Wanna know what I dig most about end-of-summer grubbing? Helloooo, O U T S I D E O N C E A G A I N. The humidity has mostly vanished, the temperatures are crisping up, and picnics don’t sound so terrible and dreadful and disgusting and stabby and horrible and awful anymore. Yay! I […]
I don’t really know why I call it Thai. The coconut? The coconut! This is a quick lunch that I’ve been making for a few months now, and it never occurred for me to put it on the blog until semi recently when my noggin woke up from a ding dong coma. DUH, you guys […]
It’s Health Food Thursday! Because that’s a totally real thing that I just made up right now three seconds ago. This is a Greek Lentil and Tuna salad, yewguyz. And I’m kind of flipping out over it. A little while back I was chitty chat chattin’ with you about what you’d like to see more […]
Let’s have a teaaaa pah-teh! I can’t get my recent Notting Hill tea party experience out of my head. Matter of fact, every night I’m like, “Aaron, let’s watch Notting Hill! I need to be transported back.” And he’s like, “Let’s seeee, do I feel like swimming into a boat motor today.” (I’ll let you […]
It’s spring! It’s not spring. I’ll tell you what, though. It’s felt like spring for about four straight days. How is it possible that KC has had 60-degree weather in the middle of January? It’s either just a beautifully lucky fluke in the meteorological undulation, orrrr we’re all going to die. So while we try […]
Weely weely excited about today, you guys. Too early in the morning for puns? I hope so. SO, in my make believe world, Catherine McCord and I are the bee of effs, and we spend long afternoons on an enormous wrap-around porch, discussing lip gloss, organic belly butters and ways to trick our kids into […]
Ohhhhhh good heavens. “What did she DO?” “I have absolutely no idea.” “I mean, what the donk IS that thing? Is that some sort of chip coating on the outside?” “I can’t see it. My eyeballs still hurt.” “Should we tell her her trash is showing?” “It won’t help.” I know. I know. BUT HARK. […]
