Food for Your Ears

I recently released an album of my original songs.

“You should promote your album on your blog,” a friend said.

“But my blog is a food blog!” I protested.

My new album, available at CD Baby, iTunes, Amazon and wherever fine music is sold.

My new album, available at CD Baby, iTunes, Amazon and wherever fine music is sold.

I wish I could say it was nine songs about food. But it’s not. It’s nine songs about all those things that relate loosely to food — love and sex, the pursuit of happiness, pondering our own bellybuttons, etc. More

Dawg Days

My father — born on the upper peninsula of Michigan — grew up, among other places, in the Chicago suburb of Evanston. I’ve always felt an affinity and paternal loyalty for the Windy City. Plus, they’ve got Wrigley Field, Charlie Trotter and Rick Bayless, and produced my favorite band, Wilco, and the coolest president ever! And then, of course, there’s the Chicago dog.

I grew up with a Chicago-style hot dog joint named Flooky’s down the street. I had a friend who lived right behind it. I sort of took a good hot dog for granted. More