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...Felipe’s eaters have come to know and love. b. good, by contrast, is more health-conscious. “We want to take traditional fast food and make it a little bit better and healthier,” says Olinto. That means baked fries, lean meat, and whole-wheat buns. You pay more for the privilege. At b. good, a typical check will run $8, but only $5 at Flat Patties. For Steven T. Cupps ’09 and Evan J. O’Brien ’09, that is the bottom line...
...drive diners away, mad-cow disease and a backlash against fast food just about wiped hamburgers off London menus. But rejoice, burger lovers: the humble patty on a bun is experiencing a renaissance. Three stylish but casual premium-burger chains are challenging fast-food competitors with better bread and meat that goes beyond beef to free-range chicken or lamb. These 21st century joints prepare their own patties, grill them while you wait, and serve them on fresh rolls with a side of chunky homemade fries. You can even top off your meal with an American-style milkshake. The bill...
...just doing some kind of Calvinist delayed-gratification guilt-trip principle by going to these things? Why am I still compelled, despite your rational logic? What sort of beast am I? Henry: Beasts of burden. That’s right, draft animals, kosher hunks of meat with cloven hooves and mouthfuls of cud. Together we are herded underground, into dark, crowded bars, to await the slaughter of the opening act, dreaming of DMB popping out and doing a 50-minute jam on “Tripping Billies.”“That One Show?...
...into it. I chewed it. I closed my eyes, and thought, ‘Does this taste like what human flesh would taste like?’” According to Nuckols, it did. Since an early age, Nuckols has been fascinated with the idea of sampling human meat, and he believes that most are as well. “I suspect there is an inner cannibal within us all,” he says. FM decided to investigate this theory by conducting a Hufu taste test. The Cabot Dining Hall chefs volunteered to sautee?...
...When I was a teen-stumbling through the very obsessions, betrayals and disappointments that were the meat of the Four Seasons', er, oeuvre-I liked their songs but didn't dwell on them. It wasn't till a decade or so ago, when we were vacationing on the Caribbean island of St. Martin (whence I write this), that a Seasons tribute group did an evening of their songs. The stuff sounded richer, more mature, worth cherishing beyond its nostalgia value...