Archive for June, 2006

Killa tortilla

Thursday, June 8th, 2006

I think I’ve come up with a new way to kill a conversation. I’ll wait until someone mentions flour tortillas, and then I will say, “You know, I make my own flour tortillas.” “Wait, wait!” I will say. “It’s not like beating your clothes on rocks! Besides, I’ll bet you’re in on that needlepoint craze.” […]

Bathtime antics

Tuesday, June 6th, 2006

Tonight at bathtime… Iris (while I was flicking suds at her): You throwin’ mashed potatoes at me? Later, she picked up some suds in her little red barrel. “That’s a creamy head!” Then she made what sounded like her usual fake-snoring noise. “Are you snoring?” I asked. “No, I’m drinking the beer.” She nudged her […]

One last hack

Sunday, June 4th, 2006

Naturally I left off my favorite hack in that pizza hacks post. How do you get your pizza from the peel onto the stone? Most people answer: Coat the peel liberally with flour, semolina, or cornmeal, give it a jerk, and pray. But there’s a much easier way. Put a piece of parchment paper on […]

R&G after hours

Saturday, June 3rd, 2006

I realize it’s the height of narcissistic blog behavior to post about a dream you had, so I’ll make this a best-of, and I’ll keep them short. I don’t remember my dreams very often, and when I do, they’re usually scary or dull. Every once in a while, though, I’ll wake up giggling and annoy […]

Smokehouse blues

Friday, June 2nd, 2006

Parents, don’t give your kids the good stuff. Stick to junk food. Otherwise, this could happen to you. Last night I was rereading a great little essay by Lucian K. Truscott IV about pancakes. It appears in Best Food Writing 2003. Basically the piece is just about Truscott making pancakes for his daughter and son, […]