Archive for the 'I Live to Eat' Category

Want Cookies?

Tuesday, June 28th, 2011

Of course you do. Everyone wants cookies. ESPECIALLY COOKIES MADE OF TWITTER. (More accurately, things I’ve written on Twitter.) Because the only thing better than reading Twitter is eating Twitter. Bitter Baking Company was a BiSC sponsor and immediately made an irrevocable and obnoxious fangirl out of me. So when Nicole asked if I wanted [...]

Kale Salad That In No Way Resembles An Unfortunate Dinosaur’s Hide

Sunday, November 21st, 2010

My friend Si stayed with me for a few months this summer and, in addition to making many pots of coffee and dutifully fetching bagels, introduced me to what is possibly the best salad I’ve ever eaten. (Incidentally, if you click over to his blog, the most recent post Living Off the Grid is about [...]

Fountain of Youth (Is Full of Wine)

Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

I love doing utterly random things. When those things include Super Official Science-y Guys telling me Super Official Science-y Things that are pretty much exactly what I want to hear, with free, practically-mandated wine afterward – well, all the better. Theory of Longevity, As Displayed by Worms, Some of Which Eat Fried Twinkies In the [...]

Now I Will Go Eat All The Bagels In All the Land

Friday, April 30th, 2010

My ass has been well and thoroughly booted. I’ve taken this bikram yoga class four days in a row now, and after each one I stagger out of the room, scarlet of face and dripping of body, and proceed to stare blankly at the row of lockers, wondering where I am and what exactly just [...]

My Mother Is So Proud

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

When I was in elementary school, I was known as The Girl Who Would Steal Your Snacks. It wasn’t slander, brought on by regrettable but understandable envy of my rosy, winsome cheeks and flaxen curls. Nope, it was pure, unadulterated fact. Twinkies, fruit roll-ups, small bags of Lay’s potato chips, Tootsie pops – all were [...]

Theatrical Turkeys

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

So I was probably scraping bloggity rock bottom the other day by describing my lunch, but I have to risk compounding that faux pas by talking more about these Fancy Turkey Sausage People. Karen left a comment requesting the origins of the sausages and I dutifully trotted over to the fridge to find out. (Names [...]

I Need a First World Problems Hashtag

Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010

My favorite place to spend money is on what goes in my mouth. So when the Fancy Turkey Sausage People at the farmer’s market yell out, “Best meat in the world!” while proffering toothpicks full of insane spicy goodness, I turn on my heel to barrel over at the most efficient angle. Whether or not [...]

If God Really Is a Big Chicken, Colonel Sanders is Screwed

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

You know your dietary standards are slipping when you walk into the kitchen at work, see a large chocolate sheet cake, and think, “Ooh! Breakfast!” One unexpected downside to letting myself eat whatever I darn well please for a few months is I start thinking traitorous thoughts like: “Maybe a lean cut of chicken and [...]

When Soup Becomes a Questionable Metaphor

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

If you tell me something, I will believe you. I think it’s good to take folks at their word, it breeds a general faith in humanity - and helps you avoid turning into a bitter, withered crone who glowers at toddlers and hits puppies with her cane. But maybe I should stop assuming someone else is right at the expense of [...]

Christened by the Countess

Thursday, May 8th, 2008

If you’re dithering over whether or not to buy that felt mustache you’ve been eyeing, I highly recommend whipping out the Mastercard. Villians, cads, and scoundrels.   I had a small, informal housewarming party last week. Small because if I put on a full-blown bash, guests would have to come in shifts. Informal because I invited my friends over [...]