Waffles
"Some days I feel like playing it smooth, and some days I feel like playing it like a waffle iron."
—Raymond Chandler, “Trouble Is My Business”
"Some days I feel like playing it smooth, and some days I feel like playing it like a waffle iron."
—Raymond Chandler, “Trouble Is My Business”
For DJ Paul V's book Born This Way, we snagged a number of glittering celebrity contributors. But Congressman Barney Frank was by far my favorite. I am still starstruck.
Over on Yellow Pig Day, I wrote a recipe for a salty sweet snack mix that combines popcorn, candy corn, and corn nuts. Add Doritos and a metric ton of sprinkles, and you've got yourself a treat.
Karen Onoroto dreamed up Yellow Pig Day as a daily collaborative art project celebrating all of the strange national holidays that we have here in the good ol' U.S. of A. Read the story I wrote for Newspaper Carrier Day here.
My mother's mother was named Alora. She was a Wave in WWII, a physical and occupational therapist who helped veterans find new skills to work around their disabilities, and later a farm wife who wore red lipstick. I don't know too much about her because she died years ago, on my mother's sixteenth birthday.
So my mom gave me her name as my middle name, and I named my daughter after her--and after myself.
Alora is 9.5 months old, and she slept in a tent for the first time last weekend. It was marvelous.
This blog will be a sporadically kept scrapbook for me, for us, for collecting recipes and photos and stories and occasionally a few personal news flashes.