Stories and Rants

Tonight Lauren and I ordered a pizza. The first idea was to order from Savage Pizza but the Savages refused to deliver to Emory.”Sorry man,” a Savage said on the phone. “We don’t go out that far.”So we went for Johnny’s. The official name is “Johnny’s New York Pizza,” but that is perhaps a misnomer.…

I spent the afternoon reading 68 pages of Nancy Silverton’s Breads from the La Brea Bakery. This was one of my birthday gifts, and I was very excited about diving in and making delicious bread. Turns out that “diving in” happens in bread-making the way pyrotechnics happen at a PGA tournament. (Forgive that last sentence,…

Lauren and I went to Einstein Bagels for lunch today. The next table over, a young seemingly healthy couple proceeded to do the following. They each tore at their individual bagels, spread cream cheese on the torn off piece, and proceeded to dunk the piece in a communal cup of coffee. I have never been…

Ok two hours and 15 minutes before people start arriving and there’s so much left to do! Why am I posting on my blog?Here’s what’s up. I have to go make homemade guacamole and sun-dried tomato dip, scarf down dinner, vacuum, shower and dress myself. Will it happen? Will this party be a flop or…

Surprise, surprise: today the thought of touching food repulsed me. I rolled out of bed, put my stockings on and began fretting over what I would consume before class.Our refrigerator offered no help: left over sour cream, year old cartons of red pepper hummus. Yes: time to clean the fridge.So I went to Smoothie King…

I decided to delete all CNN airtime posts since they are now irrelevant. In the process, I deleted my post “A Cultural Anomoly: The Einstein Brothers’ Nacho Cheese Bagel.” I think it is gone forever and this upsets me because (a) I took time to write it, (b) I even did research for it, and…

I love Alon’s Bakery in the Virginia Highlands. I go there way too often, so much so that the staff eye me suspiciously each time I come through the door.”He’s back?””What’s his problem?”One employee, though–Cheryl–holds me in special regard.”Clay Aiken!” she shouts, each time I come through the door.I duck my head down but it’s…