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/><category term="Entertaining" /><category term="soul food" /><category term="Food Trends" /><category term="Seafood" /><category term="Asian" /><category term="blogger" /><category term="Valentine's Day" /><category term="utensil etiquette" /><category term="food" /><category term="baked goods" /><category term="healthy eating" /><category term="duck" /><category term="Eclectic" /><category term="article" /><category term="marinade" /><category term="ravioli" /><category term="Darien" /><category term="Home cooking" /><category term="Indian cuisine" /><title>Bon Vivant: One Woman's Exploration of the Culinary Landscape</title><subtitle type="html">"I'm not a food critic . . . I just like to eat like one"</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape" /><feedburner:info uri="bonvivantonewomansexplorationoftheculinarylandscape" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cNQX09fyp7ImA9WhRaFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-1599600421316150167</id><published>2012-02-16T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T21:18:10.367-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-16T21:18:10.367-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="black water" /><title>Still water runs deep...but what about black water?</title><summary type="html">

One
day my husband came home from a business trip to Palo Alto with a rather
curious take-away. He was quite proud of his latest acquisition and handed it
to me as if he were the one to create, manufacture and bottle it up himself.




It
was a bottle of water. A bottle of black water.


What?
Really? Black water? I don’t know
about you, but when I think of black water (which, until that day, I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/Wk-bvK6KZS0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/1599600421316150167/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/02/still-water-runs-deepbut-what-about_16.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/1599600421316150167?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/1599600421316150167?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/Wk-bvK6KZS0/still-water-runs-deepbut-what-about_16.html" title="Still water runs deep...but what about black water?" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XavuazprX-0/Tz2tmCrsX3I/AAAAAAAABA0/DptJU2ibZxE/s72-c/060.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/02/still-water-runs-deepbut-what-about_16.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQMQns-fSp7ImA9WhRbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-3295280268896331209</id><published>2012-02-07T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T13:06:23.555-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-08T13:06:23.555-05:00</app:edited><title>The Healing Powers of Food</title><summary type="html">

One year ago, Super Bowl preparations were underway. My
master plan, which ultimately came to fruition, was to celebrate the
festivities in a big way…minus the actual Super Bowl. My shindig was called
“Super Bowl Without the Super Bowl,” and as nine women gathered in my living
room—no men were allowed—we dined on a cornucopia of foods, some store bought, but most
of homemade dishes meant to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/U07bcXo2egY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/3295280268896331209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/02/healing-powers-of-food.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3295280268896331209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3295280268896331209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/U07bcXo2egY/healing-powers-of-food.html" title="The Healing Powers of Food" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bhR6dC8nzIs/TXGFZDzIn0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/l476--Fn6ik/s72-c/VarliMagazine1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/02/healing-powers-of-food.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkACRXo_eyp7ImA9WhRUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-267101110705696379</id><published>2012-01-24T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:46:04.443-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T18:46:04.443-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gadgets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salt and pepper mill" /><title>Gadgets 'n Stuff: Rubik's Cube Salt and Pepper Mills</title><summary type="html">

Rubik's Cube Salt and Pepper Mills

Remember Rubik's Cube? That wildly popular yet maddeningly frustrating 1980's white-red-blue-orange-green-yellow puzzle box that left all but the genius few stuck for hours trying to figure that darn contraption out? While I never personally owned one, I did break a couple in my day (temper tantrums fueled by my inability to make even one row of colors line &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/AkURzs8dNcQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/267101110705696379/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/01/gadgets-n-stuff-rubiks-cube-salt-and.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/267101110705696379?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/267101110705696379?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/AkURzs8dNcQ/gadgets-n-stuff-rubiks-cube-salt-and.html" title="Gadgets 'n Stuff: Rubik's Cube Salt and Pepper Mills" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CLuyB2avPuA/Tx8_Juc_hsI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/39NlRoYEdJs/s72-c/Rubiks+Cube+salt+pepper4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2012/01/gadgets-n-stuff-rubiks-cube-salt-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFR3g-fCp7ImA9WhRWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-6641134603377263206</id><published>2011-12-31T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T04:53:36.654-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-01T04:53:36.654-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holland" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2011" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2012" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year's Eve" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="appelflappen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="traditions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oliebollen" /><title>Out with the old (food) and in with the new...</title><summary type="html">

