GOOP

You know what’s tragic? Sandwich help from Gwyneth Paltrow. Sorry, but I refuse to eat fake bacon. Or fake mayonnaise. And I say this as someone who, yesterday, went to the store for late-night Chips Ahoy.

June Gloom

Normally I like the strange, cool, grey weather we get in June. I love it if it lasts into July. Why? Because then it isn’t scorchingly hot. But this year I’ve been longing for heat the way I did in… Read moreJune Gloom

School’s Out

Not really. But work is letting us out early this afternoon, so I’ll be able to get a jump on the holiday weekend. Plus, there’s pizza!

Legislate, Already

The L.A. Times has an editorial about yesterday’s special election in California. In it, Michael Finnegan says: Nearly a century after the Progressive-era birth of the state’s ballot-measure system, it is clear that voters’ fickle commands, one proposition at a… Read moreLegislate, Already

Hungarian Feast

Some friends had us over for dinner on Sunday, and treated us to a homemade Hungarian meal. We had some cured meat; vegetables, bread, and paprika paste (the last was salty and delicious); two kinds of sausage, and chicken paprikash…. Read moreHungarian Feast

I Have Seen All Internet

That was the first line in a spam comment I just deleted. And I think I spend too much time online! However, it did make me think of this.

The Eagle Has Landed

Not quite, but not that far off, either. Mr. Sandwich and I were getting ready to go bike shopping, when all of a sudden we heard (and felt, faintly) two sharp thuds. It sounded like something had bounced off of… Read moreThe Eagle Has Landed