Old-school hog farming makes a comeback, thanks to some fine swine from Frankenstein.
In Texas, restitution for victims is nothing but a state-sanctioned sham.
If you thought Seattle couldn't fetishize coffee any more, you haven't been to a "cupping" yet.
You can taste a good portion of that at Buenos Aires Pizzeria. On the back of the menu, a line describes the tango as "a dance of intimate separation and common rhythm, combining both an elegant reserve and an exuberant passion." That holds for the food, too. It's all about pizza and pasta, gelato and Cuban sandwiches and Nazis dancing the tango.
So when you get right down to it, I knew Buenos Aires pretty well after all.