
Bistro Bordeaux
"Allons enfants de la Patrie, le jour de gloire est arrivĩ!"
I was speaking at a conference in D.C. last week and threw out this idea to the audience of teachers and librarians:
What if I were to give you my cell number, right here, right now? And then asked you to text me one piece of life advice.
And then I'd assemble it into a small but mighty "Text Book."
Who's game?
Hands went up and then I watched as several hundred people took down my cell number.

So far, just a bricks-and-mortar; truck is still to come (photo: Steve Dolinsky)
I wish I wasn't so hungry last night. If I had just taken a minute to put down my sandwich and grab a photo of what I was eating, you would have a better appreciation for how good my sandwiches were. You see, I was faced with one of those perplexing problems: what do I get when so many things on the menu sound so good. But I couldn't stop chowing on my food, and by the time I realized I hadn't taken any photos, it was too late.
Editor's note: Robert Feder is off until July 13. While he's away, we're running "The Best of Feder. The following post originally appeared on Jan. 13, 2010:
It's a forgotten chapter in Chicago television history. But if things had worked out differently, we might have been saluting Oprah Winfrey on her 25th‚ year as a local news anchor last year instead of gearing up for the end of her talk show career here.