A recounting of a trip to Key West asserting that chickens are superior to Canadian geese and medical science has gone too far.
A Recipe in Prose I want to talk about andouille. For those of you reading this sans serif, those are “L”s. Don’t worry, we’re not going to pronounce them. It’s ann-DOO-ee. We also won’t be calling it andouille sausage. This feels akin to putting in one’s PIN number into the ATM machine. More specifically, I…