This gingerbread sucks.Let me tell you why it sucks:Boiling water.I got the recipe from the side of my molasses. I was looking at my molasses (as most people do in their kitchens by themselves on Saturday nights) and I decided to make the jar’s recipe for gingerbread. Everything about it sounded delicious. Except the boiling…

Lauren’s sporadic visits to New York are great excuses to eat places where I would not otherwise eat. One such place is Norma’s in the Parker Meridian Hotel. It is an outrageously expensive breakfast ($7 for a glass of orange juice!) but apparently the best in New York. Instead of opting for a fancy dinner,…

Hello possums. Had the best time Friday night seeing Dame Edna. We bought student tickets and were seated in the back row. Well, moments before curtain, an usher told us we were being moved to the very front row… and that we were! Seeing Dame Edna is a mandatory cultural experience for anyone living in…

Tonight—more theater, more eating.Lauren’s here to do some election grieving. I invited her along to our second-night of theater going: “The Gospel at Colonus” at The Apollo Theater in Harlem.Classmate Molly got the tickets and classmate James said, “Let’s all eat at the M&G Diner before the show.”Lauren came in from Penn Station late so…

Photographs by my colleague James Felder, formerly of Marvel Comics and visible on the web here.Theater-going means dinner-eating, since shows start at 8 and you don’t want to sit there hungry.Last night we went to see “Symphony Fantastique.” This show takes Berlioz’s symphony and sets it to what is advertised as an underwater puppet show.…

What a difference a day makes.I woke up this morning miserable, horrified, and really really sad. Alex Ross’s blog made me tear up a bit just now with this passage: “But if you happen to wake up one fine day feeling deeply troubled, if a sensation of animal fear stops you from doing much of…

After reading many of your comments, it has come to my attention that I may get arrested for my great cookie plan. My family’s already been hassled by Republican thugs and this morning I woke up with a dead fish on my head. We’re playing with fire here.Here’s how I’d like to do this. All…

Are you a Republican? Do you like cookies? I have a proposition for you.Sure, sure, this is a big election. Much at stake. Lives on the line. Grand epic consequences.But think about cookies. Aren’t they delicious? Don’t you like them? Aren’t cookies good?Let’s make a deal. You vote for Kerry and I’ll send you cookies.Prove…

I told Raife on the phone, before he came, that Lisa, Ricky and I made a pumpkin cake with cream-cheese frosting. “I don’t eat sweets, Adam,” he said matter-of-factly. I took him at his word. Apparently he was kidding.Raife ate the entire Pumpkin Cake. I kid you not. Ok, maybe I had a few slices…

Across the street from the MOMA store in SOHO (see post below) is Balthazar, one of New York’s top restaurants—certainly one of its best bistros. I’ve been there before with my family and I accused it of being an emperor “with no clothes.” Maybe I got a little ahead of myself…Anyway, tonight after the MOMA…