Monthly Archives: November 2012

The Art of Peeling Grapes In Barcelona

BARCELONA–We meet Chef Papa Serra first thing in the morning outside the sprawling Boqueria Market, expecting a porcine Spaniard with a beard, exuding twinkling-eyed Bonhomie mixed with sage observations about life and food. Instead, a trim twenty-eight-year-old New Zealander in

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With Brooke Shields’ Mother, Dancing On A Stove In Spanish Harlem

And then–I’m not quite sure how–Brooke Shields’ mother was in the kitchen of the restaurant in Spanish Harlem, dancing on the stove. The music was playing loudly, the cooks and kitchen  help were staring in amazement, as was I. Brooke

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When You Know Nothing, You Know Everything:Welcome To Barcelona

BARCELONA—When you finally know nothing in this fabled Mediterranean seaport city of five million, that is when you know everything. Welcome to Barcelona. Our guide through the vagaries and paradoxes of the world’s smallest big city— and the biggest small

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That Afternoon With Henry Fonda

In a fit of nostalgia yesterday I pulled John Ford’s 1946 western, My Darling Clementine, off my DVD shelf and watched it on our new fifty-five-inch Sony television screen. Magical: it brings old movies to life again with a sharpness and clarity that

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