
no. 124: diane
This morning I rolled out of bed declaring that I was off to make the dogs some Steak Diane, but neither D – for whom this dish is surely named – nor I could remember what the hell Steak Diane actually was.
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This morning I rolled out of bed declaring that I was off to make the dogs some Steak Diane, but neither D – for whom this dish is surely named – nor I could remember what the hell Steak Diane actually was.

The problem with writing a quarterly review of sandwiches is that you wind up eating more sandwiches.

This isn’t really my beat, but Isaac Rangaswami’s, or Jonathan Nunn’s, you should go read what they have to say after finishing this.

When we opened our restaurant, we changed the menu every week, sometimes more than once.

I’ve written much about the Singaporean food I ate growing up: lou arh, chicken curry, kueh. I have not written about the American food.

This is another chapter of the first book I wrote.

This substack might be turning into the Quarterly Review of Sandwiches and I’m OK with that.

Hullo to readers old and new!

If you’ve been reading a while, you’ve probably seen a picture like this.

An interview with the folks at Balthazar