As reported today over at NPR.
However, diligent readers of present blog knew about this back in 2014: Eat Bacon, Don't Jog
Addendum to the latter link, don't order through the Big A, get it via your local cat-infested bookstore.
Dangerous toys. Too much caffeine. Advanced degree in physics. This isn't going anywhere you want to be.
As reported today over at NPR.
However, diligent readers of present blog knew about this back in 2014: Eat Bacon, Don't Jog
Addendum to the latter link, don't order through the Big A, get it via your local cat-infested bookstore.
It's a WWII mystery thriller about an against-all-odds clandestine operation. It's an ultra-endurance intro. It's all about low heart rate training. Low-carb too. Wild animals and parkour. Shadowy sheep thieves, blood feuds, and on-the-fly nutrition in the original Land of The Gods and Heroes. It's about being chased by 80,000 hell-bent Nazi troops when all you've got is a ragged pair of boots and and borrowed donkey. And it's all over the place, ping-ponging between ancient Crete and modern desert hermit fitness gurus. I don't know how it all holds together, but it does.
Weirdly enough, for all the oysters I've eaten in all the ways I've tried, I'd never had them cooked in the shell from underneath. Broiled from above, sure, lots of times. Anyway, we fixed that in high style at Mr. Ed's on St. Charles Avenue on Sunday evening (web site here, menu here). And they were good.