Failure has a stench all its own. It smells like fear … and shame. I may have been conveniently removed from the burning wreckage inspired by last week\’s experiment, happily narcotized in a pressurized cabin on its way to Manila, but the odor followed me just the same.
It says something when the comments about a show (on my blog and on the message boards) were smarter, more thoughtful and insightful than the show itself.
The People Have Spoken.
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No. It\’s not a new series.
And no. I\’m not suffering from some kind of weird, late-in-life, delusional Arsenio-esque urges . Monday night\’s AT THE TABLE thing is a one-off (or maybe a two or three-off) idea where I get to sit down, talk about a lot of pretty obscure, insider food and travel-related issues with some opinionated friends–and at the same time–eat for free at a restaurant I respect and find intensely interesting. We may repeat may do a couple more down the road–locally based and with local chefs and guests in other cities, but this does not signify some strange new direction.
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