The last meal of 2011

This
past year has been one of a varied, if not a tremendous, culinary voyage for
me. I’ve experienced delicious fare at pubs and restaurants throughout England,
and, most notably, at the home of my friend Karen in Rawdon where sweet and
savory baked chicken was on the menu. My dining proclivities led me to Dallas
where, despite the sumptuous and pricey meal at a toney &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/VaSoezB9Vsg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/6641134603377263206/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/12/out-with-old-food-and-in-with-new.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6641134603377263206?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6641134603377263206?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/VaSoezB9Vsg/out-with-old-food-and-in-with-new.html" title="Out with the old (food) and in with the new..." /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVrzJ2EKehE/Tv-cWxnD1ZI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VV3IGI83Q5U/s72-c/NYE9.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/12/out-with-old-food-and-in-with-new.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUNQHk7eip7ImA9WhRQGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-2907413372385892376</id><published>2011-12-13T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:31:31.702-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T15:31:31.702-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Johannesburg" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="From City to Safari" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Novel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="South Africa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Yes, There's a Bit of Food Thrown in For Good Measure</title><summary type="html">

Click cover to order!


Followers
of this blog know that my little place in cyberspace is principally about food.
You see, I have an undying affection, dare I say a love affair, with cuisine.
And why shouldn't I? Like air and water, food is a life sustaining force.
Without it, we would perish. So for the things in life that are necessities, I
reasoned that I may as well go all out and love 'em &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/qTXTXxUlV5o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/2907413372385892376/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/12/yes-theres-food-bit-of-food-thrown-in.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2907413372385892376?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2907413372385892376?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/qTXTXxUlV5o/yes-theres-food-bit-of-food-thrown-in.html" title="Yes, There's a Bit of Food Thrown in For Good Measure" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUVT96jqWGs/TudxZ5aDKII/AAAAAAAAA0E/wUGrstd1lKQ/s72-c/FCTS+cover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/12/yes-theres-food-bit-of-food-thrown-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UBSXkzfSp7ImA9WhRSGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-4136312871686952295</id><published>2011-11-20T13:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T13:54:18.785-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-20T13:54:18.785-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="American cuisine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="regional" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>America, it's time to celebrate OUR cuisine!</title><summary type="html">


Although America’s origins sort of began under the auspices of
European colonization (notwithstanding the indigenous peoples in the form of
Native Americans who were here long before the migration of Europeans to the
Americas), the United States of America is American personified. And while
there are many varied and wonderful races, colors, creeds and nationalities
that make up these United &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/iORUsjyzqhQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/4136312871686952295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/america-its-time-to-celebrate-our.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4136312871686952295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4136312871686952295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/iORUsjyzqhQ/america-its-time-to-celebrate-our.html" title="America, it's time to celebrate OUR cuisine!" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u99INzNpSvM/TslLOwhbW4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w-aBASVPrU4/s72-c/American+flag.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/america-its-time-to-celebrate-our.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQFQHYzcCp7ImA9WhRSFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-6421107969894270702</id><published>2011-11-17T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T20:38:31.888-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-17T20:38:31.888-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="revisit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mediterranean cuisine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stamford" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moderate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madonia" /><title>Second Time's a Charm at Madonia Restaurant</title><summary type="html">

Endive Alla Pastria
Photo Credit: Tom McGovern


It's not often that I return to a restaurant that I formerly deemed not the greatest from a culinary point of view. Usually I write it off as a bad experience and I'm hard pressed to return to the scene of the crime twice. However, I had the opportunity to revisit a restaurant that I first encountered almost two years ago. My experience there was&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/WCBtrlK7y4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/6421107969894270702/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/endive-alla-pastria-photo-credit-tom.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6421107969894270702?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6421107969894270702?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/WCBtrlK7y4I/endive-alla-pastria-photo-credit-tom.html" title="Second Time's a Charm at Madonia Restaurant" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KdORSCrp_ds/TsWxs2h07GI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h5P04-QR_zg/s72-c/Endive+alla+pastria.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/endive-alla-pastria-photo-credit-tom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMBRXc8fip7ImA9WhRSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-572949730611506613</id><published>2011-11-17T19:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T19:34:14.976-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-17T19:34:14.976-05:00</app:edited><title>Don’t You Just Hate it When . . .</title><summary type="html">

I HATE it when . . .

