West Coast Cookbook & Speakeasy Daily Special, Blue Moon Spirits Fridays Podcast (Audio)

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Friday, Dec. 05, 2025 Friday, Dec. 05, 2025 at 9:40:13am PST

no image description available — “Structural linguistics is a bitterly divided and unhappy profession, and a large number of its practitioners spend many nights drowning their sorrows in Ouisghian Zodahs.” ― Douglas Adams "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe"

Today’s West Coast Cookbook & Speakeasy Podcast for our especially special Daily Special, Blue Moon Spirits Fridays, is now available on the Spreaker Player!

Starting off in the Bistro Cafe, Ukraine President Zelenskyy blasted Trump’s “ultimate betrayal” after avoiding an assassination attempt ordered by Putin over Ireland.

Then, on the rest of the menu, Supreme Court Justice Elena Kagan issued a fiery dissent to the Court’s decision to allow MAGA-friendly voting maps in Texas for next year’s midterms; a new National Parks change replaces days honoring Black people with Trump’s birthday; and, California students with disabilities face ‘terrifying’ special ed cuts after Trump’s capricious orders.

After the break, we move to the Chef’s Table where Trump’s new national security strategy looks like a Stephen Miller wet dream painting European allies as weak and reasserting America’s dominance in the Western Hemisphere; and, Turkish prosecutors issued arrest warrants for dozens of soccer players and officials over a massive sports betting scandal.

All that and more, on West Coast Cookbook & Speakeasy with Chef de Cuisine Justice Putnam.

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House Ruins of Poet St Pol Roux Brittany, France

“Do you smell that?” she asked, as we drove through Reims, past the headquarters of the National Front, on our way to La Tranche sur Mer.

“I don’t know,” I said flatly, “what is it?”

“It smells like… ” she sniffed in a haughty, Parisian disdain, “it smells like, fascism.”

I knew then I was in love with her. I knew it truly.

– Justice Putnam
“My Little French Honeymoon”