Category: Object-ification

In which I moan and whinge about “things”– purchased, consumed, drunken, and otherwise.

The First Recipe

A BIG QUESTION Guest Post by Krista Richards Mann — I love cooking. Starting in grade school, my mother let me make dinner for the family once a week. The first recipe I remember learning was something she called salmon patties. We removed small vertebras from a can of salmon with our fingers, mixed the…

Damn, the Cheeto

I really love Cheetos. That dusty, cheesy goodness reminds me of… well it doesn’t remind me of anything. Other than MORE Cheetos. The puffy ones are particularly good. — Remember when “baked” became all the rage in snack food. I remember that. I remember when Kentucky FRIED Chicken morphed into KFC… now they even had…

Farmer in the Kitchen

Guest Post by Jennifer Lee I watch my farmer-husband cut the onion,  in the same methodical way that he carves rows into fields each spring. Outside, shadows stretch long across the yard. My man’s stalk-stubbled fields hibernate under snow. His hands crave work, even when acres sleep. He had announced it to the whole car on…

Confessions of a Fat Kid

Here’s a kickin’ “What is Eating You?” guest post by M.A. Brotherton — I have an unhealthy relationship with food. I do, it’s true. It’s a by-product of growing up in suburban United States with parents that were both fairly poor themselves in their youths. I never really had a chance to even learn what it really…

The Cinnamon Toast Eater’s Dilemma

Besides the obvious problem of having to spell “cinnamon,” this breakfast delight has come to represent a little bit of a dilemma for me. Have you heard of the book “The Omnivore’s Dilemma?” Ok. And what about the moving “Food, Inc.“? Have you seen that movie? If you have, GOOD JOB! I haven’t. I have…

What is Eating You?

In March, the BIG QUESTION is this: What is eating you? Food: that thing which fuels our bodies. But it’s so much more than that to us. It’s our friend and our enemy. In the month of March, during the season of Lent and leading up to Passover, I’m thinking about food. I know you…

The Next Big Question: Eat

We had a potluck at church last evening. Leading up to the dinner, the kids asked: “What is a potluck?” and we delved into the realm of American food tradition, as well as word etymology! A fun lesson for 6 year olds! The conversation — and the many crock pots at dinner — inspired me…

How We Make Big

It is still a coming realization for me that I am my own person. Even when I was a little kid in a big family and I was deciding what I wanted to “be,” it was hard to imagine I could be just exactly who I wanted to be. Part of life is the never-ending search…

Paying for Santa

Number four child was TRYING to whisper in Jolly Old St. Nick’s ear at the Santa Village when she was interrupted. Elf: “WHICH PHOTO PACKAGE DID YOU BUY?!” the elf barked at us. Me: “We haven’t chosen one yet,” I said. “We wanted to get in line before it got too long.” Elf: “WHAT?! Well,…

Gone the Mailbox

At the post office, the hated post office, where lines greet me and awful racks of greeting cards Line walls, ignored. The post office and its Perfume of desperation. The place where scales and stamps sit in dusty corners Like aristocrats awaiting their bloody fate. The post office, doomed, because It is about PLACE and…

An Alternative Christmas

Guest Post by Writer-Runner-Teacher Tricia Dowcett Whenever my mother asks me what we would like for Christmas, I always reply that I would prefer to do rather than to have.  A show, a day in Boston, a trip to a museum.  She will usually frown and insist that at Christmas, the kids should be able to…

Americans Want Everything

This is a guest post by author Jennifer Wilson in the BIG QUESTION series “What Does America Want?“ Her book “Running Away to Home” is released today.  — To begin, a caveat: I’ve gotten around as a professional travel writer for the past 14 years, and I don’t have a solid blanket characterization of all…

More Less, Please

Today on “House Hunters International,” a family of four from near-Toledo were seeking a vacation home in St. Croix. They were a nice family: he an ER doc. She a nurse (now SAHM of a 9 and 14 y.o). They needed an escape from their designer, 5400 sq ft. home in the most wealthy (ish)…

The End of Summer

August retreats. It hands us back the year. Summer isn’t truth, but it is (as Harris Telemacher recites) “What we wish were true.” So many of us Shove out this Season of perspiration, lazily Forgetting how it Slows us Beguiles us Presses us to hold still Find the windy spaces With a friend In the…

The Danger of Being Quiet

Here’s what keeps happening… I keep getting self-conscious and don’t want to say anything so I stay quiet. Then something like a week passes and I think: what happened to that time? Oh my goodness, if I am just quiet, if I don’t say anything, what meaning does it all have?! How can I remember…