Internet Slow Down

Over the past 16 years that I’ve monitored traffic statistics on this blog, I’ve learned several things: 1. People have a hard time getting their brains back to work on Mondays, so they use the Internet to procrastinate for a while. 2. People use their summers for good stuff, like vacations, and unplug. 3. People are too busy to look at the Internet between mid-December and January 2nd. 4. But after January 2, they’re back looking at their screens.

Online writers, like myself, and editors are probably the ones that look at unplugged time as bad things. We demand your eyeballs! I had an article accepted in late December, but everyone decided to hold it until January 2. I have to do some serious cuts on it before then, so I should get in a couple of hours this morning.

Then I have to prep the kitchen for more cooking, because friends are stopping by. We’re doing a super casual dinner with Steve, my mom, and I all making something different at the same time. Short ribs and polenta are on the menu, along with lots of other little stuff. I can’t get too loaded, because I’m running a 5K tomorrow morning at 11am.

Here are some things that we’ve been talking about IRL:

Obama’s best of books, movies and TV shows of 2019. While I was watching Fleabag, I kept thinking, “I’m going to have watch this all for a second time.” It was THAT good. We’re in the midst of Watchmen and loving it. We also enjoyed: Working Moms, Game of Thrones, Schitt’s Creek, The Crown, and Russian Doll.

The crazy dude who stabbed people at the Rabbi’s house in Monsey is a big topic here, because we live about twenty minutes from Monsey. My brother, who is a local reporter, spends a lot of time covering similar communities in the area. Anti-semitism is disgusting and should be called out with equal vigor as other forms of prejudice.

Check out the house where Harry and Megan spent the holidays.

What are you all doing for New Year’s Eve?

No Reservations

Anthony-bourdain-no-reservations2 Summer time TV is deadly. Soccer's done. There's the dance show, but it's sucking badly this season without the crazy Mary Murphy. The only thing on my DVR is Tony Bourdain's No Reservations.

I've long been a fan of Bourdain. Kitchen
Confidential
was a fun read about kitchen culture, which laid the foundation for all those cooking competition shows. There would be no Hell's Kitchen without Kitchen Confidential. The Food Network should send him royalty checks.

No Reservations showcases Bourdain's ability to swallow just about anything without triggering the gag reflex. It enables him keep spouting his purple prose about bone marrow and fish heads. You don't always walk away from the show with a hankering for a light meal of live octopus, but you do get carried up in his enthusiasm for food and drink. He has a lust for life. For traveling the corners of the world to get drunk with strangers and for find something extraordinary in a food cart in Denver.

It's good to find one show on TV that captures the real spirit of adventure, especially in a time of pseudo-reality shows and laugh-less sitcoms.