Steven A. Shaw
James Beard Award winner and online food presence Steven Shaw describes his worst moments in the kitchen, and where to eat America’s best pasta in New York City.
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Recipes for a Blackout
The Blackout of 2003 will certainly cost the country loads of money, but the condiment industry couldn't be happier. What to do with all those eggs when the lights go out.
Diary, Pictures of Fair Food
1. We visited friends this weekend in New Jersey. They had insisted we try ‘Fair Food,’ so, in all fairness, we tried all that we could afford. Not shown but also consumed: chicken on a stick, waffle ice cream sandwich, ‘maui punch’ made from goat milk. For more on Fair
Reader Mail: Doubly-Sucking
From: zari Date: Mon Aug 4, 2003 1:25:02 PM America/New_York To: TMN You guys have jumped the shark. I had my doubts when you celebrated one year of daily publishing with that gay-ass video. The week off that followed was no big deal. It’s
More Recent Thoughts
1) Watched 8 Women on DVD last night, the second-to-latest film by François Ozon (his newest is Swimming Pool) and didn’t like it very much. I lasted through the film to learn who the killer was, and then turned it off, wishing I had spent the last
Recent Thoughts
1. Under one of the windows in the living room, where I work at a desk in the corner, four guys in reflective vests and hard hats are ripping up the street with jackhammers. They wear earplugs for a reason: the jackhammer runs in 6- or 8-second bursts. Its
Oneness
Lunch break. I’m lying on the couch in my living room, all the lights are on, I’m reading Bryan Magee’s description of Schopenhauer’s philosophy as it differed from Kant’s, in Confessions of a Philosopher, an awesome book about Magee’s life. The window by the
Reader Letters
We receive lots of mail from readers. Most of it is flattering, some letters are angry, some are smart and point out our mistakes. We also get tirades about Iraq or gay marriage, and there have been a few come-ons, and many offers to enlarge our penises. All are
Doing It Right
photo by Frederic Bonn There is too much to say or describe about the wedding, the honeymoon, all the anticipation and excitement, so let’s just say it was wonderful (very wonderful, sooooooooooo wonderful, hard to believe it’s over wonderful) and perhaps, when I’m off the wedding-high,
Off
‘There was a lull during which Velma loaded her cigarette case and Father Fabre surveyed the room – the bookcase with no books in it, only plants and bric-a-brac, and the overstuffed furniture rising like bread beneath the slipcovers, which rivaled nature in the tropics for color and variety