If I were filthy rich, I’d bankrupt myself eating in restaurants. I love them. So when I heard that the restaurant my girlfriend worked at needed a dishwasher, I jumped at the chance. I wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity to get inside Munich’s premier French restaurant, praised for its bistro cooking in the … Continued

It was an insanely hot day in Virginia about 20 years ago. I was four and at a massive outlet for children’s play equipment, run by Amish. Heaven, at that age. As I crept out of the car, heading for the swings and roundabouts, I heard a shout. Thinking  it was directed at me, thinking … Continued