Currently underway, hot artichoke dip. Not peppery-hot, but bubbling-and-melty-with-strings-of-cheese-hot. And really bad for you and also really good for you, because it makes you happy, and reminds you of the cold, cold night on Grouse Mountain outside Vancouver, British Columbia, after a walk in the snow, and a quick, chilly question asked, and happy answer given, upon which we headed inside into the suitably wood paneled lodge and ate this dip and drank cold beer, with the city and its bays and inlets and hills sparkling in the black of the night far below us.
Fast forward to Rivington Street, below Houston: This is also still Freeman Alley-inspired. Their dip is wonderful. I don't know their recipe, but this one comes pretty darn close.