BYOB
BYOB 3/28/11
And this happy anniversary celebration just landed in the e-mail box…

And this happy anniversary celebration just landed in the e-mail box…

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RT @MrMichaelWinner: g'moorning, sunny here gong to Bar boulud for lunch with important exec
RT @mfrushmore: Tonight's Academy doc panel: Michael Moore said when NYFF called for a print of Roger & Me, WB had 3, none in good shape.
RT @marklisanti: RT @TheRock: Just watched DRIVE. Helluva film. Great performances. Good to see Gosling as a bad ass. #HighlyRecommend
DP: I used to enjoy Inside The Actors Studio. Just watched Brad Pitt on it... felt bad for him. It was so intensely simplistic and he is so not
DP: Q:What's the biggest misconception of you? A: That I will answer a specific question directly. (aside from Ron Paul) #gopdebate
“I’m disappointed that I wasn’t able to convince the people that it was in their own interest to modify the way in which the business ran, so as to be profitable. I [attempted] to create at The Tribune the same kind of collegial environment that’s been so successful in everything else we’ve done. But it takes two to tango. In my experience, newspaper people are at least as greedy as anybody else and any perception to the contrary is perpetuated by the media itself.”
~ What Sam Zell Believes About His Tenure With The Tribune Company
“I was never let down by the hot dogs, bought from Chicago’s irreplaceable Vienna Beef, which were split down the middle, griddled and laid in a toasted potato bun with or without the classic Chicago garnishes. Better yet is the Bird Dog, a smoked chicken and apple bratwurst from Usinger’s of Milwaukee How the burger could change lives I never divined, but on occasion it was magnificent, as beefy and flavorful as the outer quarter-inch of a Peter Luger porterhouse. More often, though, the meat was cooked to the color of wet newsprint, inside and out, and salted so meekly that eating it was as satisfying as hearing a friend talk about a burger his cousin ate.”
~ Critical Eating: NYTimes Resto Critic Pete Wells Makes A Mouthful Of Shake Shack
