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My Nashville Roast Beef Beef

Lunch Matters is proud to announce that I have discovered an idea hitherto unconsidered in all the history of the world, an idea which should make me famous and—if my pending deal to brand novelty t-shirts goes through—quite wealthy. Put … Continue reading

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Breakfast Fast Fast

I’m writing this in the Baltimore airport, home of that fly flyboy Arby’s, but to my left is not roast beef. Rather, I have carried with me a sandwich fragment, as precious and slight as a few lines of Sappho, … Continue reading

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Double Terrible News

I’m sorry to report that the Nashville barbecue I championed last week—Dee’s Q on Riverside Drive—has closed. Its owner and pitmaster, Reggie Crowder, died in February of a heart attack, leaving his daughter and wife to carry on, a task … Continue reading

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Jitter Christmas

I ran some kind of analytic on my Twitter account last month, and discovered that the three words I use most are: Chicken Sandwich Coffee This was not surprising, but slightly frightening, and left me worried both at how much … Continue reading

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Hotter, Battered, Fresher, Stronger

Apologies for recent radio silence. Actual school work, as well as my friends’ surprising sense of entitlement that I sometimes spend time with them, has intervened. No matter—I’ve returned, and I’m scheming. In honor of the 40th anniversary of the … Continue reading

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Cheeseburger! (Part I)

When I was in middle school, a family friend told me a story of youthful exuberance and cheeseburgers, and it made an impression that has proved indelible. The friend was Dave, a sixteen year old, and the story was the … Continue reading

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Eating In Houses

The internship over, I’ve gone home for two weeks, and I feel a bit like a submarine just pulled into port. I’ve spent months on strict rationing, keeping a constant agonized watch on my dwindling supplies of apples and milk, … Continue reading

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