Is the stress of publicly chronicling his fledgling Bridgehampon restaurant finally getting to resto-blogger Bruce Buschel? From his latest blog post: "I feel like a frontier trader, wearing an invisible fringe jacket and coonskin hat. I know the provenance of my wood in ways I could not had I not 'wasted' my time and shopped it, carried it around, picked through the piles of planks. (My general contractor calls me 'Woody Woodpicker.')" Hmmmm. [You're The Boss]
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