. . . graham crackers don’t break on the perforated line?

. . . you order your steak, burger, salmon, etc. “well done”
and when it arrives at the table, it’s burnt beyond recognition? Well-done does
not need to equate to desiccated.  (Read my take on well-done food HERE)


. . . you bite into a scallop and you taste more grit than
scallop? 


. . . people double dip?

. .&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/4I_iPAAjeq0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/572949730611506613/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/dont-you-just-hate-it-when.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/572949730611506613?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/572949730611506613?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/4I_iPAAjeq0/dont-you-just-hate-it-when.html" title="Don’t You Just Hate it When . . ." /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcTFFLdoGTc/TsWl0dLN8xI/AAAAAAAAAyY/cpyasW21ITY/s72-c/I+hate+it+when3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/dont-you-just-hate-it-when.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUHRHc_eCp7ImA9WhRTFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-7813144998879305823</id><published>2011-11-06T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:20:35.940-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-06T14:20:35.940-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="impressions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food critic" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurant reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food writer" /><title>Me . . . a Restaurant Critic? Really? Pffttth.</title><summary type="html">


Last
night my husband and I had dinner with my friend Rosemary and her beau Scott at
a tony restaurant in the Uptown section of Dallas. The food was delicious and
the ambience was chic with a trendy vibe. An integral component of the dining
experience was the service we received from our waiter, which was slightly
above average. He went out of his way to engage us in conversation, spoke to us
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/tZOMYKctOZA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/7813144998879305823/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/me-restaurant-critic-really-pffttth.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7813144998879305823?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7813144998879305823?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/tZOMYKctOZA/me-restaurant-critic-really-pffttth.html" title="Me . . . a Restaurant Critic? Really? Pffttth." /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktD43ui8y5M/TrbaKCFZhGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Sk2sN1qfM34/s72-c/writing+instrument.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/11/me-restaurant-critic-really-pffttth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4DSHwzfCp7ImA9WhRTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-6344930463612835545</id><published>2011-10-30T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T12:19:39.284-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-31T12:19:39.284-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="italian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zaza Italian Gastrobar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thin crust" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pizza" /><title>Time and Time Again, Zaza Never Ceases to Amaze</title><summary type="html">


Everyone
has a place that they have dubbed their favorite. It could be their favorite
hair salon, movie theater or clothing store. I too have a list of favorites, and
my most beloved of all would have to be anything that has to do with the
lovely world of cuisine. Whether it’s a particular type of restaurant, a
certain type of food or the hottest dining trend, if it involves food it’s on
one &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/-gM5JW3vAbM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/6344930463612835545/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/time-and-time-again-zaza-never-ceases.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6344930463612835545?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6344930463612835545?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/-gM5JW3vAbM/time-and-time-again-zaza-never-ceases.html" title="Time and Time Again, Zaza Never Ceases to Amaze" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mI9vmBtTgSw/Tq3FoTmX45I/AAAAAAAAAxg/6W-vYfOHGjY/s72-c/ZazaBalsamicoBianca1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/time-and-time-again-zaza-never-ceases.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcMRXc_eSp7ImA9WhdaFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-8963824456161874288</id><published>2011-10-23T19:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:38:04.941-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-23T19:38:04.941-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="manners" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="utensil etiquette" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="knife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fork" /><title>Yeah Yeah, I Know....As A Food Writer I Should Know This; But Should I Care? Really?</title><summary type="html">
My
husband has a bone to pick with me. To be more precise, he has a knife
and fork to pick with me. He loves me, really he does. But the silliest thing irks
him to the point of near-madness. In fact, I’m almost inclined to keep my
shenanigans going just to see how far I can push him over the edge and straight
into a rubber room. But I digress.



