Ben Widlanski

Fri, Oct 6, 2006, 12:00am

Did I miss a memo? When did an opinion (any opinion) become so revolting and odious that the only option available to highly erudite Columbia students is to shout and drown out the voices of opposition?

Wed, Mar 24, 2004, 12:00am

Before last week, I had never ventured across the Atlantic Ocean to the continent from whence my ancestors departed. My impressions of Europeans were formed mostly by Fox News, James Bond movies, and the occasional expatriate I had met while in my cups.

Wed, Feb 25, 2004, 12:00am

I have battled giant tuna off the coast of New Jersey, and I have angled for twelve-pound crappies in the backwoods of Indiana. I have ice-fished on a frozen Maine pond, and I have seen majestic blue marlin soar into the air, only to crash down into the surf and disappear forever.

Wed, Feb 4, 2004, 12:00am

Radio Perfecto is neither a radio nor perfect.

Fri, Jan 30, 2004, 12:00am

If you are like me--and you probably are--then you have woken up at least once in a strange and unfamiliar corner of Manhattan.

Mon, Nov 24, 2003, 12:00am

In Plato's Symposium, Aristophanes argues that every person on the planet is half of a true being. When we find our "other half," we fall in love and complete the unified and perfect whole. In the culinary world, there is a similar relationship between food and wine.

Mon, Oct 20, 2003, 12:00am

Choosing dishes from the bill of fare is quite possibly the most nerve-racking experience a patron undergoes during any meal at a normal restaurant.

Mon, Sep 22, 2003, 12:00am

Walking down the steps into the delightful Pisticci eatery, I discovered what International House denizens have known for nearly a year--Max Soha is not the only option for Italian food north of 120th Street.

Mon, Sep 15, 2003, 12:00am

When the Earl of Sandwich famously requested cheese and meat betwixt slabs of bread, he surely did not guess at the great smorgasbord of diversity that would someday bear his name. From the newly chic panini (offered at respected culinary institutions such as Starbucks) to the classic corned beef

Mon, Apr 14, 2003, 12:00am

Ah Spring, most gracious of seasons, betwixt frosty Winter's bite and warm Summer's glow! Ah Spring, when a young man's thoughts of fancy turn to barbecue. Nothing says, "I'm outside!" like firing up the grill and charring some hunks of cow flesh.

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