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The New York-Boston Rivalry, as Seen Through an Egg Sandwich

There’s a special potluck supper in Hell reserved for food bloggers of the indulgent, navel-gazing variety. Fastidious diarists, they can be counted on to chronicle every single morsel they eat, smell, bake, nuke, ponder…regardless of the interest, even potential, of…

Counting Down the Best New Foodie Road Trips (Finally…No. 1!)

Alright, Chowderheads: For all of you with the stamina and appetite to keep up on Chowder’s thousand-mile, six-week odyssey to identify the best and the brightest of New England’s destination-worthy hotspots, we’ve come to the end of our journey. Well…almost….

Counting Down the Best Foodie Road Trips! (No. 2)

From the number of miles Chowder has put on the old Chowdermobile as of late, you’d think gasoline grew on New England trees. But neither rain nor sleet nor $5-a-gallon pump charge shall hinder our mad gastronomic dash to uncover…

Counting Down the Best New Foodie Road Trips! (No. 3)

Over the last several weeks, Chowder traversed New England to unearth the most appetizing reasons to take a destination-restaurant road trip—and came up with the six best. This week, we’ve made our way up to… No. 3: Five Fifty-Five (Portland,…

Counting Down the Best New Foodie Road Trips! (No. 4)

Simon Pearce isn’t the only grub worth driving multiple hours for, people! In Chowder’s continuing binge to uncover the most interesting foodie road trip destinations, we’ve nibbled and sipped our way to No. 4. (A Cliffs Notes-style review: Rubi’s Sandwiches…

Counting Down the Best New Foodie Road Trips! (No. 5)

Last week, Chowder began a six-week odyssey to give hungry voyagers new-and-improved recommendations for road-tripping gastronomically around New England—destinations that aren’t Fore Street in Portland, ME. (This isn’t a slight to the tried-and-true FS: The wood-oven-fired mussels slathered with sizzling…

The Best New Foodie Road Trips! (No. 6 Goes to…)

Road trippers, rejoice! The next two months bring arguably the most pleasant driving conditions we get all year in New England (crisp, refreshing temps in the high 50s to low 70s) and, by mid-October, the most stunning visuals anywhere (brilliant-hued,…

Twelve Drink Minimum: Or, How to Put Your Barman to the Test

The next time Chowder accepts an invitation from Bostonista for an evening on the town, you can bet your bile duct it won’t be a weeknight. Especially if said evening involves the bar at Eastern Standard. More specifically, an evening…

Waiter, There’s No Salt in My Soup!

About a month ago I attended a very posh prosecco tasting at the Back Bay restaurant Azure. Included in the small, lunchtime gathering were about half a dozen local wine writers and food editors, who were greeted in the exquisitely…

VIP = Very Infuriating Patron

As a food journalist in a smallish city, I’m frequently recognized around town by a chef, a manager, or (especially) a bartender. Not primarily a restaurant critic, I don’t take pains to preserve my anonymity, though I do try to…