This
thing of which I speak is simple enough and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/kKkiLb817Wk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/8963824456161874288/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/yeah-yeah-i-knowas-food-writer-i-should.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/8963824456161874288?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/8963824456161874288?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/kKkiLb817Wk/yeah-yeah-i-knowas-food-writer-i-should.html" title="Yeah Yeah, I Know....As A Food Writer I Should Know This; But Should I Care? Really?" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwS_FjsSCHw/TqSiDgJpEUI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IjZBDJqXQ_E/s72-c/023.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/yeah-yeah-i-knowas-food-writer-i-should.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEAQHs_cCp7ImA9WhdbFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-4790317947143586132</id><published>2011-10-14T17:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:17:21.548-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-14T18:17:21.548-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fairfield public library" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cookbook memoir" /><title>Could YOU be the Next Great Memoir Cookbook Author?</title><summary type="html">


While scouring the internet searching for fun things to do
with one of my sisters when she comes for a visit from Maryland during the Veterans Day
weekend, I came across a fascinating workshop. This workshop is designed for those with a fondness for reminiscing and who are interested in pooling their memories of family life, along with taking their favorite recipes from childhood to the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/3dMayMXzY4I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/4790317947143586132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/could-you-be-next-great-memoir-cookbook.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4790317947143586132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4790317947143586132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/3dMayMXzY4I/could-you-be-next-great-memoir-cookbook.html" title="Could YOU be the Next Great Memoir Cookbook Author?" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsPbxjxukNk/TpiuHBBh2WI/AAAAAAAAAwY/f7iOPvVNVKc/s72-c/cookbooks.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/could-you-be-next-great-memoir-cookbook.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8NR3s-eSp7ImA9WhdbFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-3414931262884432830</id><published>2011-10-14T11:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:41:36.551-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-14T11:41:36.551-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bertucci's" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="customer service" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch" /><title>When Dining Dilemmas Happen to Good People (Or: How to Keep Your Wits When Things Go Wrong)</title><summary type="html">

Perhaps this is where I should have dined for solitude...
Credit: Danni Simmonds/MorgueFile


This past Wednesday I had lunch at Bertucci’s Italian Restaurant in Darien, CT.  However, this
post isn’t so much about the food but rather about the set of circumstances surrounding my
visit. It didn’t begin as a destination, per se, but rather it turned into a
target of convenience purely because of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/QzkKgKZ_TfA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/3414931262884432830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/when-dining-dilemmas-happen-to-good.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3414931262884432830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3414931262884432830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/QzkKgKZ_TfA/when-dining-dilemmas-happen-to-good.html" title="When Dining Dilemmas Happen to Good People (Or: How to Keep Your Wits When Things Go Wrong)" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XaMFeZLrr0/TphUwRYCRMI/AAAAAAAAAwM/BWeQ_2pv1eE/s72-c/PicnicTableDani+SimmondsMorgueFile.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/when-dining-dilemmas-happen-to-good.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IMSXg_fCp7ImA9WhdUGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-943859119333985844</id><published>2011-10-04T21:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:33:08.644-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-05T14:33:08.644-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baconfest" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bacon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glutton" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pork" /><title>My Brief But All-Consuming Fling With Pork Bacon</title><summary type="html">




Ahhh....bacon!

Bacon.





To some, simply uttering that one word elicits goofy grins,
licking of lips and rubbing of bellies. I’ve come to learn that people love bacon. Now, while I’m a turkey
bacon aficionado, some may consider this particular strip of poultry to be an
affront as it dares bare the same moniker as bacon. I, however, don’t indulge
in pork so the substitution of the gobbling&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/omBqZyVz2vc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/943859119333985844/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/my-brief-but-loving-fling-with-pork.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/943859119333985844?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/943859119333985844?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/omBqZyVz2vc/my-brief-but-loving-fling-with-pork.html" title="My Brief But All-Consuming Fling With Pork Bacon" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6kL_s2DkprQ/TouvazxjqeI/AAAAAAAAAwA/O_MC5_Q6_NE/s72-c/Bacon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/my-brief-but-loving-fling-with-pork.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EASHo5fSp7ImA9WhdUFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-11496459631392684</id><published>2011-10-02T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:54:09.425-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-02T19:54:09.425-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoroughly cooked" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="burnt" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="well done" /><title>The Curse of Thoroughly Cooked Cuisine</title><summary type="html">

Does my thoroughly cooked food have to suffer the same fate?

