So we made it through some pretty brainy landscapes this week in the pursuit of pondering the end of 2008, and the dawn of HOPE, 2009. To be sure you aren’t taxed too much, I leave you to think about this simple yet all-important issue, one that often doesn’t get near enough attention in the…
Tag: Food and Drink
Our First Christmas
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Of course it isn’t. But it is, really. Because Colin and I are spending Christmas, each of us–for the first time in over 18 years– at home. Here’s our first Christmas tree together. We got it pre-cut this year from a great little family-owned, fifth generation nursery called Q-Gardens. Next year we’ll probably cut one…
American Things I Love: Stacy and Bryan
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Or, The Continuing Saga of the Toast Rack In a new series I am offering, English Things I Miss, I recently I opined about the great mystery of the toast rack. A mainstay of the British Bed and Breakfast, I found this piece of kitchenware a great and strange object. It is one of the…
The Leaving Song
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I’ve been getting attached to things that aren’t mine anymore, things that have moved on, most especially since I have been reading the “American Heritage Cookbook and Illustrated History of Eating & Drinking.” It was published in 1964 and is chock full of old American recipes, including the famous Chicken Corn Soup and Fastnachts that…
English Things I Miss, Part 1: The Toast Rack
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Here’s a new, non-regular segment for you that perhaps will help me cope with the grieving process of no longer living in London: English Things I Miss, subtitle, Though Not Necessarily So Much That I Would Move Back to the God-Forsaken Land of Clouds and Complaining. First English Thing I Miss: The Toast Rack It…
Roadkill Relations
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We’ve got the fatties back in our yard, and I am responsible. Squirrels get happy around Halloween here– they love to snack on our jack-o-lanterns, 5 times their size. I encourage it, really, sort of hoping that they will end up just too slow to move, and find themselves trying to dodge the car tires,…
Variations on a Theme
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“Breakfast in Amsterdam” March 3, 2007
The Bad Wife
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That’s Me… The bad wife, the bad influence. The pancake and pale ale pusher. This photo (at right) illustrates the crazed result. My hubby has been trying to slim down and he’s been doing a great job of it, despite my existence. Perhaps you’ve read the blog he shares with my brother, Loser In Laws,…
Vienna Sausages Don’t Grow on Trees
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Or… How To Make Dinner ala Costco One of the side effects of living overseas for three years is that you get out of the all-American habit of buying food in BULK. Large supermarkets are not as rare over there as they once were, but Europeans still tend to shop for the day, picking up…
90 Minutes from Door to Balloon
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Tis the Season to Keel Over…. Fa la la la luh. I’ll probably die of a massive coronary for writing this, but it’s a sad state of affairs — on the health, diet and media accounts — when we are to the point of worrying about aggravating our clogged arteries around the holiday season. My…
Environmental Me
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Or… Moving to the Beat of My Own Green Drummer Nothing gives you a good ol’ kick in the tush like hanging around with people who are really making things happen. At Green Drinks last night, I met more than a few people who are busy living a green life: they own an organic food…
Take the Pineapple from the Bowl!
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Or… Mama Earth’s First Indication We’re Overstaying Our Welcome I’ve brought you all here today, in the witness of this pineapple turkey, to tell you about the legend of the pineapple. Once people went to visit a wealthy home and they were greeted warmly. They knew the hosts were glad to see them because on…
Drowning in Yogurt Cups
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Re: Recycling Yogurt Cups!!! Dear Dannon Yogurt, Recently scientists invented a device called the “laser.” It is very handy for correcting vision, cutting things, attaching to the heads of irritated seabass for military purposes. Scientists are smart and can come up with creative ways of fixing problems all the time. I was wondering, since 2005,…
Crazy Homies Mexican Dream…
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Or, Eating Whacked Burros in a Basement The lengths I will go to for tequila and salsa. We threw a flat-warming for our friends (which meant we had to actually MOVE. I am still suffering dial-up for this.) The result was a very good restaurant recommendation, inspired by our featured drink. The beverage de la…
Fruitstock Juices Us
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Colin and I were lured by the people streaming through Regent’s Park. I told Frances “it looked like the Trail of Tears, with strollers and picnics.” Colin and I were heading home, from a missed attempt at the Marylebone Farmer’s Market when we stumbled on this. The thing I really like about Innocent Juices product…
