Boston/Cambridge storyteller and street performer for decades.

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Bucatini, which is essentially spaghetti with a hole in the center, is the traditional pasta used. I won’t pay four times the cost of spaghetti to be a pasta shape purist.

This tasted great. I used the Lee Bros. recipe. It’s not the most eye-appealing food though, especially after a night of drinking.

Colombian chicken and potato soup. I have consumed two exports from Colombia in my life and enjoyed both greatly.

Eastern European condiment made from roasted red peppers, eggplant, garlic, oil and (sometimes) with hot peppers. $2-3 bucks a jar.. Great with feta and olives in a pita for a instant exotic meal.

A few clever directorial touches here and there, but the acting was crappy, and the structure reminded me of old HS filmstrips. This is what bugged me most: why would a movie about broad sexual deviance—unrated version at that—make you wait an hour for a single brief glimpse of tits?

The taste of malt liquor won’t win accolades from snobs, but hell, it’s palatable enough, and the 40 oz. bottle is a near perfect dosage delivery vehicle. Getting a buzz is the idea in the first place. Nothing beats a relaxed experience that doesn’t have to strain for adjectives to describe it.

If you’re so fussy and refined, tell me you never ate junk food in the past year.

I know this film is a critic’s darling, and I have a crush on Gong Li, but I can’t get through the tedium.

Go to Woodman’s in Essex, Mass., the birthplace of the fried clam.

Not worth the bother of reading a whole book of earnest college admission essay prose. Inspiration, epiphanies, and magnificent obsessions cannot be reduced to formula. If you experience them, you’ll either know or fear them, act on them or not. Just remember to expand or deepen your experience.