It’s finally time for me to get this off of my ample yet
well-proportioned chest. I have a bone to pick with cooks, chefs, sous chefs,
culinary artists, hash slingers and anyone else who steps foot in a kitchen,
wields a spatula like a Samurai sword and fawns over their own gastronomic
creations. This has been weighing heavy on my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/UQ3Djo3POE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/11496459631392684/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/curse-of-thoroughly-cooked-cuisine.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/11496459631392684?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/11496459631392684?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/UQ3Djo3POE4/curse-of-thoroughly-cooked-cuisine.html" title="The Curse of Thoroughly Cooked Cuisine" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ocIB4ZEbwAU/Tojul7bFNRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VksAZJAk_Q0/s72-c/burnt+food2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/10/curse-of-thoroughly-cooked-cuisine.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcNQ3o6eCp7ImA9WhdVFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-7306173431518774621</id><published>2011-09-21T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T19:01:32.410-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-21T19:01:32.410-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="camera" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food porn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="picture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food photography" /><title>The Quest For Food Porn Greatness</title><summary type="html">




Aahhh . . . the beauty of food





I. Love. Food. 



It’s a simple enough statement yet it holds such profound
meaning. At least for me anyway. I love everything about food. The nutritional
value that it provides. The alluring aromas it possesses. The varied sounds of
food: crackling, bubbling, sizzling, fizzy, sputtering. The way it feels in
your hands, in your mouth, in your stomach. And&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/i4tAbT8cTm4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/7306173431518774621/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/quest-for-food-porn.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7306173431518774621?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7306173431518774621?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/i4tAbT8cTm4/quest-for-food-porn.html" title="The Quest For Food Porn Greatness" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bw2yEV9JXPI/TnpnD7hi-xI/AAAAAAAAAvs/r8Wb8CZeQvc/s72-c/Cruise+and+Thanksgiving+031+-+Copy.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/quest-for-food-porn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4GSX4yfyp7ImA9WhdVE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-6359910446009186164</id><published>2011-09-18T17:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:12:08.097-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-18T18:12:08.097-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="italian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="duck" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stamford" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ravioli" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eclisse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pizza" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pasta" /><title>A Return to Greatness: Eclisse Italian Resturant</title><summary type="html">

Eclisse's fabulous Melanzane Rollatini


Last
night, my husband and I revisited an Italian restaurant that, while I am very
fond of it, we haven’t been to in a while. However, it was my vivid mouth-watering memories of
their divine Melanzane Rollatini that made
me dock on Eclisse’s doorstep once
again.



While
we didn’t have reservations, the hostess was happy to seat us. The only problem
was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/IZTiJNUEbgY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/6359910446009186164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/eclisses-fabulous-melanzane-rollatini-l.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6359910446009186164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/6359910446009186164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/IZTiJNUEbgY/eclisses-fabulous-melanzane-rollatini-l.html" title="A Return to Greatness: Eclisse Italian Resturant" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBGHdeVbl9w/TnZl7RKPnBI/AAAAAAAAAso/KrMMK4DfG08/s72-c/Eclisse+1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/eclisses-fabulous-melanzane-rollatini-l.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMFRncyeCp7ImA9WhdWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-7224864685597713883</id><published>2011-09-12T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:06:57.990-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-12T20:06:57.990-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vegetables" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Meatless Monday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="healthy eating" /><title>Meatless Monday: A Marvel in the Making</title><summary type="html">


So many veggies...so many options



Are you a fan of the Meatless Monday movement that is sweeping the country, growing in popularity with each successive plate of food? It’s not too late to jump on the meat-free bandwagon. 



The Meatless Monday campaign, launched in 2003, has gone global. Its healthy choice tentacles have reached an international level and show no signs of slowing down. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/j7zDacWBMBA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/7224864685597713883/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/meatless-monday-marvel-in-making.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7224864685597713883?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7224864685597713883?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/j7zDacWBMBA/meatless-monday-marvel-in-making.html" title="Meatless Monday: A Marvel in the Making" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SjraYqAehqY/Tm5GrAAH1wI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7kwhubsQDm0/s72-c/Meatless+Monday2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/meatless-monday-marvel-in-making.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8MRn48fCp7ImA9WhdWFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-8057581542867198017</id><published>2011-09-10T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:31:27.074-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-10T18:31:27.074-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cheese" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="California Pizza Kitchen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BBQ" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicken" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pizza" /><title>When All Else Fails, There's Pizza . . . Sometimes</title><summary type="html">

Pizza. Yum. 'Nuff said.


