<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520</id><updated>2026-08-21T11:52:29.212-04:00</updated><category term="dinner"/><category term="michigan"/><category term="grand rapids"/><category term="lunch"/><category term="california"/><category term="new york"/><category term="manhattan"/><category term="french"/><category term="american"/><category term="italian"/><category term="breakfast"/><category term="beer"/><category term="chicago"/><category term="grand rapids magazine"/><category term="pebble beach"/><category term="fusion"/><category term="illinois"/><category 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05337051589942377791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYU0CZe365yjxMctKGNWMYqgYdKNLNM3LeJF14CdfjW3nLR3EhVUpd8IpPUh2JjG7zEwMJMVNza82jqsQs8M9TNJRVXhn-6GWCwAXyyp6D3qaN9ry-dUQIixTdVpFMqEBElCVBR_0dDiSFVO33zxCcBpvHw1Oa2Iu0V8xQoBFf6ykz_EI/s1600/blog_profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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(Here, Now) — There comes a time, in even the most epic of multi-course meals, when you must drain the last sip of Petrus, carefully fold the linen napkin, put it back on the well-appointed table and signal for the bill. No matter how sated you might be, how scintillating the conversation was, or how many smiles were shared, there’s a little bit of sadness too. Leaving is never easy. We all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4509539950927610332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4509539950927610332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2015/02/check-please.html' title='Check, Please'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd5C3EFUXVws1-IgzLUzoI1dIlOT9aA2KyUDw3kn5rSpfUvI-yvl4w4w25oqR7oGNWseuQsIXnFfZm2jwE4ZC489OFVkYtz00KQ7t2UCo-4K0GW135HVsTXxNhB0NFKJfp_zaPanR95Xk/s72-c/us.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-5332020864715931545</id><published>2015-01-25T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:36:07.717-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="florida"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="key west"/><title type='text'>Thai Life</title><summary type="text"> 
(Key West, FL) — Even though the previous evening was New Year’s Eve, we hadn’t made it to see the ball drop (or, in Key West’s case, the oversized high heel shoe containing a drag queen). So, tonight, we are well rested and hungry for something a bit different. A short walk away from our condo is a harbor offering respite for those who spent all day fishing. Floating alongside one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5332020864715931545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5332020864715931545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2015/01/thai-life.html' title='Thai Life'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bG7itU94N4RwQAm-kdazlWCF40LZcxcqKY3RqLz8cwKngqJD0TGrgiUqnRMrcdyc5Ui8kYMamz1gm_XmwcY3DPD00Gto3qqVuXedkAHNl6ie49PYOd2F6JBCjC8jMhXMk0yNvX8-Aok/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Key West, FL 33040, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>24.5550593 -81.779987099999971</georss:point><georss:box>24.4972903 -81.86066809999997 24.6128283 -81.699306099999973</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-9074774848970236721</id><published>2015-01-18T12:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:37:02.834-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="florida"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="key west"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><title type='text'>Firefly Southern Kitchen</title><summary type="text"> 
(Key West, FL) — The day was...sultry. Hot, anyway. In fact, Key West is much warmer than predicted and certainly more humid. A cold beer out on a deck sounds pretty good for lunch, so we amble down from our rented condo closer to the action on Duval. We’ve heard good things about a place called Firefly Southern Kitchen; the cool, white exterior looks to be a balm against the glaring sun so we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/9074774848970236721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/9074774848970236721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2015/01/firefly-southern-kitchen.html' title='Firefly Southern Kitchen'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiML-YUrMJkOYZImqQhsnw0B8BvZO_6jFYDrByz0IdDKg-PF0dUXadBJsyr67N5cZ-ooAk9C2Op9BEU4eZ5DfUBvM8GxmelMj-x8itrVVEVUdDDCVbFWCIOgghAr54xf-UTOXKy2nn2ta4/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Key West, FL 33040, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>24.5550593 -81.779987099999971</georss:point><georss:box>24.4972903 -81.86066809999997 24.6128283 -81.699306099999973</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-3824001750166486867</id><published>2015-01-11T14:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:37:48.877-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="florida"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="key west"/><title type='text'>Santiago&#39;s Bodega</title><summary type="text"> 
