Kentucky Derby 2014 Party

Well, you also need a horse race. Thank heavens for television! Going to the Kentucky Derby is the best way to experience it. Though I do hope to do it again some time, if I don’t manage that, I’ll be okay with it. The memories are grand, even with the rain we had last year….

What to do with orange bitters

Well, at least it’s good damage control for the gin purchase: Inspired by this article in Heavy Table, I recently bought some Dashfire bitters to try out at home. So far, the experimentation has yielded a solution to my disappointment in a Bombay Sapphire gin & tonic. Adding Dashfire or peach bitters to it makes it…

Hi, rye

A good, long(ish) bike ride isn’t necessarily an excuse for decadence. But darn if sitting at a café wearing bike shorts and daintily digging into pastry with a fork isn’t something heavenly. Now and then. The “Royal” at Chez Arnaud was acceptable, but not as good as the Royale from Louisville’s Ghylsain, though the latter had the…

Coke and nuts in southern states

Mea culpa: I’ve contributed to some less-than-stellar food photography appearing in the social media. I could stand to build a good lightbox and get some advice on how to photograph chocolate, it’s true. So in the interest of not making something amazing look nasty on the internet, I’m picking a different image for this post…

The Unsinkable: Kentucky Derby

At one point in the afternoon of May 4, I thought that perhaps I was channeling the unsinkable Molly Brown. There was a titanic amount of water pouring from the sky, there was a lot of strange and new excitement going on, and on this trip I brought along more fancy clothes than was truly…

Chasing Bourbon in Kentucky

How does it bode for a 200-mile relay race, when one of the first things you do on the course is taste a little bourbon? Hindsight is 20/20: It bodes very well. Even at the time, it was a good idea: it was after noon and it did help put us in slightly better spirits…

still love ’em

Let Them Eat Pie, originally uploaded by arahbahn. “Walnut” comes from the Old English wealhhnutu, which means, much to my delight, “foreign nut.” These protein- and healthy oil-laden treats were travelers that came from Gaul and Italy to England, originally. I’ve always liked walnuts better than pecans. I don’t mean any disrespect to my pecan-growing…