Zangeif got in a work-release program. This meant that he was allowed to work while in jail. At every shift, I drove to his restaurant and had sneaky makeout sessions with him. I'd be lying if I said that his sentence provided no additional thrill -- defiance is hot.
Attending a launch party for the third annual Tasty Awards in San Francisco last Sunday, I sampled napoleons, clafoutis, and cinnamon crispies that might very well have been baked by felons. But that's a good thing.