(Key West, FL) — We are in the throes of vacation, having spent a relaxing Christmas with family near Daytona Beach then motoring down the coast until we arrive for a week, just the two of us, in Key West. Shorts, tee shirts, and sandals are the uniform, no matter where you go, no matter where you might have dinner reservations. After a couple days to acclimate to the warmer-than-anticipated </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3824001750166486867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3824001750166486867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2015/01/santiagos-bodega.html' title='Santiago&#39;s Bodega'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4SOejMZzYTkd7gVifDQtoDZU9B-WRdJN68VIFdbLqjjhkltzjWn3LPRaS6P3VjI3l5gXG3SjAVDUmGTnHdSzqbJAVK6nQN-h8X2fF8s0TU7uwfk-2b9p8b-Vl0zmycGWfT1aDpcvITXA/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Key West, FL 33040, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>24.5550593 -81.779987099999971</georss:point><georss:box>24.4972903 -81.86066809999997 24.6128283 -81.699306099999973</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-4618471143229027979</id><published>2014-12-03T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:38:08.178-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indiana"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mishawaka"/><title type='text'>Granite City Food &amp; Brewery</title><summary type="text"> 
(Mishawaka, IN) — It isn’t often we find ourselves with a free weekend. Too frequently, there are projects around the house or friends we’ve neglected for far too long or a myriad other distractions which prevent us from enjoying time, just the two of us. So it’s a bit of a surprise when we wake up one Saturday morning with no immediate obligations. What to do? Well, we need some groceries, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4618471143229027979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4618471143229027979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/12/granite-city-food-brewery.html' title='Granite City Food &amp; Brewery'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghnPsLQP6PD7xDGAvyIbh1WsB9Yh2EgYX8T5JBVfT75G9Bb7GaA27LZVoymYP0sOf4MEp2PK8jRgIDddNDVsRnDFlP62na2yug_NEoBU82Krfm6a_Kd3VTud-kiPqCEr4yTPppYOaLC8U/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Mishawaka, IN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.6619927 -86.158615599999962</georss:point><georss:box>41.5671142 -86.31997709999996 41.7568712 -85.997254099999964</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-14847205189606524</id><published>2014-11-14T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:38:34.015-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="illinois"/><title type='text'>Baffo</title><summary type="text"> 
(Chicago, IL) — Since Eataly Chicago opened last year, they’ve tweaked their format slightly, learning about the whims and predilections of their visitors and making changes in savvy ways. La Carne, for instance, used to house a much bigger space but has been relegated to part of the open-air piazza. Likewise, Baffo had been a dinner only venue but recently started serving lunch. As luck would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/14847205189606524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/14847205189606524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/11/baffo.html' title='Baffo'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTXuazMaPWQJifYGDZUTfH19nX8VxEz1DPw7sj7qB4LLABpMeb4g8tM8DPaLgjVzT7cOAVl5qTn1DDdEBbOwXstLqj7sBSMk-f7k63S4mnIFCRl7UWMhqrvvgd5hQrSqiN0Xo3bQlDsn0/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Chicago, IL, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8781136 -87.629798199999982</georss:point><georss:box>41.4995241 -88.275245199999986 42.256703099999996 -86.984351199999978</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-5729680048355449880</id><published>2014-11-07T15:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:39:58.576-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="newport"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhode island"/><title type='text'>Newport Mansions Wine &amp; Food: Part 1</title><summary type="text">
He Fed:

(Newport, RI) — Over the past six years or so, I’ve had the pleasure of attending many special events in faraway cities and states, courtesy of tagging along with my beautiful wife on her job. All that great food and exotic wine takes its toll, however, and I found myself declining repeat visitations to culinary destinations. I mean, how many times can you eat a spoonful of uni in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5729680048355449880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5729680048355449880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/11/newport-mansions-wine-food-part-1.html' title='Newport Mansions Wine &amp; Food: Part 1'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxKqxo819HhyphenhyphenTwZFIk4sDE2i14Ak-ty10cNIL89dasmU_ZjBBqHro5wZKmvglqsJbyAN2NTWfmZRywC_lPN103k4IzoXuoIrFhTJmk_RrtEoFj_vQrtedDtANC6Op0wz0IQVh9qsGhk7U/s72-c/cheese2.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Newport, RI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.4901024 -71.312828500000023</georss:point><georss:box>41.3949424 -71.474190000000021 41.5852624 -71.151467000000025</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-277248377183401316</id><published>2014-10-17T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:40:19.978-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="providence"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhode island"/><title type='text'>Local 121</title><summary type="text"> 
