They come in threes, James Brown, President Ford and ???:
- I love this Gerald Ford anecdote, and not just because it includes references to martinis.
- It was more than a decade ago when I picked up my telephone in the Clearwater bureau of the St. Petersburg Times and heard the voice of restaurant critic Chris Sherman. He excitedly told me that one of his sources had turned him on to the fact that the owner of B-21 liquor store in Tarpon Springs had lucked into a stash of pre-Castro Cuban cigars (which, unlike the post-Revolution sticks, are legal in the US) and he couldn't get up there to get any. Could I run up and score some of the rare finds? In a word, fuckyeah. I thought about those amazing, rich and creamy smokes this morning as I read that Chris is stepping down as restaurant critic.
- "The Mrs and I are headed out to the emergency room of the local hospital to see what they can do about the mojo I accidentally injected into my hand while I was prepping the pig. Using a horse needle." And here is the outcome.
- Out in Left Field's holiday family letter.
