If Bradbury’s descriptions are even half deserving, why haven’t I seen this on a menu?
“Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered.”
Hmm, the folks at World-Delicacies.com have disconnected their phone and taken down their website. The ginormous gourmet-food retail outlet near the Galleria, opened last year and was 25,000 square-feet of yumminess. (Did I really type that?) The quality was high; the prices were low. Carlos Pippa, if you’re out there, call me and let me if you are going to have a warehouse sale. Jeez, first no place to dance, now no place to get 100-year-old Balsamic vinegar. What’s next? OH, NO!
I knew the Adam’s Mark had morphed into a Sheraton. I even knew Adam’s Mark execuchef Uwe Rudnick, one of the nicest chefs in the biz, had fled north to the Intercontinental Hotel in Addison. However, I did not know that the Chaparral Club is officially closed. That makes me sad. I learned how to dance standing on top of my father’s feet as he moved along the parquet floor at the Chaparral Club. Up until a month or so ago, it was still one of the top spots to dine and dance as the lights of the Dallas skyline twinkled at your feet. Hmm. Dinner and dancing cannot go away, folks. There is still Nana, but where else can a gal trip the lights? I think I’m going to go into Timmy’s office and roll up into a fetal position on his couch and cry.
A Disher with a hankering for your coconut pie would love it if you would share your secret recipe with us. Please?
Bistro Nous is nous more. Closed yesterday.
The good folks at TJ’s Market have a boatload of live soft shell crabs in their cases. It’s a short three-week season so hurry. You don’t have to do anything but pay for them ($7.99 to $9.99 each) and they’ll clean and prepare them for you. Plus, they have tips on cooking them and a couple of delish sounding recipes. Preston Forest. 214-691-2369.
TK stands for many things. It’s a symbol on the NYSE for a company that provides marine services for liquefied gas and it’s the name of a vulgar rap (not wrap) singer. More importantly, it’s a little dealie we use around our office a lot. Our pals at Media Bistro describe it thusly:
TK: A place marker used in drafts of an article to indicate missing information. It’s short for tokum, which is the intentional misspelling of “to come,” as in “more info to come.”
Timmy uses it all the time in his work. Like he’ll turn in something that reads like this: “Jessica Simpson was spotted at TK before she headed over to TK and TK with TK.” Once he turns his copy in, it moves over to a fact checker who fills in the TKs by doing the actual reporting on the story. Nice, eh? Anywhoo, I explain all of this because I am compiling a list of options for mommies who deserve a break and a good meal come May 11. The list is TK. Like tomorrow. Or whenever the interns get finished with Timmy’s copy. If you have a favorite, feel free to pass it along.