Easter is almost upon us and that means a couple of things: spring is coming (no, really, it is, promise!), Geoff and I will be *really* busy this weekend, people will be doing stupid and ill advised things like getting their kids bunnies, chicks, and ducklings for their baskets on Sunday morning, and the annual seal skin kill is going on in Canada.
Tag: food
Happy Valentine’s Day
Most of you know that I’m not a big Valentine’s Day fan. Despite the fact that I’m married I’m still not a big fan. I think today is mostly about Hallmark and chocolate companies making money and about making people feel guilty about having to buy some over-hyped and over-expensive gift for someone else. It’s also death for a relationship that’s beginning or in trouble.
That being said, there’s nothing like cute animals and Grumpy Cat to make me smile. So, I bring you our Valentine. This year I didn’t even put it together in the spirit of the Valentine’s Day Massacre! Progress?
I’m not sure there’s much to say about this one
I usually expect stuff of this caliber to come from Etsy. This time, it’s Fab.com and their weekly Foodie email that brings the goods. There’s really nothing to add, this one stands on its own.
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I met David Sedaris, again.
The first time I met David Sedaris was at a book signing several years ago. I met him again in 2010 when Geoff and I saw him read and sign Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk at the Harvard Book Store. Last Tuesday I worked a private event for the book store in which I got to spend about an hour and a half just sitting and chatting with David Sedaris.
Yes, there are times when my life is awesome.
A Christmas tradition
Some friends and I have developed a Christmas Eve tradition that I am partaking of even as I type this. Do we exchange gifts? Do we throw a party? Do we sing carols together?
Yes, but not on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Eve we go out for Indian food at a very specific restaurant.
Upper Crust and the political divide
The source of overpriced pizza for a vast swath of yuppies across Massachusetts has filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy. I suppose it was just a matter of time. Now, for those of you with memory as good as mine*, that means that the company Kelly and I don’t like much anyway because of the way they treat their employees** is having yet more problems.
*That is code for my memory is actually pretty bad. Awful, in fact.
**And their prices. And their terrible tomato sauce.
I am not a baker
And wow, is that a good thing. Not only can I not bake well, I cannot even decorate baked goods well. Evidence to follow.
Bear Hug Pizza Man sees boom in business
I read this story, and it actually made me feel pretty good. I am happy for the guy. Call it karma, or good deeds going rewarded, or the golden rule, or whatever you want, just one spontaneous act of friendly positivity, and now the guy has had all sorts of goodness visited back on him. Bravo, sir. I particularly like how the attempts by some angry bitter people to destroy this man and his business have not really had any effect. In fact, they seem to have caused a huge reaction in the other direction. I hope for his sake, things stay good. Be well, Mr. Van Duzer.
-Geoff
Serendipity and Portuguese Food
Yesterday I wore a polo/tennis type shirt with a Portuguese flag as the logo on the chest. Kelly got it for me as a birthday present this year. I wore it to work because those kinds of short sleeve shirts are a lot more comfortable for me. Anyway, near the end of the day a visitor walked up to me and asked me if I was Portuguese and could speak the language.
Turns out that I am half Cylon
Yeah, I know what you are thinking. “Um, Geoff, what are you talking about?”
Well, I have definitive proof that the Cylons, at least the ones from Earth, were Portuguese. No wonder we were such great explorers for so long.
The Books are Taking Over... 