About twenty years or so ago you couldn’t really get a decent Italian dinner in this town. Can you now? More on that later perhaps. In Detroit, if you had a mad craving for linguine alla vongole it was Mario’s, or Giovanni’s, or bust. Don’t even get me started on Mario’s. I love the place, in a…
“Objectivity must prevail, carrying us above mere notions of ardor or antipathy, whose ideas are instilled or forced upon us by tribe or circumstance.” Roland Barthes perhaps? No, this was the stuff of our conversation with all manner of young women back in the heady university days of our youth, stuff that occasionally rings true today.…