I really like government publications. As soon as I was old enough to write, I used to send self addressed stamped envelopes to the Federal Citizen Information Center to get cheaply-printed booklets on home canning and requesting your credit report. They were nearly free and often unintentionally hilarious, especially the food information. I half-heartedly collect [...]
Generally speaking, when one is searching for some sort of sustainability-related activity or service in the Bay Area, the problem is never finding said activity or service, but choosing which of fifty, say, purveyors of hand-raised organic cricket-fed cruelty-free cockscombs is the one for you. So it is with choosing a Bay Area CSA, that [...]
When I first started looking into converting to Judaism — well, I was fifteen. I lived on Skor Bars and Dr. Pepper. (This is not a joke; you can ask my dentist.) I did not look into it very long; the rabbi I consulted suggested I wait a few years. I always assumed, however, that [...]
This is how to make collard greens. First, my grandfather drives his truck to the Alemany Farmer’s Market. My grandfather chooses a bunch of taut, bitter leaves, and he puts money in the dirt-caked, stubby-fingered hand of the farmer who planted the seeds, and he brings home the collards to my grandmother to cook. But [...]
Oh, come on, it’s not as depressing as it sounds. I had some leftover white wine with the cork left in, and I craved a wine mojito. All the recipes I found on the interwebs were for pitchers of drinks, and I was certain a Mojito Pitcher For One would be depressing. Imagine it is [...]
The Best Thing happened. I could watch this forever. DTMFA, Joan. Last Week: Last week, Betty found The Secret (Don’s) and read The Group (which I’ll blog about later). Don tried to make up for the past with his mistress’ brother and was feted for his general excellence. Peggy owned Kinsey and Kinsey accepted his [...]
Don Draper, life as you know it is about to end, and you have no idea. Last Week: Henry made Betty sad. Conrad Hilton made Don sad. Lee Garner, Jr. made Sal sad. Don made Sal really sad. That episode was very sad. Luckily, during his evisceration of Don’s perfectly fine ad campaign, Conrad Hilton [...]
It was fun watching people take out their frustrations on each other this week. Just kidding, it was harrowing and depressing. Last Week: Don and Betty were a hot, sexytime couple for basically the first time ever, jet-setting in a vision of Rome that was very like the backdrop of a James Bond flick. Pete [...]
I’d just like to linger on this image for a moment. Because that is the last time I’m going to say, “Oh, Pete,” in a gently mocking but still affectionate way. Pete’s dead to me now. Last Week: Betty bought a couch that looks like upholstered lady-parts and blocked her hearth with it. Don had [...]
Q: What do Betty Draper and Marcella White Campbell have in common? A: They both own this cookbook: I will prove it! I will scan my cookbook’s cover! That’s right. Separated by decades and the mists of real and not-real, Betty Draper and I both cook from Betty Crocker’s Hostess Cookbook. I’m sure that both [...]