(Providence, RI) — We’ve settled in to our hotel room after a nice afternoon of strolling through Swan Point Cemetery, where we encountered a cargo van filled with heavy metal enthusiasts and a curious biker at H.P. Lovecraft’s gravesite. There is still some time before dinner; our OpenTable reservations at Local 121 aren’t for a while yet. Perhaps unwisely, we have a drink at the hotel bar, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/277248377183401316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/277248377183401316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/10/local-121.html' title='Local 121'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80YswTuSlTpdaKeqmPZbHIQ-AewbPyizkgNWG3QkrOq_s-PC8Wr-ggwlI-C84Nm4YRfJZU4VEwNLxKNFwSjx5v1aLzgbPRxugFI4hyazQWmIZCw3MqCo7gaLtPV438UmXC8Tw6YD5gA8/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Providence, RI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8239891 -71.412834299999986</georss:point><georss:box>41.7293166 -71.574195799999984 41.9186616 -71.251472799999988</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-2457609328861128866</id><published>2014-10-10T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:40:34.400-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="providence"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rhode island"/><title type='text'>Union Station Brewery</title><summary type="text"> 
(Providence, RI) — It’s our first day in Providence, having landed at the airport without incident and hungry for a bit of lunch after checking into our hotel. Downtown is a short walk away, where Google Maps leads us to an alehouse called John Harvard’s or Union Station Brewery, depending on which website you believe. Nevertheless, we’re curious to see what kind of beer they make in these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2457609328861128866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2457609328861128866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/10/union-station-brewery.html' title='Union Station Brewery'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKg5cHtimn6ujkS7Woxn0H_CzbqB_SqY6WTmFn9tKNf0bsh02NgaSpSRWAEty7GLFfbDUi_Xo5WCpfInoiiDVw_CQHx2CLQUP8s_Om5DpyEvdrFWENwcT903D9vzYDusmY53crwexb9k/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Providence, RI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8239891 -71.412834299999986</georss:point><georss:box>41.7293166 -71.574195799999984 41.9186616 -71.251472799999988</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-2408750412340959259</id><published>2014-10-03T09:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:41:33.816-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="detroit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><title type='text'>Michael Symon&#39;s Roast</title><summary type="text"> 
(Detroit, MI) — We are winging our way to Rhode Island tomorrow and flying out of Detroit. As luck would have it, our brother lives out that way. Is he free for dinner? Miraculously, with his busy schedule, yes! Some sage advice from our friend Vandy points us in the general direction of Michael Symon’s Roast, located downtown. After dodging some rush hour traffic, we arrive and valet park </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2408750412340959259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2408750412340959259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/10/michael-symons-roast.html' title='Michael Symon&#39;s Roast'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-n8K1IhyOpOnxR5heJYxBRbYYvlFcZk_qsSqbtb6IImdnG1vlf0NqUjxVKSlM9LnGmXhD8z7DTY9DdkOYxxbGjXv70uzjeFuagbH7a_Y34WkYQjq24DkmGpTSrh-wNzgEyM4fPnzkEsw/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Detroit, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.331427 -83.0457538</georss:point><georss:box>42.143674499999996 -83.3684773 42.5191795 -82.7230303</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-7677906913809600152</id><published>2014-08-06T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:41:48.416-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grand rapids"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><title type='text'>Osteria Rossa</title><summary type="text"> 
(Grand Rapids, MI) — Even though we no longer live in Grand Rapids, we still keep up with the city’s ebb and flow, relying on our friends to let us know when there’s a new establishment that might pique our interest. So it is with Osteria Rossa, a freshly-opened Italian restaurant downtown. Claiming the “Warmth of the Mitten, Soul of the Boot” it sounds like the perfect place to meet some close</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/7677906913809600152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/7677906913809600152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/08/osteria-rossa.html' title='Osteria Rossa'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVoPM7XOa-Ct-e-Gc3Nt93tFu7Xf283pMJg1nAROTeWbgYHrusgdHs0MmLdIew-CReeFFRJvRghdyUTZDpva6JSXcGeUUiuoNj7cKM6XxBvFSLRGezPFHrfsrMGeB4_zhdviemx4_NCwk/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Grand Rapids, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.9633599 -85.668086300000027</georss:point><georss:box>42.7774209 -85.990809800000022 43.1492989 -85.345362800000032</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-8593049433248733868</id><published>2014-07-25T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:42:48.860-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saint joseph"/><title type='text'>Plank&#39;s Tavern</title><summary type="text"> 
