Celebrate St. Patrick's Day with a Guiness, Irish soda bread and U2-fueled date night.
Disaster! St. Patrick's Day is tomorrow, and both of you have forgotten to register for the local pub crawl. Don't curse your luck just yet — we've got a few ideas for creating a themed date night at the last minute.
Dining out on date night? 5 ways you can evaluate a man based on what he eats.
Forget the old adage that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. The truth is that the way to a woman's heart is through her palate. There is no more powerful barometer of a man's potential as a boyfriend and in the bedroom than in how he seduces a woman's taste buds.
Remorse, divorce, and... pie? A new tongue-in-cheek recipe offers a new fix for the unfaithful.
What do you do if you feel like your stomach is eating itself because of the torment of dating a married man? Make yourself a Sky-High Banana Cream Pie, says Heather Whaley, author of "Eat Your Feelings: Recipes for Self-Loathing." Whaley is an advocate of taking the time to comfort yourself—especially when no one else will—with food. Feeling guilty? Sad? Unrequited? Read on.
A woman with a wheat allergy explains what it's like dating someone who just doesn't get it.
A woman with a wheat allergy explains what it's like dating someone who just doesn't get it. "Men of the world, in case you missed the memo detailing all of the things you should understand about women, let me give you a refresher on item # 503: Food is just as important, if not more important, to [most of] us as love. Acknowledge me, acknowledge my food allergies. Really want to find out what makes me tick? Share a meal with me."
Fat Tuesday comes around once a year. Grab a date and enjoy it.
While we can't all be somewhere festive for Mardi Gras, why not channel the indulgent nature of the day (mardi gras is French for "fat tuesday," after all) and plan an impromptu date to celebrate your partner or find a new date among the festivities.
Ever since I moved to the city, all I do is eat. Yes, I’ve been covering events, taking in museums instead of trashy movies, doing happy hours – all that predictable city stuff as well. But mostly, I’ve been eating.
Why the over-indulgence, you ask? Especially when I love to cook…?
Well, I learned pretty quickly that the first and only thing people say when you mention the new ‘hood you’ve moved into is, “Oh, Rajul I know the most amazing and cheap [insert mouthwatering foreign food here] joint RIGHT up the block from you.”
And of course, I believe the hype and run there before they can even finish the sentence. Hype is a tricky concept though, since everyone has different taste. It’s kind of the same concept with men. Ever cringe when someone says they know a guy/girl who's perfect for you?