– I arrived at Oyster House long after the lunch rush, which is one of the advantages of traveling eastward – by the time you are hungry, everyone else has eaten. It came recommend to me by our friend Nora, with whom we were staying. “It’s really good,” she said. “And don’t worry – they have…
The thing about being married to a nine-year-old-boy who’s trapped in the body of a 34-year-old man is this: you are the only one that really knows him. – See, he’s done a pretty good job concealing the fact that, at heart, he’s still nine-years-old. He’s been hiding it from everyone for the past (counts…
– One thing that has always struck me about the northeast United States is how many darn town squares there are. You can’t walk more than a few blocks without running right into some sort of old, well-laid-out public park. I figure it’s a hold-out from colonial times, when you needed public areas like that…
Happy November, everyone. And yes, I know: Halloween is over. But much of these links still pay homage to that spooky and wonderful holiday (and they’re perfectly suitable for the Day of the Dead, too). Plus, if you are anything like me, you are nursing quite the candy hangover, and are presently trying to figure…
I have a deadline tomorrow, and I’m caught between working on the project that’s due, freaking out that the project is due tomorrow, and then wasting time surfing the internet because I can’t seem to focus on the project that is OMG DUE TOMORROW. So that’s why I didn’t really get a post up today.…
– Last week, my friend Danny emailed me about writing a guest post for the blog. This delighted me, because it meant that I’d get to spend today eating cookie bars and watching daytime television. Also, I got to read something that Danny had written, which is pretty wonderful in and of itself. He’s written…
I am climbing the stairs up and out of the subway, and before I even reach street level, I know: I’m lost. There are only two subway lines in Philadelphia, and I’ve managed to get on the wrong one. There’s plenty of amusement to be found in the situation (seriously, how the hell did I…
Do you ever have those mornings where you find yourself spray painting a fake ax guitar for your husband’s Halloween costume, and thinking that maybe, just maybe, you’ve outgrown this whole Halloween thing? That perhaps adulthood means that you don’t get dressed up in silly outfits and binge on two pounds of candy every October…
– We spent a week in Philadelphia, and halfway through our trip someone asked me what I thought of it. We were in a neighborhood bar, dark and cozy, the breed of which sadly does not exist in my town. Everyone knew everyone by name, and no one seemed to give a damn about tabs…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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