Acme Mother’s Day and Winemaker Dinner 5/6
5/2 Greetings from Carrboro, We’ve gotten some serious push back from the Receptionist Union. Serious. Then a phalanx of Wal-Mart greeters threatened to picket. Cheerfully. And even that formidable blue menace didn’t shake our resolve. No way. The staff at Acme is valiantly standing our ground. If this is the hill we [...]
Week @ Acme 3/27
3/27/12 Greetings from Carrboro, My father grew up in Cincinnati going to Reds baseball games. And he swore up and down that he was in his teens before he realized that the last two words of the national anthem were not “Play Ball!” For any and everyone, certain things just seem to go [...]
Week @ Acme 3/7
3/7 Greetings from Carrboro, The first “professional” wine tasting that I ever went to was in an apartment over Cliff’s Meat Market. Easily 20+ years ago. The stairs squeaked terribly. Certain steps were even marked with duct tape to avoid so as not to fall through. It was a warm Spring night. Late [...]
Weekend @ Acme 2/24
2/24 Greetings from Carrboro, The patio is open! February is the new March! Exclamation points are the new periods! (For those of you playing along at home, if I ever venture so far as an emoticon, euthanasia may be called for.) But, hey, there is shad roe – Shad Roe! – in the [...]
Week @ Acme 2/16
2/16 Greetings from Carrboro, Internships are nothing new in restaurants. You’ve seen Ratatouille, right? Nowadays, all the cool people say stage (pronounced staj) to make their apprenticeships sound fancy. Face it: there’s nothing quite like a French-sounding word to make the culinary world genuflect. And, honestly, what would you choose to order from a [...]
Weekend @ Acme 1/20
1/20 Greetings from Carrboro, Lord, the faces I must have made. Year after year. Every single time that I tried one. For my father, the whole thing was a time-honored rite of passage. He was sure the path to manhood was paved with polishing shoes, holding doors for women, and eating oysters on [...]
Week @ Acme 1/5
1/5/12 Greetings from Carrboro, There’s nothing quite like a looming apocalypse to quash ambitious New Year’s resolutions. I’m not sure if this end-of-days involves volcanoes, flaming meteors and general geological mayhem or if this is the type where the chosen get whooshed naked to paradise leaving the rest of the clothed masses [...]
Week @ Acme 1/5
1/5/12 Greetings from Carrboro, There’s nothing quite like a looming apocalypse to quash ambitious New Year’s resolutions. I’m not sure if this end-of-days involves volcanoes, flaming meteors and general geological mayhem or if this is the type where the chosen get whooshed naked to paradise leaving the rest of the clothed masses to feel [...]
Week at Acme 12/20
12/20 Greetings from Carrboro, I really hadn’t planned to buy my mother water skis. Or that zebra print nose-hair trimmer. Because I realize now, as presents go, they don’t really say “Merry Christmas” as much as “your son needs serious therapy. Again.” Which is not such a heartwarming yuletide meditation. But they were [...]
Weekend @ Acme 12/6 & Champagne DInner 12/19
12/6 Greetings from Carrboro, It really doesn’t make any sense. At all. Look at the rest of the world. France has Champagne and crémant. Spain has cava. And Italy has prosecco. Sounds lovely, right? And classy. Festive, even. So what did the great American marketing machine contrive for our bubbly drinking pleasure? Cold [...]
