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February 13

My apologies for the extended silence. It’s not like I haven’t been going to fascinating meals; I just haven’t had time to write about them. I’m late for another one now, in fact, but rather than leave you hanging, I’d like to talk briefly about you.
It’s bad literary form to talk to you, dear reader, as if there were more than one of you, as if this were not a one-on-one conversation with an intimate. But sometimes it’s desirable to break the rules, and slavery to consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.
Besides, this blog is really a complex conversation, because although if you read this regularly you know a lot about me, I know a fair amount about you even if you don’t write comments very often.
I know that, although some of you visit Food Writer’s Diary just about every day (thank you), and even more of you have this web address bookmarked in your browser, many of you — on most days a majority — land on my blog due to searches, mostly on Google.
I even know what words were used in those searches, although what you actually were looking for more often than not remains a mystery.
Perhaps my favorite of all time was Kenny Lao gay dumpling
although foie gras garbage was pretty excellent, too.
Below are some others.
As a disclaimer, let me point out that my listing of these keyword combinations in no way is an endorsement of them or acknowledgement that word combinations like bobby flay cokehead and michael psilakis, rude are in any way based on fact. Michael Psilakis seems extremely nice to me and I have no reason to think that Bobby Flay is a cokehead.
Let me also point out that, although I know what searches brought you here, I don’t know who you are (but am nonetheless glad that you stayed) and so even when I do understand what you’re looking for (such as when someone came to this blog from the search food area has gnats should we close down), and I know the answer, and that if you look for it here you will be disappointed, I have no real way of replying to you (In the case I just mentioned I'm not sure of the answer as I think gnats are harmless, but they probably are classified by your local health department as vermin anyway).
So, if you really want to ask, just ask. Write it in a comment window, or e-mail me at bthorn@nrn.com.

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