Finding the Purple Cow

The other night my girlfriend and I went out to dinner with some friends of hers, and the topic of cooking came up and how it seemed we just didn’t have the time to cook as much as we’d like. One of the men sitting at the table mentioned Little...

Smokin' Hot

As I waited to see the doctor I referenced in a previous post, I skimmed through the complimentary copy of Bicycling Magazine (which I have a personal subscription to) which was sitting in the lobby area. I had time to kill so I figured I’d browse through it to make...