Where are they now?

could be, but what are the odds there are two people who write in the same exact style:

  1. capitalizes every ingredient
  2. long, wordy titles for his [Thoughts + Pics]
  3. goes on food “journeys” with “dear friends”
  4. “piping hot” or don’t serve it at all
  5. “legendary”
  6. “taking a bite”
  7. loves langer’s chopped egg & chopped liver sandwich
  8. will never post a picture with his hands or his reflection in the shot

also take a look at the comments section, they all follow the same pattern:

Hi random commenter,

"Thanks :slight_smile: " “yah”

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I take a bite

It’s just SO good! (^_^)

The only regret that entered my mind was how I had missed out on Langer’s for so many years (despite growing up in So Cal, I never made it out to Langer’s until a few years ago). :slight_smile: This tender, Sugar-Cured Corned Beef that’s then smoked for hours is perfectly complemented by the fantastic Rye Bread (made by Bea’s Bakery, and finished in the ovens here at Langer’s). It’s a soft, pillowy Rye, fragrant and lightly tart, with a crunchy crust.

I’ve never had Poutine before, but after seeing what happened to my dear friend Noah, I had a morbid curiosity to see what this dish was like. (^_~) Animal’s Poutine consists of French Fries covered in Oxtail Gravy and Vermont Cheddar and thankfully looks a bit better than what I saw on Canada Day. :slight_smile:

As I look back at the events that have transpired that have led me to this point, I can only close my eyes and weep bitter tears of sorrow. This is the final account of yet another utterly stupid and foolish journey in search of a great dish, this time, the perfect Roast Chicken.

During my 1st visit, I brought along a dear friend (who also happened to be one of the most jaded and critical Hounds I know :P). After the wonderful plating, with absolutely spot-on service, I took a bite of the Chicken Breast without any of the Sauce Albufera:

That was the sole reason for my 7th visit to Marche Moderne, which felt even more fortuitous since my dear friends from Paris and Provence were back in town and I had wrangled them to come along and see how the dishes compared to back home. :slight_smile:

But sometimes we’re reminded of just how lucky we have it - chatting with a dear friend (who lives outside of California) and learning that they have to drive over an hour just to find a Japanese restaurant to eat at**(!)**

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