June 2004

Friends, I thought I could pull it off but my balance is on the wane. Yes, my bar-study is suffering and now I need to cut back a bit from this site. I’d really like to avoid going on a “hiatus,” so I developed a little plan. The plan is pretty simple. Are you ready?…

Thank you for participating in “Class Attendance, Take 2.” If you’re coming late to class, you may need to see the registrar and sign up for an alternative class like journalism with Professor Drudge at The Drudge Report. Ha! Journalism at the Drudge Report. As if!If I had the time I would compile all the…

Back in March I took class attendance to get an idea of who was reading the site. Now that we’ve had a media blitz (that’s a fun thing to say: media blitz), I’d love for conspicuously quiet regular site readers to come out of the woodwork. New ones too. So, if you don’t mind, can…

Before we even begin, I must tell you that I can’t hear the phrase “Pasta, Pesto, Peas” without thinking of a certain 60s pop song by Cher. I think you know the one. And in case you don’t, I revamped the lyrics and recorded a new-garlickier version for you. Let’s hear that now, so that…

Have you ever been pumping gas when a confused looking Asian woman with a cell phone walks over to you, hands you the phone, and points to a piece of paper that says 1415 Piedmont? No? Then you clearly haven’t lived!Today just such a thing happened to me. I was pumping gas. A confused looking…

My high school friend Amy and I got back in touch recently (via this website, really) and among our many e-mail exchanges was a request by her:“How about an entry on cheap, easy, & portable [lunch] alternatives for all us corporate-readers stuck at our desks for lunch every day?”Ok, Amy, you’re on!I declare this Wednesday…

The following exchange occurred over dinner:Me: I’ve been eating pickles and jam all afternoon.Lauren: That’s so gross.Well not TOGETHER Lauren. It’s just that when I got home I said: “Ooooh pickles!” And I opened the garden pickles I made the other day and really enjoyed that zingy punch of vinegar, garlic, and Thyme via carrot,…

I enjoyed

Preservation is a cool word. Officially it means: “the process of keeping safe, unchanged or in existence.” I particularly like how cultures, in order to preserve themselves, had to preserve their food in the process. Like Jews with smoked fish or Southerners and their pickled pigs feet. It’s a cool example of great food evolving…