Caine Blog

Computer is broken, sitting in the shop like dead weight.  No posts.  But I had to be roused from my postless coma to mention how shitty the following NYT piece is.  Entitled “12 Year Old’s a Food Critic, and the Chef Loves It,” this is the worst piece of journalism for the entire month of [...]

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What a shame - this concert had so much potential, unfortunately unrealized, and it ended up a disappointment.  As for the bands: I only saw Amazing Baby and Violens, so I can’t comment on Chairlift -  easily the most hyped band of the night - but the two bands I did see are also leading [...]

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I have no idea why I still have my current wireless router, as it’s a piece of shit.  I also have no idea why I bought it in the first place, because even at the time I purchased it - nearly a year ago - I knew that D-Link was the pits.
Today I opted against [...]

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Well damn.  I was looking forward to this show for a lot of reasons, mostly because of all the hype about Psychedelic Horseshit (above), and the fact is that it simply didn’t provide.  All three bands that I saw - less so with Eat Skull, more so with Psychedelic Horseshit - severely tested the notion [...]

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Boring: Jobs, commutes on the subway, waiting to fall asleep at night but being unable to do so because of the trucks driving by at all hours, waiting for friends at bars
Not Boring But Sucky: Taking a massive spill on a bike because an idiot driver couldn’t bear to slow down at a stop sign, [...]

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Tonight I had dinner at Fiore, which was both tasty and frustrating.
Tasty: the bucatini amatriciana was rich and flavorful, with the hearty guanciale - kinda like pancetta - serving to thicken up the sauce, making it more suited to the heavy and hollow bucatini. The tiramisu was unbelievably good all things considered; for a [...]

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On Wednesdays and Fridays I wake up twice; first at 6 am to compile links for Curbed, Eater and Racked, and again at 10:30ish to get to the office.  Today, my second wake up call came courtesy of a massive roach on my shoulder.  On my birthday.
Antonio the landlord. be forewarned: I want only the [...]

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The Home Depot in Bed-Stuy is similar to a particularly inaccessible art gallery. You are welcome to look - go ahead, gaze at this new one, it’s by a very hot Chinese artist, etc. - but actually buying the painting is a different story altogether. It’s never just an exchange of funds, like [...]

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Someone is clipping their nails at the table behind me.  Who the fuck does this at a Starbucks?  I am in absolute shock, in addition to being revolted.

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