For whatever reason, I have a strange affinity for smuggling local foodstuffs into the US when traveling overseas. Going through customs is always a little worrisome for me, but knock on wood, I have yet to be caught. I’m reeeally going out on a limb here and assuming y’all reading this aren’t gonna snitch on…
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I have no idea how the Instagram algorithm works- like no fucking clue. How a gorgeous dry aged ribeye steak from a 4 star restaurant gets a couple hundred likes versus my homemade stupid Italian sausage pasta which has now almost 2K. Like, baffling. Anyway, here’s the recipe for those that have bombarded my comments…
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I’ll be honest – I have A LOT of dumb people posting stupid shit on my Instagram. Whether it be, “this pasta isn’t real Italian food”, to “this looks disgusting”, to “u ugly” (LOL honey, come on now)… I mostly end up laughing and writing them back with something unamusingly nasty. What actually DOES piss…
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Last week I had the privilege of dining at Nizza – a somewhat casual Italian restaurant situated in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen. Somehow the place is also French, since the name is derived from Nice, France. I’ve never been good at geography, so whatever – but it seems for the most part the menu…
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