Entertainment Columns
Puffed-rice sources — for Toni Kouba — are popping out of my in-box.
It has been both a sad and exciting year for Las Vegas restaurants.
You know the burger’s gone uptown when the fast-food chains start duking it out over who’s got the bigger, better, juicier — Black Angus! — version of this iconic food that holds a rightfully exalted place in the American culinary pantheon.
Grapples — apples that taste like grapes — are indeed available in local stores, readers assure Jean Lappin, although she may want to wait a while to get the best of the crop.
Heidi’s Picks is a weekly selection of restaurant suggestions from Review-Journal critic Heidi Knapp Rinella. Her reviews are done anonymously at Review-Journal expense.
I discovered the Florida Cafe not long after I moved here, and as a Florida transplant I loved it immediately. Not because its name reminded me of the Sunshine State, but because it served Cuban food, and great Cuban food at that.
I still remember the first tamale I ate as a child, back before authentic Mexican food reached the little corner of the white-bread world where I grew up.
Some might quail at the idea of eating quail (sorry!) but it’s a delectable little bird, and one that reader Bob Matzke is trying to find, either fresh or frozen.
