tommy

lou, don't be silly. anyone who has a clue knows better. i'm one of those "chummy" people i suppose, and i've never so much as set foot in your place. ignore them. no one cares what they say. they have no idea what they're talking about as far as their conspiracy theories go, and by extension, they simply have nothing to say that interests anyone who's serious about trying your place. simple as that.

please, allow me.

well, the garlic that's on the board actually acts to stick to the garlic on the knife, pulling it off when you rub the blade over that garlic. it's like using gum to get gum off of your face. gum likes gum better than it likes your lip. and i think garlic often times likes garlic (and the board) better than it does your knife.

i cut off the end that has that bit that holds the works together, then tap it with the knive. the paper then comes off pretty easily, and the shape of the garlic remains.

I just lean on it with the side of my knife. a couple of chops later, another lean and "smush," and it's pretty much done. jaques pepin is the reigning king of garlic and knive skills, in my book. garlic doesn't have a chance with jaques in the house yo.

apparently she had shit service, mediorce food and a hefty bill at mom's house quite often.

is it wrong to fall in love with ones avatar?

fink's cheesesteak is really good. although i'm generally nursing a smokin' hangover when i eat one, i can say that it's probably top-notch even with a clear head.

rachel, it's just the typical nonsense bitching and moaning session with the same unwarranted and immature verbiage. i've seen it on every internet board that i've ever been on for the past 16 yrs.

that's just absurd. i read the post. as i'm sure many did. and i had nothing to say. what would you have me do?

ok, so what's your problem with *this* one? she describes my experience there as well.

speaking of pretty labels, i always liked lang & reeds label. and their cab franc is pretty chewy too.

that's ok. let it out. we're here for you. what else jinny. what else do you want to tell us...

i've made some pretty poor and embarrassing decisions whilst under the influence of tuna steaks as well. the first step is admitting it. you're almost home jinny. and you're around people who care. perhaps we care more about your tuna sandwiches than your well-being, but regardless, we care. deeply.

yeah, i usually buy the wine with the butterfly on it. or is it the pretty leaf. oh i don't know. they're both really good though.

that's a great idea, considering all of the interesting things that can be done with miso.

at least it introduces the average person to *some* aspect of french wine.

we really don't enjoy this wine, do we? i buy a few bottles a year just to serve to my friends who would normally be swilling something from a keg. it's festive. but generally horrible. i think that last year's batch was supposed to be exceptional in some way. i recall it was borderline undrinkable. but then again i'm a snob.

speaking of 9th ave, andelusia (sp?), across from the bellevue, is pretty seedy, but serves some pretty decent tapas. no kidding. we call it "the bellevue with food."

Certainly we were eating hams before the advent of mechanical slicers. Nick but with very little self-respect.

hmmmm. no. but the goldrush, over on 10th and 38th, almost fits that bill. filled with drunk fireman, drunk construction works, and confused javitts center visitors. they have a menu and the stuff actually looks tasty (southern twist, mostly burgers and pork products). shuffleboard, and one of the best jukeboxes in NYC. well, for me anyway. they often have live honky-tonk.

duffy's, in paterson, NJ. scary neighborhood. scary bar some nights. but a decent family owns the place. now the guy's kids are taking over. free shuffleboard. random video game. large screen tv. good pool table. occasionally you'll get your standard short, skinny drunk guy with a questionable dental plan wanting to kick your ass. but they usually back off after realizing that the act of standing is busting their balls enough as it is. oftentimes the "nice" drunk regular will protect you from the "nasty" drunk regular, throwing out comments like "c'mon jimmy, leave the guy alone," etc. always good for a close call. and they have bud bottles, which is really my only requirement.

i suppose the obvious answer is crusting it with cracked pepper (and salt) and searing it in sesame oil. you could also slice it and make fish tacos or something fun like that. personally i only eat tuna raw.

BUT WHY!?!?!?!?!!

you're absolutely right about that. especially onions, 'cause your eyes are burning. bastards.