Six Examples of Why I’m Not So Great at Interviewing People

Monday, June 20th, 2011

Ever push a random button on your laptop keyboard and become very, very confused by what happens? Ever bake something and wonder why it doesn’t look like the picture in the cookbook? And take sixteen whole minutes to remember that you aren’t Nigella Lawson and you substituted baking powder for baking soda (because how different [...]

This Thing Should Be Called Diary of a Neurotic, Good Lord

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

I love having people over for dinner. Love it. In fact, I wish you all lived within geographical spitting distance so I could invite you over for latkes and pork sausage – which, incidentally, is what I served Kristin and Scott when they were here on Tuesday night. They were very gracious about how long [...]

Soup and Silver Linings

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

When you’re in the midst of great change – after a breakup, new baby, new job, no job – your moods and the situation can feel precarious. (Dear god, I sound like a self-help book. JARGON CEASING. POINT IMMINENT.) You feel amazing at 11:37 but by 11:39, the whole world has crumbled around you like [...]

If You Were Original, I’d Be Your Sin

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

We knew Julia was planning a bouquet of vegetables for the wedding, we just didn’t know which vegetables she had in mind. Thrilled though I was when the legislation came through in time to turn the ceremony into a legally binding type arrangement, the real excitement was the farmer’s market bouquet. Speculation was rampant for [...]

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 [...]

Memories of College in Manhattan: Part 2

Wednesday, March 12th, 2008

(Part 1 is here.)  I make Rice-a-roni at 2 a.m. on a freezing February night. Our dorm’s poor ventilation becomes clogged with smoke that may or may not have poured from my pan. The fire alarm goes off and everyone troops out into the cold, grumbling. The firemen come. I grumble along with everyone else and hope [...]

I Will Change Your Life (With Stir-Fry)

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Know what happens when you chop up a red chili pepper and scratch your face? You race to the refrigerator, grab a container of yogurt, wrench it open, and stick your nose in it. Because of the BURNING. OH, THE BURNING. But only after you’ve stuck your nose in 1) a glass of milk, 2) [...]

I Keep Checking My Phone To See If MTV Called

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

One of my New Year’s resolutions is to remember how the door knob works. As in, leave the house once in awhile. When you combine vague narcolepsy (I have fallen asleep in bars and standing up at concerts) with a compass that always points toward L (for lost), you get a girl who likes to [...]

Things I Love Wednesday

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

PMS this month seems to include a keen desire to have people dote on me and bring me warm chocolate chip cookies. Naturally, the one day you want people to wax philosophical about your brilliant talent and your charming demeanor – you might be feeling a little needy, after all – is the day you [...]

Questionable Christmas Cookies

Tuesday, December 25th, 2007

I am bedecked in festive holiday burns, courtesy of hours of cookie baking yesterday. Due to the state of my bank account, I’m not indulging in my normal frantic consumerism for Christmas this year. Everyone gets cookies, a state of affairs I may have belabored by announcing, whenever someone mentions Christmas, gifts, or the amount [...]