Here it is October, temperatures are in the low 50s, and I’m doing a post on ice cream. Ben & Jerry’s ice cream, the Vanilla Caramel Fudge variety. Compared to flavors like Chubby Hubby and Cherry Garcia and Phish Food, Vanilla Caramel Fudge sounds pretty tame, doesn’t it? Uninspired, even. Yeah, maybe it is. But … Continue reading : life is better with a pint of vermont’s finest :
Breakfast tends to be a hurried, scattered affair where we dart from coffee maker *gulp* to toaster *chomp* to car *swallow* without tasting a thing. Dinner, by comparison, is more deliberate and considered, and is the most likely to require real, genuine table manners. Lunch, though, lunch falls somewhere in the middle -- not as … Continue reading : the heimlich :
Come on, I’m begging you. There are other condiments, other seasonings abroad in the land. Lots of them. Have you ever tried mustard? Mustard’s good and you get a choice of sunny yellow or brown. There’s also horseradish and avocado and Worcestershire and olive oil and mayo. But, no, we are awash in ketchup. The … Continue reading : please, put down the ketchup :
We’ve been meeting for breakfast every morning since forever. Once in a while we get together for lunch, too, or dinner. Sometimes all three. I like them, they’re good company and sparkling conversationalists. I’m talking about Rice Krispies. I’ve considered adding other cereals for variety's sake and I’ve tried a bunch of them. In fact, … Continue reading : quick, cover your ears :
As the Rice Krispies snapped, crackled, and popped cheerfully in my cereal bowl I noticed a strange scent. Not musty, not decaying, strange. I sniffed. What was it? Another sniff. Was my neighbor getting a home perm? Shrugging, I returned to my Rice Krispies untroubled. The following afternoon, as I watched Calendar Girls, there it … Continue reading What’s in the refrigerator?