Although I adore breakfast food, I rarely eat an actual breakfast. In the morning I crave only the most inelegant, unappealing pairing a culinarian could ever conjure: coffee and cigarettes. Until my smoker’s rights have been finally annihilated, I will continue savoring them both in respectable quantities. As...

The Job Hunt. Nothing quite like it. If you are in the eye of this horrible storm, say it with me: IT SUCKS. And not just in the way of “I’m in a position where I am currently unemployed and hate interviewing,” but more in the way of, “How the hell can I possibly get my resume...

Oh, Facebook. Whatever did we do with our hours before we began to dawdle them away on your existence? If you currently have a Facebook account you surely understand, and you probably fall into one of several categories: the “light users,” who are not on that often and have one profile pic and...

I love shopping for clothes, but I must admit that I have a bit of an obsession with fashion accessories. It always amazes me how you could take one fairly basic outfit and change your look instantly by adding those key pieces: a fierce pair of heels, a statement necklace, a cocktail ring. Even the right...

James Bazzelle doesn’t look like your typical restaurant owner. He wears an oversized red Polo shirt with a black “G” patch piped in white across the left breast and a pair of baggy dark blue jeans. Even though he later affirms that he’s not a huge University of Georgia fan, he still subtly pays...

I found my niche. I have become an ice cream freezer, perhaps one of only a handful of people in the country who knows the ins and outs of freezing non-homogenized ice cream. I pour some liquid in a machine and make sure there is a cardboard box to collect the final product at the other end—sounds...