To make an egg cream is to take a stand. Not a stand in favor of refreshing, chocolaty drinks—everyone is in favor of that. An egg cream is such a drink, but it’s also an embodiment of the kind of endless argument that Jews love to engage in. Chocolate syrup first? Milk first? What proportions? […]
It’s always disappointing to see cooking myths repeated by people who should be skeptical enough to know better. Partly it’s worrisome because it makes me wonder which fictions I believe. The biggest myth in cooking is the one about searing meat. You know, “searing meat seals in the juices.” This is totally, provably false, and Harold […]
We got some frozen wild huckleberries at the market today and had some at lunch. I put Iris’s berries on her plate and mine in a bowl. Iris promptly grabbed my spoon and started eating berries out of the bowl. I said, “Iris, your huckleberries are on your plate. May I have my bowl and spoon […]
Laurie is out of town this weekend, so I am in charge of Iris. I just put her to bed and am enjoying a very adult nightcap of madeira with pirate-themed M&Ms. Luckily, I didn’t have to go it alone today. I had some new magazines to guide me. Just in case you thought I was […]
You know how a certain chain calls its employees “sandwich artists”? I think Iris fancies herself a sandwich artist. Here is the evidence: Sorry for the blurry photo, but aren’t crime scene photos always blurry? This is the result of Iris taking a few bites of her grilled cheese, then carefully eating the toasted exterior of […]