Yeah, yeah, I know. The 16th letter of the Greek alphabet is pronounced "pee," not "pie." To say otherwise is to sound like an uncouth American. Or worse yet, like a Brit pronouncing "tortilla." But I'm going to let it go today because a) we all need a totally contrived holiday, and b) nobody wants... Continue Reading →

If the Wolfsong Diner ever gets a jukebox, it will be filled with recordings from "Mister Golden Hands" Eugen Cicero, a Romanian classical/jazz pianist who is absolutely amazing. How is it that I've never heard of this guy? According to his Wikipedia page (and various other sources), Cicero was born in Vad, Romania in 1940.... Continue Reading →

When I was a graduate student, I went to a scientific conference in Santa Fe, New Mexico and hung out with a posse of grad students from the UK. One was a young English gentleman in the RAF who regaled us with stories of his randy exploits, daring feats, and improper manners, including once greeting... Continue Reading →

Is there a better way to review vegan restaurants? I published this article over a year ago in Medium. Just some conversation, now that we all have been re-entering restaurants. I am done with black bean burgers. Over. Finished. Kaput. Sure, early on in my vegetarian life, finding a black bean burger in a standard... Continue Reading →

Just a bit of conversation at the diner... Tomorrow I am going to donate platelets at Versiti, an organization that is a “fusion of donors, scientific curiosity, and precision medicine” in the Midwest. Versiti covers blood donation, organ and tissue donation, diagnostic services, and research at the Blood Research Institute. Tomorrow’s platelet donation will be... Continue Reading →