As you know, this blog takes its name from "Annie Hall".
I worship Woody Allen films, and never miss one when it comes out, every year. Sure, some of the latest ones have been a little less amazing than we´re used to, but his worst is better than most people´s best. I think so, anyway.
And now, aren´t we lucky, he´s also written this very funny piece for the New Yorker, about food and philosophy.
Here´s to the foremost maestro, man-superman, and Honorary High Chief of the Lobstersquad. All rise.