JournalSpace, the outfit that has been carrying my blog for the past few years has crashed. Irreparably, they tell us: all of the data on their servers has been overwritten, perhaps by a disgruntled former employee.
The good news it that I get to start all over again. The bad news, of course, is that I have to start all over again.
I have most of my old posts on file, which I may revive from time to time. As any of my former readers can tell you, I haven’t been posting as much these days as when I started. Now, I have to learn how WordPress protocol works, which might take a while.
For now, I’d like to thanks the folks at JournalSpace, who tried hard. There were numerous problems, like “features” I never could get to work properly, but we can now all blame that on the previous administration.
I don’t really promote this blog; I just use it to share the occasional thought, beef, or enthusiasm.
Welcome aboard, or welcome back; whichever applies.
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In Wednesday’s L.A. Times “Food” section, the ever-reliable food critic and Queen of the Expense Accounts, S. Irene Virbila, recounts some of the expensive places she’d written about during the past year. One of those discoveries was a coffee house in Silver Lake. After describing the café as “ultra-cool,” and pointing out that
…you can indulge in a cup of joe brewed to order in a pricey Clover machine, a perfect espresso or latte. Or a glass of coffee infused with orange and set, literally, on a pedestal
But my favorite is the Japanese siphon, “performed” by a waiter who boils water in a glass receptacle over a Bunsen burner until it rises into an upper chamber filled with ground coffee beans, mingles and then falls back into the bottom as perfectly brewed coffee.
Virbila must be a young woman: back in my day, that was the process used most often. We called the device a percolator.
If Ms. Virbila had recognized as much, she could have invoked the word “retro.” And how cool would that be?