(Saint Joseph, MI) — The Inn at Harbor Shores is a hotel oasis of unrolled, bright green sod near the delta where the Paw Paw River flows into the Saint Joseph River before emptying into Lake Michigan. It’s a well-placed beacon of quality construction that, when you view it from nearby highway 63, entices you to stop for a cool drink at the water’s edge. Thankfully, it also has a full service </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/8593049433248733868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/8593049433248733868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/07/planks-tavern.html' title='Plank&#39;s Tavern'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRaFtcF9mNv2DVGTPStjFukXDW4HF1UK9I45n8Xm30uJwvvfbXCIQ-xIEgSKBjZ1oPHf2IIwFj0VtLTULAUk7cGyViF57L8CTaVkNx50N6niHi6BztRu2oeP3Z32yRof-3qesWROQonGw/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>St. Joseph, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.098056 -86.484167000000014</georss:point><georss:box>42.003797999999996 -86.645528500000012 42.192314 -86.322805500000015</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-5800781468295766280</id><published>2014-07-13T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:43:06.083-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saint joseph"/><title type='text'>Mark III Grille &amp; Bar</title><summary type="text"> 
(Saint Joseph, MI) — Considering our house is still without electricity—after a vicious storm blew through the area, knocking down trees and power lines—we deem it wise to seek sustenance where the food might actually be cooked. A nearby restaurant called Mark III Grille &amp; Bar seems busy most of the time, so we decide to investigate. Ignoring the fact there’s a motel just behind the tavern, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5800781468295766280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5800781468295766280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/07/mark-iii-grille-bar.html' title='Mark III Grille &amp; Bar'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVSGq7RpzIOmpGWZ_fSZ_CL_0fcaeeMVmw6NIODDbzVKXF6RQ_flHgv8dbg87n5LeMQy18SxAEw5oi1zEskotaIrbtjomvvIZRqBfMTkzVkGbhR_bpWZ80-_8lRedu9c7yxbnokRR-fw/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>St. Joseph, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.098056 -86.484167000000014</georss:point><georss:box>42.003797999999996 -86.645528500000012 42.192314 -86.322805500000015</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-5948468363634718069</id><published>2014-06-25T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:43:21.741-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saint joseph"/><title type='text'>LakeHouse by Cravings</title><summary type="text"> 
(Saint Joseph, MI) — Many moons ago, when we were attempting to acclimate to the Saint Joe area, we made the fateful mistake of stopping in for a beer and a bite at a Mexican restaurant that seemed to have it all—bright neon lights, a sprawling deck, and a fantastic view of Lake Michigan. Poor service, inauthentic food, and a lingering spilled cerveza stench sank that experience. Mere months </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5948468363634718069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/5948468363634718069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/06/lakehouse-by-cravings.html' title='LakeHouse by Cravings'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDVe5jw5Gp3TjDAIw2gLFtiPDoXB_GdqpyCDWb6nPxMJnQoNiuoslLpc_gMHGbXOFEQGuvQzYMHYSYkURLZtaqkvbwtSXATmuhN35iTQymSfprpW5NKDJHf0gQ1hoydGTZ6ikWoYaUGw/s72-c/560x315.png" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>St. Joseph, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.0980556 -86.4841667</georss:point><georss:box>42.0037976 -86.6455282 42.192313600000006 -86.3228052</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-3878942126593756769</id><published>2014-06-08T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:43:38.003-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sawyer"/><title type='text'>Fitzgerald&#39;s</title><summary type="text"> 
(Sawyer, MI) — Now that we’re mug club members, our trips to Greenbush Brewing get us to Sawyer quite regularly. Right next door is a small restaurant with the placard reading Fitzgerald’s out front. Throughout the winter, we’ve been past, thinking it was probably one of those Irish pub places and since Greenbush has such good grub, why would we pay much attention? Well, never judge a book, as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3878942126593756769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3878942126593756769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/06/fitzgeralds.html' title='Fitzgerald&#39;s'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSO7zj7S2ZzffR9kVccYYJagGNVlkgKA5-bbHgWK85zPAyHCwD9PUtiqPpcsiNVWchLXT-4QfTyLaOzpkOmTidu9-QPdq5AtMqKWv6-Sfhwc9gPFFpSxBLmVxgl7Z3tnkLW8wbk7WBLc/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Sawyer, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.885503100000008 -86.58983969999997</georss:point><georss:box>41.790944100000011 -86.751201199999969 41.980062100000005 -86.428478199999972</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-2278299799991608891</id><published>2014-05-18T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T08:28:46.439-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="california"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pebble beach"/><title type='text'>@PBFW: My Last Supper, The Next Course</title><summary type="text"> 
