Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

“This dish tastes like my ass,” I said mid-bite. “No, no, no, in a really good way! It’s like cellulite on a plate, all soft and oozy, and totally worth it.” For the rest of the night, we referred to…

I realize of course that it’s asking a lot. To click on something daily, which isn’t even like an ad that helps support this site. But I need help! Please click here daily to vote for Greek Tragedy. I never…

 
I’ve been to Atlanta, but never Savannah. I wanted to name Abigail Savannah, call her Savvy for short. But Phil refused, insisting it was a stripper name. I also wanted to give her the middle name Brave, but again,…

It’s the Kevin Bacon of Italian cities: Florence.
I’ve never spent a semester living there, mind you, but I’ve been three times, each time even more obsessed with finding a proper hole-in-the-wall "where the locals go" foodie haven. That said,…

It’s so odd to me. Here I am in ridiculously beautiful Beverly Hills, staying with a gorgeous, hospitable, and absurdly endearing couple (think dimples and a swagger), and I can’t help but think of my Straight Up and Dirty life.…

Since I’m a New Yorker living in Austin, I’m finding that a lot of people have been emailing, asking where I’d go if I were them, while here in Austin for SXSW. So here’s my list of hits:
Best places…

 
Tuna TarTar on thin rice crisps
Mini Cuban sandwiches
Crab salad in cocktail tomatoes
Goat cheese roasted red pepper tartlets
Grilled pear on mini waffles with chevre
Pulled pork on waffles with granny smith apple
Something with a mixture…

More of my “Dude Ranch” photos >>
Yesterday we drove to Lockhart, the BBQ Capital of Texas, to taste-test some meat sundaes. They weren’t real meat sundaes the way they’re done in Montana, with a pile of “moist” brisket as…