Dining out is supposed to be simple: you sit down, look at the menu, order your food, and enjoy. But somewhere along the way, restaurants decided that clarity was boring and mystery was chic. Now, half the time I open a menu, I feel like I need a magnifying glass, a flashlight, and maybe aContinue reading “Rant No. 12: Menus I Can’t Read and Meals I Can’t Pronounce”
The News According to Me
John Berkovich Talks 