(Pebble Beach, CA) — The Seventh Annual Pebble Beach Food &amp; Wine event is winding down. Cookie and SheFed have cavorted through wine seminars, seafood luncheons, and dinners prepared by star chefs. Now, before they can pack their bags, they must attend a final meal. The multi-course feast is based on Melanie Dunea&#39;s book MY LAST SUPPER, THE NEXT COURSE and features a who&#39;s who cavalcade of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2278299799991608891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/2278299799991608891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/05/pbfw-my-last-supper-next-course.html' title='@PBFW: My Last Supper, The Next Course'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRfWlkTVADkAhe7Y3HI78ARwGQ4g1-XeyHtpRaJt2nyz5CgJZD8T4APR-7n401kmGFS7C0qL6_-hptwQ3aTGwc4CMtDPZwAkZFlwlkLo00bImR1K8XEBWjVOB-ZuYfUExnUHWW5PAHBqc/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Pebble Beach, Del Monte Forest, CA 93953, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>36.5663889 -121.94666669999998</georss:point><georss:box>12.597092400000001 -163.25526069999998 60.5356854 -80.638072699999981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-4965296373236574371</id><published>2014-05-07T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T08:28:54.199-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="california"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pebble beach"/><title type='text'>@PBFW: Stars of L.A.</title><summary type="text"> 
(Pebble Beach, CA) — Our good friend Cookie returns to fill in for HeFed, relating her experience joining SheFed on the West Coast for Pebble Beach Food &amp; Wine 2014. After a shaky start at the Masters of the Sea event, the gals get gussied up for an evening meal prepared by the likes of Rory Hermann, Timothy Hollingsworth, Walter Manzke, Ori Menashe, Jon Shook and Michael Voltaggio...  

She </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4965296373236574371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4965296373236574371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/05/pbfw-stars-of-la.html' title='@PBFW: Stars of L.A.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-PTXxpgqWoXKkoBgewiH2SukwkE0kzyFsCa37hHmXsQ5ZG15PJtHVCExyZwXJ_T2-4Zb0Rox-Lhdy9pphWMV8D8cBmx-tYmsXrUG89eUsNCue_7ioMLK10wBt8ldBLv4ZZUB6vUhNFk0/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Pebble Beach, Del Monte Forest, CA 93953, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>36.5663496 -121.9466223</georss:point><georss:box>12.597146600000002 -163.2552163 60.5355526 -80.6380283</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-3572025333203850531</id><published>2014-04-30T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T08:29:03.245-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="california"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pebble beach"/><title type='text'>@PBFW: Masters of the Sea</title><summary type="text"> 
(Pebble Beach, CA) — Despite a brutal winter and lagging springtime, HeFed opted to skip this year&#39;s trek to Pebble Beach and focus on settling in at the new homestead. In his place, the irrepressible Cookie agreed to accompany SheFed to the west coast and experience all that a Food &amp; Wine event has to offer. Two whirlwind days—filled with travel delays, In-n-Out Burger, and an 18 hole scramble</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3572025333203850531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3572025333203850531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/04/pbfw-masters-of-sea.html' title='@PBFW: Masters of the Sea'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvr9b8dM15SSk0KxHQDvNRgo026g8JNSzHx8SJBFkCRVQqzvlN91cBRHC5H4ghTveXoBKYNhpwaDYXuXISv5oxNSoXrLqEtUmwU_b4KLT3SLVKlyAmAQyNosGsoWvbBp2ovL4LjECADg/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Pebble Beach, Del Monte Forest, CA 93953, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>36.5663496 -121.9466223</georss:point><georss:box>12.597039100000003 -163.2552163 60.5356601 -80.6380283</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-4655664399495498446</id><published>2014-04-17T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:44:36.916-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saint joseph"/><title type='text'>Silver Beach Pizza</title><summary type="text"> 
(Saint Joseph, MI) — After a long weekend of birthday debauchery in Chicago, we’re both looking forward to getting home and settling in to normal life again. Our train is due to arrive back in West Michigan right around dinner time. So, where to eat? Luckily the train station in Saint Joseph is also home to a local favorite: Silver Beach Pizza...  

