...my gig as a guest on a radio show where nothing is scripted and predictability is for cowards
Valentine's Day is the generic, store bought, pre-packaged, not even store-baked cookie of holidays.
If there is anything I remember about my Italian stepfather it was him saying after every pant busting, dozen course meal "Did you get enough to eat?"
I defy anyone from having a more bizarre experience than Jon and I did today.
Blue Moon Evolution as a restaurant is committed to farm to table, sustainable food practices and compassionate care of livestock all while being stunningly delicious.
I kept a good distance away made easier by my 100x digital zoom, made minimal movements beyond the index finger pushing down on the shutter and watched. The bird seemed unconcerned about my appearance.
A broken water main meant the restaurant was biding its time to close after the last cocktail guest left. We however showed up hungry. But right before we headed elsewhere, an owner came out and said "Don't go. We'll make you dinner."