As a fitting way to start The Golden Dish and its new life under my own banner, I think that this is the time to clear the air once and for all about The Honey Paw brouhaha. Sometimes it’s best to let the dead rest in peace rather than opening up old wounds. But this was such an extraordinary event—both personally and professionally—that I’d like to have the last word.

The art of dining with civility in big city restaurants

I wasn’t particularly happy with the coverage that my former press lord, The Portland Press Herald, published concerning Read more…