 He Fed:

Even bad pizza is good pizza. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4655664399495498446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/4655664399495498446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/04/silver-beach-pizza.html' title='Silver Beach Pizza'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu77LOzX78OMiji9cA1dpwEMrdtXYH4CSYAH__F0ySxkj8T5rr_BBoP_-dcolfC8WBcf-BqUVw-n9q0tDAN-BbmBaPbRnBwLDcze3NwwsCdoP-qcpk5tTti9wMwpAJZ-4DS23AkslozFw/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>St. Joseph, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.0980556 -86.4841667</georss:point><georss:box>42.0037976 -86.6455282 42.192313600000006 -86.3228052</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-128113352936934505</id><published>2014-04-03T05:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:44:51.794-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="illinois"/><title type='text'>Beatrix</title><summary type="text"> 
(Chicago, IL) — It’s inevitable: all good things must come to an end. And so it is, our trip to Chicago celebrating HeFed’s birthday wraps up with a walk down the block from our hotel for a brunch at Beatrix. Which, as it happens, is connected the another hotel, Aloft. The throngs of young folk jostling through the lobby and into the busy open air restaurant give us pause, but only for a moment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/128113352936934505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/128113352936934505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/04/beatrix.html' title='Beatrix'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0_iN9oSzg67Af3KBNbwyN2NPPqfbg5cfiJRNalYJDptqbyDU1EYDYYTzjLaLSFsN162FTiBL8yIxA-14FQr64Izte-fvvRUsARFPrxT3oEWtG_U_T1o-Do0DGVEvkp81Oil60iiohZo/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Chicago, IL, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8781136 -87.629798199999982</georss:point><georss:box>41.4995241 -88.275245199999986 42.256703099999996 -86.984351199999978</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-7622278860417418853</id><published>2014-03-18T07:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:45:05.749-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="illinois"/><title type='text'>Graham Elliot Bistro</title><summary type="text"> 
(Chicago, IL) — Whenever we’re out of town, visiting a new or old favorite city, there’s a certain pattern that emerges wherein we become enamored of a lunch restaurant and end up spending too much time there. As a result, we often ruin the chances for our dinner plans. On this Saturday in Chicago, we enjoy a long visit to Eataly, soaking up the suds in Birreria then splitting an amazing ribeye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/7622278860417418853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/7622278860417418853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/03/graham-elliot-bistro.html' title='Graham Elliot Bistro'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbB_prnHqHiKwcu7gAU2xE97Bn7lEPwe38-xnZxdMaXK1pWwbxOXNjV3QOC1Cw_5mcF8Z_DM3WlvK85KpsTBbF-bCBRLjFqfo8vlQ0DS73dXN1n0Kjl3TtIjsKM06Ls5aPeFcZgwCzC8/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Chicago, IL, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8781136 -87.629798199999982</georss:point><georss:box>41.4995241 -88.275245199999986 42.256703099999996 -86.984351199999978</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-9738427114355870</id><published>2014-03-09T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:45:23.092-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicago"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="illinois"/><title type='text'>La Madia</title><summary type="text"> 
(Chicago, IL) — It’s HeFed’s birthday weekend! After months of depressing cold, snow, wind and sketchy commutes, it’s finally time to kick back and enjoy a long weekend in Chicago. Luckily, the weather decides to cooperate. We train it into the city, then cab it to the hotel before scooting off to Purple Pig for a decadent lunch. The sun is shining afterward, so we stroll around and do some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/9738427114355870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/9738427114355870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/03/la-madia.html' title='La