May 2012
26 posts
Last night I went to see Joel Stein speak about his new book. For me, the chance to meet Joel Stein was like what aspiring actresses must feel like when they meet Meryl Streep or chefs when they meet Thomas Keller or other dogs when they meet Rosie.
I was ridiculously excited. However, I felt that it was important that I walked the fine line between appearing to be an avid fan and appearing to be...
Speaking the Truth
Me: It just made me sad, you know? I mean, I'm concerned I'm going to end up in a nursing home alone, never having married and with no kids to help take care of me.
Jenn: That's not going to happen.
Me: Really? Why do you think that?
Jenn: Because by the time you're that age, you'll have so many dachshunds, there's no way they'll let you in a nursing home with all of them.
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4. Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice. —Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (1967; trans. Gregory Rabassa)
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Love this list. Also, randomly, I’m reading this book for the...
Farm Dinner
Ever since I edited an article about Outstanding in the Field a year or so ago, I wanted to go to one of the farm dinners that have become so popular—long white table cloth covered tables, multi-course gourmet dishes served family style, and regional wine pairings all set among gardens providing the fare. I liked everything about that idea.
So, when I was invited to attend one hosted by one of my...
WatchI saw this guy for the first time a few months ago. No one else was around and I happened to see him pull up in front Alexandria’s Masonic Memorial to dance for like half an hour outside his car. When I told people about it, I sensed they didn’t believe me.
Then, I saw him again last week, just driving around the monument, music blaring and fist pumping out his window. He’s...
On Saturday afternoon I went with my roommate Jenn and her husband Joe (I realize that is confusing, just go with it) to take a peek inside a bunch of DC’s embassies. Once a year these embassies open up to the public.
I learned a lot during the experience—things like how annoying people waiting in line can be, and how badly (and inexplicably) the public wants to get a glimpse inside the...
“Remember, ‘No one’s more important than people!’ In other...”
– Julia Child, My Life in France
I’m in the middle of reading this book and becoming quite enamored with the famed chef. 