Every time I travel to Europe, I am consistently amused by the warning signs I encounter (as far as entertainment value, they rank up there with Italian television, which is no small feat. TV shows in Italy make no sense and often include dance interludes with women in tiny dresses. Chauvinism has never been more hilarious). In…
We were walking near La Rambla in Barcelona when we saw this sign: – For those of you who, like me, speak absolutely no real German (and are nearly fluent in fake German, but have been forbidden to speak it because your husband deems it “offensive and really, really wrong”), allow me to translate. It…
It’s Valentine’s Day, and I’m sure a lot of you are prematurely wincing in anticipation of the sappiness I’m about to post. Those of you who truly plan ahead might have even placed a trash can at your feet, so that when you projectile vomit from the sheer adorability that is me and my husband,…
Just a reminder kids, that vanity will get you nowhere. It’s why Charlize Theron got an Oscar after shaving off her eyebrows.
I am truly excited to have the new site design up (it was created by the lovely and talented Kimberly Coles, who I highly recommend). There are currently a few bugs in the system that we are working through (a result of my dev team integrating WordPress with Kimberly’s design, which is a complicated process.…
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, which means that we only have a few more days before all those delicious conversation hearts go on sale for 75% off. I know. I can’t wait, either. I’m basically just biding away the hours until then. Here are some links that helped me kill time this week.…
I loved carnivals in my youth. I loved the way cheap outdoor lighting reflected onto hay cast that world in sepia tones. I loved the smell of the air – of grease and old wood and cotton candy. There would be twinkling lights, and music, and rides. Enormous, horribly-constructed stuffed animals hung above the rigged…
This post was supposed to go up last night, but it didn’t. Why? Because last night my husband came returned from his most recent overseas jaunt, and the evening was destined to be spent eating chocolate-chip ginger banana bread on the couch while catching up on The Daily Show. Clearly, I am a woman with…
I like to think of myself as a reasonably intelligent person. Oh, stop laughing. I said reasonably. Yes, I’ve hopped on trains with absolutely no idea where I was going, and it once took me three days to get to the Presidio from downtown San Francisco via public transportation (I could have made it there faster…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Paperback Available March 11th
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