Madia'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik918sKWch7nPR71aB9tVqgF1vJycvlMfCAvzzwROPa4qBolfBltdLRp4yy35NLS6Wonjr5Lhkx4BMNKBDKP1wjbO2xwPBCSCeplLDFDpXJRtFTh7_J_KSWku7IJtWu-cPuap37q2AR04/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Chicago, IL, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>41.8781136 -87.629798199999982</georss:point><georss:box>41.4995241 -88.275245199999986 42.256703099999996 -86.984351199999978</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-565210995254210722</id><published>2014-03-02T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:45:37.951-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="douglas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><title type='text'>Saugatuck Brewing Company</title><summary type="text"> 
(Douglas, MI) — If we’re going on vacation, we’ll plan out our meals well in advance (usually via OpenTable) but if we’re sticking around, we often will decide our next adventure mere days—or hours!—ahead of time. A couple months ago, though, our good friend Joel reached out to let us know he’d be competing in a bike race in Saugatuck and would we like to meet him and his wife, Delia, for lunch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/565210995254210722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/565210995254210722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/03/saugatuck-brewing-company.html' title='Saugatuck Brewing Company'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk2XpNTmBkTjS2cPu5y0m2YXGfHVBF6CA_WC5YdVSTdyG1crDaC4a2epBkn7BRPvEDnnhIaAoFyEzBjL8wBni2dJ5kPOb_5adEpam_YoHp5uEEGiwYKtVnrWkNshkWeBAaRyL2qwDsKI0/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Douglas, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.6433583 -86.20059329999998</georss:point><georss:box>42.6199968 -86.240933799999979 42.6667198 -86.160252799999981</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-3246589583160134832</id><published>2014-02-15T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T07:45:56.575-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="benton harbor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="michigan"/><title type='text'>Cravings</title><summary type="text"> 
(Benton Harbor, MI) — We’re running errands, sliding along the winter streets in the snow-choked city, when the inevitable occurs: Hangry Attack! You know, when you get suddenly hungry because you forgot to eat a nourishing breakfast, and a rage comes over you. If you don’t put something in your tummy soon, you’re going to scream, “It’s clobberin’ time!!!” Thankfully, we spy a sign for Cravings</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3246589583160134832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/3246589583160134832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/02/cravings.html' title='Cravings'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj92gE4iXqXl5GceikI3QTzGH6uYK_wj_JXslV8sDrZ7D7a5WX1NAueua8gpIJYrCqIzuOcaQtQoSt06j-KcDTFXi_zzU0QiZ4WrhP10CaPu2ebPrlrinNogFglmN2BrOs3D5SGK6lSVCU/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><georss:featurename>Benton Harbor, MI, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.1167065 -86.454189400000018</georss:point><georss:box>42.069593 -86.534870400000017 42.16382 -86.37350840000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377862018394817520.post-6083735510655555770</id><published>2014-02-11T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-01-25T08:28:13.026-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><title type='text'>@HOME: Pad See Yew</title><summary type="text"> 
Every once in a great while, we get tired of ingesting restaurant food, no matter how haute cuisine it may be. This too-long winter all but encourages us to stay home and prepare dinner. Both of us really like Thai food, so Juliet pores over different cookbooks and magazines until she’s found an enticing recipe from Food &amp; Wine for Mai Pham’s Pad See Yew. With a few SheFed tweaks, street food </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/6083735510655555770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2377862018394817520/posts/default/6083735510655555770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.hefedshefed.com/2014/02/home-pad-see-yew.html' title='@HOME: Pad See Yew'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4A-RuHZOQPNerDpi-PBqY2EaAL0yRdFVBu-QFMc35fNOYrdfcFQMv-C6RA8GP5HNcGSr7n1QhCkymIyU6JgDtWg9besCiZh_iRQwOLPZ8UCNiuArUjn1zuHU1KZJ8Z3hyfNHgI2-6WCA/s72-c/560x315.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry></feed>