Lately I use the article to identify people. In Spanish, it invokes the sentiment of “we both know this person”. Although apparently you have to be careful. I had been talking about “the girlfriend” when referring to Sarah, and in this case apparently it means “our mutual lover”. Hah. Hot.
I was all set to make Bombay potatoes the other day, but then reminded myself that we didn’t have the requisite frying pan. Using this Jamie Oliver recipe as inspiration, I made some modifications and prepped some bitchin’ roasted Bombay potatoes in the oven instead. Ingredients:potatoes (duh) peeled & cubedroughly 2 tbsp olive oila bit […]
Read more...When we started unpacking on that first day in the new house, Trenton and I soon discovered that we were missing some key pieces of kitchenware—namely, pots and pans. Knowing I had only a wok and some wooden spoons, it didn’t take me long to think up a simple, yummy meal. Fried rice has become […]
Read more...Not too long ago I bought Trenton a crepe maker. We’d had a handful of awesome crepe experiences at various restaurants, and he was skeptical that such a delicacy could be made at home. Many years of French class had convinced me otherwise and so I special-ordered one from Bed, Bath, & Beyond (PS. what […]
Read more...Just as it started to seem like we’d never find a house, it all fell together alarmingly quickly. A week after seeing the ad on craigslist, we were hauling a bed up a narrow flight of stairs and arguing about where to put the stereo speakers. The only frame of reference I really have for […]
Read more...N: I just coughed and farted at the same time. me: Oh? N: Yeah. It didn’t feel good.
Read more...Theo: here is your tale of inspiration and wonder me: hit it Theo: i was hangover jetlagged. it took like 30 hours through airports to get here, and i hadn´t eaten enough, and was dehydrated, and the city of la paz is very high, so i felt all wonky. and i got out of the […]
Read more...Get back to work, Anonymous.
Read more...A call came into the office today, and Abe transferred it to me… me: This is Katie. Jane: Is this Katie M—? me: Yes, it is. Jane: Hi, Ms. M—. This is Jane IForgotHerLastName. I’m calling about your daughter Dana. me: I’m sorry… Did you say my daughter? Samantha: So you don’t know your daughter, […]
Read more...Abe and I found a fish on the sidewalk on our way back from Java on Main Street. Historia verdad.
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