Today, my husband and I made a valiant attempt to have lunch at a small European-styled café not far from our house. This café—whose proprietor is currently featured in local news spots because, as a survivor of the World Trade Center attack, she has a story to tell—has seen its fair share of goofy mishaps as of late when in early August a 92-year old man drove his car&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/yfcHFB-d3V0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/8057581542867198017/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/when-all-else-fails-theres-pizza.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/8057581542867198017?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/8057581542867198017?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/yfcHFB-d3V0/when-all-else-fails-theres-pizza.html" title="When All Else Fails, There's Pizza . . . Sometimes" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iV7hMqEIG4c/TmvctbviPMI/AAAAAAAAAsA/SiyXu1Wwwas/s72-c/CPK+004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/when-all-else-fails-theres-pizza.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcFQns7eSp7ImA9WhdWFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-3021584498713883907</id><published>2011-09-09T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:46:53.501-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-09T14:46:53.501-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="red pepepr" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marinade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spiced apple marinade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="provolone cheese" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicken" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title>The Cure for The Culinary Comatose Syndrome</title><summary type="html">

Boring food have you . . . bored?


Have you ever been so incredibly bored with the repetitive nature of
the food that you cook—you know, the same old same old chicken, pork, turkey or
beef—that you morph into a mad scientist in the kitchen, begin mixing spices
&amp;amp; seasonings, condiments, sauces and everything else you can get your grubby
little hands on until you come up with a concoction worthy&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/LRblPH7bERI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/3021584498713883907/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/cure-for-culinary-comatose-syndrome.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3021584498713883907?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/3021584498713883907?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/LRblPH7bERI/cure-for-culinary-comatose-syndrome.html" title="The Cure for The Culinary Comatose Syndrome" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bwN-NiM-Tuk/TmpebE2TkmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/npQm6LQe79U/s72-c/bored.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Stamford, CT, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.0534302 -73.5387341</georss:point><georss:box>40.957638700000004 -73.6966626 41.1492217 -73.3808056</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/cure-for-culinary-comatose-syndrome.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUNQ3Y7eCp7ImA9WhdWFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-2798377761508220729</id><published>2011-09-07T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:11:32.800-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-07T16:11:32.800-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aerator" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gadgets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wine decanter" /><title>Gadgets 'n Stuff: Menu Winebreather Carafe</title><summary type="html">Take a deep breath. Go ahead, just do it. Now take another one . . . deeper this time. Ahhhh. Doesn’t that feel refreshing?  

Now just think how that lovely bottle of wine feels when it gets to takes a breather. 

Aerate.

And that’s just what your precious bottle of wine will do when you use Menu’s Winebreather Carafe. This ingenious creation aerates an entire bottle of wine in two minutes. &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/SRAtoRdfwXk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/2798377761508220729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/gadgets-n-stuff-menu-winebreather.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2798377761508220729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2798377761508220729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/SRAtoRdfwXk/gadgets-n-stuff-menu-winebreather.html" title="Gadgets 'n Stuff: Menu Winebreather Carafe" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5p73Wxjh_Ws/TmfNvS5F4cI/AAAAAAAAArg/a8NPKE1GLts/s72-c/Winebreather1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/09/gadgets-n-stuff-menu-winebreather.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYNSHw8fSp7ImA9WhdXE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-2115420485596029800</id><published>2011-08-25T12:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:29:59.275-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-25T16:29:59.275-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food ocular obsessive disorder" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="F.O.O.D." /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="t-shirts" /><title>The Shame Is Over and the Affliction has a Name!</title><summary type="html">It’s confession time.  
 
For years, I’ve been afflicted with a disorder that I’m certain others also fall victim to. This malady, while not overtly serious, can cause others around you to stare in wonderment, become perplexed and feel cheated out of time spent with you. 
Let me start, as all stories should—from the beginning.

