Monthly Archives: August 2012
This Dinner Will Get You Laid – butterflied herb chicken and roasted corn salad for the last BBQ of summer
Labor Day is almost upon us, and it feels like the crossroads of the seasons; Summer just behind us, Fall just ahead. My favorite fruit stall at the Union Square Farmer’s Market is right on the thematic money, with peaches … Continue reading
A moment of pride here: I’m pretty pleased with this no fuss granita method, which has got me through yet another summer of ice cream machine envy. Because really, if you live in a Manhattan apartment where you store your … Continue reading
Big News from my friend Rachel who bounded into choir rehearsal with a huge smile on her face and a huge diamond on her finger. Graham had proposed. Excitement. Squealing.
This fascinating nugget of information comes via a local news sheet that I picked up on a weekend holiday in Rockport: Bananas are terrible terrible luck on lobster boats.
It was Shark Week, so we marked the occasion by watching Jaws, which, in case you haven’t seen it since you were a kid, has lost none of its terror. That is one bad-ass shark.
It’s a well known piece of folk wisdom that we should make hay while the sun shines. I like to amend this to “eat watermelon while the sun shines.” Philosophers may want to argue the toss, but it’s a pretty … Continue reading
“Just older, not wiser,” was Alan’s take on turning 40, as we sat down to – what else – chicken with 40 cloves of garlic and a bottle of champagne.
Walking down the midway at the Sussex County Fair, you could hardly fail to notice the booth containing the Headless Woman.
So hands down the thing we were most looking forward to at the Sussex County Fair were the swimming pigs. “They race for Oreos!” Sold.
Some days are days of excess, and no amount of early morning gymming can mitigate them. The Sussex County Fair was once such day.