Here’s what caught our eye this week:
See how the French managed to give the finger to their own culinary traditions and to Mexico’s at the same time.
You say, “Tomato;” I say, “Blecch.” Ketchup is the worst condiment, by a long shot. So why is the nation facing a shortage?
A lovely remembrance of John Prine—and his fondness for oysters, Arnold’s meat and three, and his taxidermied goldfish—a year after his death.
Think independent restaurants were the hardest hit during the past year? These numbers tell a different story.
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