Monday, September 28, 2009

THE WORD THE NY TIMES DIDN'T WANT YOU TO SEE


In yesterday's Sunday Times: rampant joblessness, moms at war, Iranian nukes, out tweens, sippable coconut shells, Andre Leon Talley in what looked to be the world's biggest tallit. And a lot of other things. What was deemed too hot (or too stupid) for the Times: the other F word. This is the memorable name chosen by the public transportation system in Ticino, the Italian-speaking wilds of Switzerland I wrote about in Sunday's T Travel Magazine. You drive up into these beautiful mountains and there you see the red bus stops everywhere proudly announcing: Here is the Fart bus. Tell me, worldly sophisticates, you wouldn't slow down the car to take a picture? Liars. Anyway I included this very important piece of information in my story but the gatekeepers of decorum decided you shouldn't see it. But here it is.

Some people have mentioned that they're having a hard time viewing the version online so I've clumsily scanned a copy of the story in a big PDF HERE.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

TICINO IN THE TIMES: I DIGS IN


A preview of Sunday's New York Times T Travel Magazine is up now. Check out the story here. Ticino is the Italian speaking canton of Switzerland. There is a lot of polenta up there. And men arguing about cheese, and old stone grotto restaurants and twisty crazy roads and chestnuts that fall on your head and funiculars and a waterfall that starred in a Leni Riefenstahl movie and lots of other stuff. Have a look.

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Saturday, September 12, 2009

MORE ISRAEL





From top: Upper Galilee, somewhere; morning view towards the Golan Heights from my room at the Relais & Chateaux hotel/organic farm Mizpe Hayamim; the cheesemaker in his cave; strays outside Erez Komarovsky's cooking school and home.

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THE ONLY KOSHER OYSTER IS A PRAIRIE OYSTER


Finishing up a week of eating and wandering in Israel. My first time here & it was an interesting and fun and filling way to do it with a small group of great colleagues, old friends and new. The above-referenced bull's testicles were served to us in an upscale kosher bistro place in Jerusalem. Beitzim (balls) in Hebrew, they were…scallopy. I'll spare you a picture of them for now. Instead, a few random images from the trip. Above: outside chef Erez Komorovsky's home and cooking school in the Upper Galilee. Below the remarkable hummus he made for us at an altogether remarkable lunch on his terrace: gigantes beans, roughly mashed in a gigantic mortar, with sweet almonds and freshly baked breads.

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Tuesday, September 08, 2009

HELLO, STRANGERS


Sorry I've been such a lazy correspondent. Things keep happening out here. I've just been very bad about keeping you posted. But no more. Down with laziness! I promise to live-blog the recent past as I remember it and put up new things here as they happen. I'm in Israel this week, my first visit, on an eating and drinking mission. More on this soon. I hope everyone is having a nice day. (Above, a park sign from Paris.)