In case anyone is wondering why the excess of posts recently . . . I am on three-week vacation from school, and bored out of my gourd. Rob is working full time, leaving me not much to do besides take long walks down our picturesque dirt road, waste time on the internet (I'm too restless to focus on my reading), and do housework. So much housework ( Read more... )

Those of you that know my friend Allison have already seen this. Those who don't . . . haven't. Suffice to say that Allison is a lovely human being and deserves all the help which she can get.

( So help her out by sharing your spiritual beliefs! )

Like a good 95% of women in America, I have a rather agonized relationship with food. There's the almost cliched body-image bit- I've been told I'm too fat just as often as the next woman of entirely average weight, and that leaves its mark. Then there's my moral agony- I've been a vegetarian, I've been a localvore, I live with vegans, and I ( Read more... )

I am, I must say, a very competent cook. I can (and have, on many occasions) cook elaborate dinners of multiple courses, unaided, in the span of a few hours ( Read more... )

In just a few short minutes I must once again become a slave to Plan. But before I lock myself away, I must take a few moments and memorialize The Grand Feast.

Imagine: a lavish five-course meal prepared to feed 40.

Four people cooked for two days to prepare this feast (myself, John, Maria and Caely- see their journals [seileonne, bitterjoymoon, and claypoole] for [hopefully ( Read more... )

Tonight was the second incarnation of the dinner club. Last week: Greek by M'ia; this week: Italian by me. Next week: Middle Eastern by Calla; the week after: something mysterious by John ( Read more... )

Shocking- two entries in as many days ( Read more... )