Mrs. T and I dined the other night at a "gastropub" (a neologism I dislike intensely, but we seem to be stuck with it). One of the dishes that I ordered was a salad whose constituent parts included strawberries, dried apricots, goat cheese, lightly salted Marcona almonds, and a raspberry vinaigrette. As I nibbled on […]
SOURCE: ArtsJournal at 07:30AM on July 1, 2016