Month: January 2006

Good little consumers…

George Dubya woulda been proud of us this weekend. Yep, we heeded his 9/11 rallying cry (“Go out and shop!) with Midwestern abandon this weekend. Meaning, the lady friend and I (and her visiting parents) went out to eat Friday…

Freezer jam port sauce

See all those jars? That’s all strawberry freezer jam, friends. It just might take me years to consume all that. Not that it’s bad—it’s quite delicious, actually. But I don’t eat jam with any regularity, and this stuff, being freezer…

And we’re back…again

Oh, that lovely combination of electrical-leading-to-computer meltdown and magazine deadlines. That’s what I get for living in a 108 year-old building. I can’t even blame the landlord. I own my own flat. (I’m not bragging that I own a place.…

Central Avenue buffet lines

Look at that plate o’ grub. That’s from the Crescent Moon Bakery’s Friday buffet. I’m not exactly sure what all that stuff was, except for the gyro meat. The yellow pile was a tasty cauliflower something, and green/brown pile a…