Month: June 2012

What’s Wrong With Scottish Bank Notes?

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Jun 12, 2012

Dear London, This is just kind of hurtful: – I mean, I realize that Scottish notes are easier to counterfeit and all, but really? You aren’t accepting them at all? What about if some adorable Scottish boy wants to ride public transportation and only has Scottish notes? DO YOU REALIZE THAT YOU ARE DEPRIVING GOOD,…

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Pitch Be Crazy (or How I Respond to PR Emails)

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Jun 12, 2012

As a writer, I am constantly concerned that something big might escape my notice, and when a new social trend is born, when something of cultural significance occurs, I will emerge from a bathroom that smells of methane and will ask the masses: What did I miss? And they will roll their eyes and feel…

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The Brooklyn Flea Market

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Jun 11, 2012

There are locations and happenings that, in my mind, hold a sort of mythical status. They are things which I’ve long heard and read about, and if I am truly lucky, if my life is as truly charmed as I believe it to be, I am able to see them. The list is long and…

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The Week: June 8, 2012

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Jun 8, 2012

It’s been a slow week here on the blog – forgive me for that. It’s been an insanely busy week in my life, and I suspect the two are related. A lot happened this week that I absolutely MUST tell you about. But for now, you’ll just have to settle for the links. ————— Ray…

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Ettal Abbey, Germany

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Jun 4, 2012
Posted in: Attractions

– Rand and I did not realize what the building was when we first came across it. We were heading to Linderhof castle in Bavaria, and when we saw the giant green dome emerge between the mountains, lovely and imposing, we figured that was it. It was only once we were inside that we realized…

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The Week: June 1, 2012

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Jun 1, 2012

It was a dark week here in my hometown. We’ve had more shootings in the last six months than we had in all of 2011. The last rampage (which ended in the shooter killing himself) happened in my and Rand’s old neighborhood of Roosevelt. It has me questioning the safety of my quiet little burg,…

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On Instagram @theeverywhereist

  • Crazy sky on my morning walk, and despite a childhood spent in Florida, it took me a while to realize that rumbling sound was thunder. I made it back just a few minutes before it started pouring down.
  • Look at these perfect little fuckers my husband ordered for me. Thanks, @emeraldpalate for the recommendation. So excited to try these. #notanad
  • Made a thing. Apple berry ginger. It bubbled onto the crust. It always does that. I need to figure that part out. Fewer vents, I think.
  • Ugh, hard same, gems. Hard same.

Watching this sweet show made lockdown a little easier. #stevenuniverse #stevenuniversefuture
  • It is the apex of privilege that I can walk around my neighborhood, face covered, and know that no one will think twice about it. Trying to be more aware of that privilege, and how I can use it for good. But even talking about it feels self-congratulatory. #irunwithmaud
  • When Alison Roman says to put her slow roasted salmon on a bagel, you do it. This was just lovely.
  • This is the team up I've been waiting for. ❤️❤️❤️
  • Had a video podcast call today. Host joked that the dress code was formal. Challenge accepted. (I've never had the chance to wear this dress out.)
  • Make Kouign Amann, they said. It'll be easy, they said. You definitely won't set off two smoke alarms, they said. #quarantinebaking #kouignamann #instadesserts
  • Would I go so far as to call myself a baking genius? Yes. Yes, I would. 😅

My family is from the south, so we would call this pizza bianca ("white pizza) - and nobody really made it at home. But I became obsessed with it when we went to Genoa, and Rand and I seek out whenever we're in Liguria. We may have canceled our Italy trip, but I'll be damned if I'm not eating all the carbs. #saminnosrat #focaccia #saltacidfatheat

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