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This has gotta be the most surreal thing I’ve seen in years….

I’m watching the Stanley Cup Finals.

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Now this is a photo!

This ad for a Mazda 121 is an absolute pisser.

On St. Patricks day, after inching through thousands of drunken retards in Times Square, I dined at Bar Americain, a restaurant owned by “Iron Chef” Bobby Flay.

Upscale without being “posh”. What you have is classic American “bar” food, prepared gourmet-style and served by impeccably polite waiting staff.

My appetizer was a plate of kettle-style potato chips with blue cheese sauce for dipping. Simple and excellent.

My main course was this: a “Kentucky Hot Brown”. Essentially, the grilled turkey/cheese sandwich of the gods, topped with crisp bacon & tomato….

One end of the turkey was a little dry, but it was otherwise mouth-wateringly good. The beverage you see in that pic is a rather excellent stout from Brooklyn.

The wife chose this as her main course: a grilled pizza, topped with bacon, caramelised onions and toasted garlic.

She rated it as excellent, though she prefers the cheese on her pizzas to be more ‘browned’ than was the case here.

For dessert, we shared this wonderous entity: the Bourbon Praline Profiterole, with vanilla bean ice cream and berries.

Bourbon…dessert. How can you go wrong? It was glorious.

The interior of the place is beaut. High-ceilinged, and not too loud despite the lunchtime crowd. It makes for a wonderful refuge from the insane bustle of Times Square. It is also one of the few places where the waiters can address you as Monsieur and Madame without coming across as insufferably pretentious.

Elegant yet cozy. A simple menu filled with depth and complexity. Lively but not noisy. Gourmet-quality but not expensive. Bar Americain is the best of both worlds.

Recommended without hesitation.

You know you’re an incompetent commie tinpot dictator when even the SBS Dateline program starts pointing out what a useless shit you are.

Naturally, The Green Left Weekly is outraged at this disrespect to their commandante.

This is delicious. Too bad you can’t lock critics up in this country, eh commies? Nothing you can do about it either, you smelly dweebs….

Billy Beck attempts to explain the concept of private property to a whimpering imbecile at The Huffington Post.

Make sure you read the comments at the end of the HuffPo piece. It’s an entire constellation of nanny-state stupidity.

Former Scientific American columnist Martin Gardner has died, aged 95.

One of the most gifted scientific communicators the world has ever known, Gardner’s wonderful body of work is worth exploring. I can highly recommend his wonderful book Weird Water and Fuzzy Logic, which was the first place I ever read about the fascinating Three Doors Paradox and The Amazing Ramanujan.

You will be missed, fella. R.I.P.

Gaza muslims successfully blow up a donkey.

It’s a miracle the Israelis have managed to keep these geniuses at bay for so long.

Oh hell yes.