I have always had a love of food. However, as a youngster, my palate &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/Blf8pZTs9-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/2115420485596029800/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/08/shame-is-over.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2115420485596029800?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/2115420485596029800?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/Blf8pZTs9-E/shame-is-over.html" title="The Shame Is Over and the Affliction has a Name!" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NQHXASZcVY/TlZzfSr2nyI/AAAAAAAAArQ/RBiA4S2hUSw/s72-c/FOOD.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/08/shame-is-over.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQFQHg8eip7ImA9WhdREU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-4959252430452255441</id><published>2011-07-31T11:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:48:31.672-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-31T11:48:31.672-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hamburgers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gourmet burgers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dining out" /><title>Grand Burger: Gourmet Hamburgers to Tempt the Palate</title><summary type="html">﻿

Grand Burger's "Pueblo Burger"
Photo: Hayden Lassiter
Courtesy Linda Kavanagh
Summer is in full swing, which means that cookouts abound all over the neighborhood. And with cookouts come the perennial American favorite—hamburgers!  

However, for as much as we are a nation of championship grillers, sometimes you just don’t have the time, strength or motivation to scrape and clean the grill, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/YLgVXboPv_M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/4959252430452255441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/s-ummer-is-in-full-swing-which-means.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4959252430452255441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/4959252430452255441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/YLgVXboPv_M/s-ummer-is-in-full-swing-which-means.html" title="Grand Burger: Gourmet Hamburgers to Tempt the Palate" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hKT6yBwz_G8/TjV4JPcZzdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uwKyLGpXIlI/s72-c/Grand+Burger+-+Puebla+Burger.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Stamford, CT, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.0534302 -73.5387341</georss:point><georss:box>40.9453182 -73.6080651 41.1615422 -73.4694031</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/s-ummer-is-in-full-swing-which-means.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UMSH4-cCp7ImA9WhZaGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-7544182030453445060</id><published>2011-07-06T11:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T11:14:49.058-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-06T11:14:49.058-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ice cream" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lock" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="security" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gadgets" /><title>Gadgets 'n Stuff: Pint Lock</title><summary type="html">Picture it: It’s a warm summer evening. You’ve been busy all day . . . working; gardening; taking care of the kids; cooking, or whatever. The mercury seems to be soaring and all you can think about is that refreshing pint of ice cream waiting for you in the freezer. You can almost taste the goodness of your favorite flavor. 

What is it? Cherry Garcia? Chunky Monkey? Peanut Brittle? Oh, there are&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/5f-2SGad3b8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/7544182030453445060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/gadgets-n-stuff-ben-jerrys-pint-lock.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7544182030453445060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/7544182030453445060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/5f-2SGad3b8/gadgets-n-stuff-ben-jerrys-pint-lock.html" title="Gadgets 'n Stuff: Pint Lock" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKPCeI5_h4I/ThR7YekdlVI/AAAAAAAAApg/cyxFgUZTZ78/s72-c/GadgetsIceCreamLock.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/gadgets-n-stuff-ben-jerrys-pint-lock.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8CR34yfCp7ImA9WhZaGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5477743151052588388.post-5216521015320597233</id><published>2011-07-05T20:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:44:26.094-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-05T23:44:26.094-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Delta Airlines food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Class" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Economy Class" /><title>The Delta Dichotomy: Good Food, Bad Food</title><summary type="html">There are two sides to Delta Airlines. I utter these words not lightly, not with sarcasm and not without some thought, but definitely with a ring of truth and experience behind it. 

On the one side, Delta presents a beautifully Pollyanna-like quality where their world is an outcrop of optimistic thoughts, happy people, delectable fare and splendid comfort. Domestically, this is known as First &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~4/LNy8gpfxvb8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/feeds/5216521015320597233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/delta-dichotomy-good-food-bad-food.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/5216521015320597233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5477743151052588388/posts/default/5216521015320597233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BonVivantOneWomansExplorationOfTheCulinaryLandscape/~3/LNy8gpfxvb8/delta-dichotomy-good-food-bad-food.html" title="The Delta Dichotomy: Good Food, Bad Food" /><author><name>Valerie, The Food Houndette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bIzKJFMAtVE/SveAYtbXQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZHJoPjS4QKA/S220/163.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaKYy-VDPXE/ThOyWC_cuaI/AAAAAAAAApY/MA3MdzGqTXw/s72-c/airplane2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.vabonvivant.com/2011/07/delta-dichotomy-good-food-bad-food.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

