For a significant period in the sort-of recent past, before I had children, I managed to get exercise in both the course of the day, by walking or biking to work, and by stopping at a gym on the way home. The facility was always mostly a sports medicine and orthopedic treatment center, and … More Everything I know about cooking I learned at the gym
Generally, if I have to cook, I would just prefer to cook alone, so in the same way that convenience stores use classical music to scatter loitering teens, I occasionally use music to drive people out of the kitchen, or to create a din so that I don’t know they’re there. I also try to … More The Proper Music for Cooking
Once, driving south on I-95, I saw a truck with the sign “Start to Finish Remodeling.” The traffic was stop-and-go, so I encountered the truck five or six times. The first time, I thought, “That’s a good business name. Direct and simple.” But then as I saw the truck over and over, I began to … More Dump-lings
There was a period of time in 2011 when I became convinced that I needed medicinal food. I had had a sinus infection for more than three months, and it was so intense that my face creaked like an old cellar door if I threw off the balance of the junk inside my head by … More Disposall-Ready Thai Chicken Soup
2010 Pesto is one of those things that seemed super fancy when I was a teenager, and then for a while I insisted on making it myself, and then later I learned it was not ever supposed to be heated and is not, Pat Kiley, a serve-hot-over-ziti situation. These days, it most often appears on … More PESTO
2013 The baby is in a chair, gnawing on a rubber giraffe, and the toddler is, with my reluctant approval, watching tv on my laptop. She laughs out loud and talks back to Diego, Dora’s cousin, so at least it’s not a totally passive experience, and she is learning about tapirs so it seems okay, … More TACOS?