Food Slut

It's April 5th and we're in Hungary: in Budapest, at an Easter Market, staring down wooden kiosks laden with painted Easter Eggs, bottles of elderflower syrup and strawberry wine; giant cast iron skillets heaped with fat red sausages, rainbow-colored root vegetables, and spicy potatoes. One kiosk attendant stirs a black cauldron full of porky, savory

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Adult Spice

This is the new flavor of Pringles I saw in the conbini the other day. Night Club, you say? Intriguing. I've always wanted a potato chip that tastes like cigarette smoke, tequila and desperation. How nice of the Japanese Pringles sector to predict my needs. Alas, friends. As I soon discovered, popping the top reveals

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Hot Lunch

The quality of my work day lunch depends on where I'm teaching. On Thursdays, I work near a seemingly endless shopping arcade and the choices are rich. I favor a steaming bowl of ika tempura udon soup, spiked with lots of spicy red pepper and black sesame seeds. For my mid-evening snack, I stroll past

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