Author Archives: Michael Procopio

About Michael Procopio

I write about food and am very fond of Edward Gorey. And gin.

(Insert Adjective) New Year.

Midnight and the New Year tiptoed into my life this year, but I made it into 2017 alive, and was therefore relieved. Continue reading

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Ku Klux Klams

Clams are, by instinct and necessity of location, bottom feeders. Continue reading

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A Columbus Day Casserole

I thought long and hard about what might be appropriate to bring to a Columbus Day dinner attended mostly by people I’d never met before. After a short while, the answer was obvious: Continue reading

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The Fruitlessness of Hope

Our neighborhood was so fruitful during the summer that bags of produce would simply be abandoned on our doorstep like fructifying orphans in desperate need of a home. Continue reading

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Lime in The Coconut

Harry Nilsson was a terrible mixologist. Continue reading

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Hello, Vandergelder!

My readership might not be vast, but it’s comprised of some marvelously smart people who consistently manage to leave comments composed not only in complete sentences, but with wit and great care. Continue reading

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BRATs.

I haven’t been thinking about food much for the past couple of weeks. In fact, I’ve been actively not thinking about it, which is difficult when one’s job is waxing rapturous about lamb entrails. While I was putting my shirt … Continue reading

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E Pluribus Pesto

The poem is pungent with sweat and salt and garlic and groins. And the dressing is no less so. Continue reading

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The Kraft Singles Bar

It all started rather innocently, as terrible things often do. Continue reading

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NYD BLT

I was far too hungry and in no mood to feel conflicted about eating a BLT. It gets a bit tiring burdening ingredients with so much meaning all the time. Continue reading

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