August 2011
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“Certainly bitter emotions can fuel art—all kinds of emotions do. But one is...”
– Lorrie Moore
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needsmoresalt said: can you share your hashbrown secrets?
I went mostly by this recipe, though with about half the quantity of potatoes and a 6-inch cast-iron skillet. I also may have used twice as much butter, but I wasn’t measuring so it doesn’t count.
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Go A Little Overboard With The Pre-Irene Shopping?
chiaraatik:
I think I made, like, 6 trips to my bodega on Friday and Saturday, “just to be on the safe side” in terms of non-perishables.
So now I literally have a cupboard full of ramen and pop-tarts.
To combat this, I asked Lukas Volger to come up with some recipes that could incorporate my non-perishables.
[Top Ramen Salad and Deep Fried Pop-Tarts: Recipes For Post-Irene]
Post-irene...
My bathtub drain doesn’t work properly. So much for The Road.
It’s also fortuitous that I haven’t taken my recycling out for ages. All those empty wine bottles are now full of water. I know, really smart.
Reasons why living alone is the best: Everything
Reasons why living alone is the worst: Natural disasters, and the threat thereof
Is Frank Bruni Biased Toward Paula Deen?
ruthbourdain:
I noticed something odd about Frank Bruni’s headshot when reading his latest op-ed column.
I’m not saying he’s definitely under Paula Deen’s influence, but look what happens when you zoom in on his collar. Isn’t that sort of strange?
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WatchOkay, done.
WatchI guess this is what happens when I elect to neither drink nor work nor socialize: more dramatic readings of comments from food blogs.
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WatchIt doesn’t have to be just the cigarette you use to illustrate your point. You can use your Bic lighter, too.
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Asking “Can I wear this to go buy ice cream?” as you look in the mirror, at this hour, and on this night of the week, is a sign of either getting very near to the brink or having fully surpassed it.
Ever since I was having trouble remembering how to spell “Artisanal” and I figured out that it’s just “Art Is Anal,” fancy food has been forever corrupted.
