feed me kc

Here’s a tip: If you’ve ever considered stalking me, you have a really good chance of finding me at the Thai Place in Westport on a Monday night. That’s when the Thai place (so cleverly named for what we would have called it in the early 90s, anyway) serves up a menu of about 10 [...]

I hope I’m never slaughtered, roasted, and served in celebration. But if that’s how things play out, I have to insist that my bronzed, apple-stuffed pate sit perched in the middle of the feast, so I can peer around the room and shoot Maraschino cherry daggers at all the long-weekend, wine-guzzling gluttons luxuriating in my [...]