Tom Clifton says he found a cool trick for Radio users who have the Post/Publish/Post & Publish buttons enabled.

This would save me a lot of time waiting for an edited or to-be-edited post to appear in the textbox, since I usually post, then find a typo, then re-post, then realize how much the writing in a paragraph sux, then...

Thanks, Tom. Some folks do read your blog!
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Greg sent me an email saying that he had "outed" me! I thought that he had let slip the fact that I was a latent homo sapien, but it turned out that he was just returning the hard time that I had given him about his review of Higgins, the great Portland restaurant I had recommended to him. I swear, it was all in good fun, Greg!

Check the title attribute of the link to Alwin's name in yesterday's post about a fabu chili recipe to see how I outed him. And he is a latent homo sapien. You can see what he did by looking at this VFTH page and look for the heading "Restaurant: Higgins".

I sent that email to Alwin while I was still all warm and cozy from the meal (and slightly buzzed from the wine -- I wasn't driving that night, so...), and he jumped on all over it. ;-)

Now for a little more about Higgins, from my perspective, without any "help" (ahem) from Alwin.

That meal at Higgins was the finest I have had. Ever. Period. I was a clean-plate boy that night. I actually waited a few days before telling my wife about it, since I felt so guilty for eating there without her -- almost as though I had cheated on her, somehow.

Higgins is that sort of a rare restaurant where the people on staff don't just go through the motions, but everyone put lots of love into what they do. The quality is evident everywhere, from how the bus boy put the fresh linens on the tables, to the waiter's evident enjoyment of his job, to how they recovered from the mistake.

If you eat at Higgins, you will look forward to your return visit. You may even start to obsess a little about it. But in a good kinda way.

BTW, I don't ever want myself or anyone from my family to be in an ICU, but if it should happen (touch wood), I certainly hope my health care plan would foot the bill to have Alwin flown in to provide care. (Yea right, but a man can still dream, regardless of the nonsensical insurance yokes placed on him, eh?)
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