In hundreds of trips to In-N-Out, from those childhood visits courtesy of my grandmother, who would pick up me and my brother...

There is no food in the world I love more than The Crab Cooker's lobster, threaded onto a skewer, brushed with butter and spices...

Three times I had been to Pommes Frites: on a trip to NYC in 2006; when Elizabeth and I were here in 2010 for her sister's w...

On the surface, the idea of cornstarch-battered fried shrimp tossed in a sauce of ketchup, sugar, garlic, vinegar, and ginger is not s...

When I wrote about these a couple of years ago, I titled the post "A Somewhat Irrational Love Affair," because I am perfectly ...