivings past. The journey of Marshmallow and Yam, the pardoned turkeys was tracked by Mark Sanders who also shared some photos that were passed over.
Have a great week and tell a friend about GUTSY.
If you like competition -- experiencing the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat -- sports are an obvious pastime. For the brainiacs, there's spelling bees and speed crossword competitions. Food lovers can compete in eating contests; consuming everything from hot dogs to ten-pound turkeys. And the publicity-hungry have the reality tv circuit. Good at traveling? Enter the Amazing Race. Have a great voice? Become the next American Idol. So how can people in the arts become trophy winners?