I’ve said it before… True Brews is a totally fun book. I’m looking forward to exploring more recipes, like the hard lemonade and the hard cider… maybe even some of the beers but for right now, I’m obsessed with soda. Last weekend, I got a pound and a half of rhubarb in my CSA and immediately thought SODA! Rhubarb is… Read more →
Soda. The current scapegoat in the “war on obesity”. I like soda… I like soda a lot. But I gave it up a while ago.. newsflash! Still fat. Take that you people who say “just cut out soda and you’ll lose 10 pounds!”. I used to drink so much Mountain Dew that my “going away gift” when I left a… Read more →
I have discovered a little something about myself. I’m a food snob. I really had no clue. LB has been telling me for AGES that I’m a food snob.. she also calls me a “Foodie” which does grate on my nerves just a little bit. But then there was that time, I called myself a foodie. It happened in Cleveland…. Read more →
This post comes with an earworm. I know this because every time I think about writing this post, this is what I hear in my head. You’re Welcome. Also? It’s gonna be a long one… I recently had to go to Cleveland for work. I spent quite a bit of time in the Federal Building which was.. fun… ish. Actually,… Read more →
By 10 AM this morning, the Supreme Court of the United States will be issuing a decision that affects me personally. Both Prop 8 and DOMA are set for a decision. The breakdown of what is going on is here What could happen is here No matter which way it goes, there is an excellent chance I will be in… Read more →
We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan Irving Townsend, “The Once Again Prince,” Separate Lifetimes, 1986 Safe… Read more →
So I got this brilliant idea to jump rope for 5 minutes in the morning to get the ol heart a pumping.
I managed one.
One minute with a break.
Jumping rope is HARD. Wow
So I’m at boxing last night and of course they are playing music wicked loud which is awesome since, you know, we’re pounding the shit out of stuff. We have a mini break between the first and second time you do the circuit, so you can actually hear the music.. Iron Man is playing on the radio.. you know, that… Read more →
You know that post that went up on Saturday super late at night?
That was supposed to be for this morning. I
“scheduled it” for Monday morning… last week. **facepalm**
But I know most people read blogs early in the mornings and I didn’t want you all to miss my new favorite post about my mother’s father, so I’m mentioning it again.
If you’ve already read my Homage to Poppa, wander over to From Scratch Club where I talk about my father’s mother and write about Stobhach Gaelach (which sounds fancy but it’s actually.. not)
We called my maternal grandfather “Poppa”. I don’t remember why.. I think because someone couldn’t say “Grampa” and I’m going to guess that someone was me. I have a lot of memories of Poppa but the two that stick out the most are the time he taught me to “just cut that mold off the cheese.. it’s fine” and watching… Read more →