A Quarter-Pound, Please

There used to be a chain of grocery stores in town, whose only saving grace – for me, anyway – could be found in two dishes sold by their delicatessen:  Ham salad and cold, breaded chicken wings. The wings were good because of the breading – and honestly, because they were cold; I doubt that…

Venting

Having a day off means doing a lot of work. I have grading that has been accumulating – mainly because I scheduled three major exams in quick succession – and there were things around the house that could no longer be ignored.  I thought I’d be able to just sit back and relax a bit,…

Through the Looking Glass, pt. 2

Where did I leave off? Oh yeah . . . that pie . . . Well, my sister and I have a habit of sending each other recipes.  A few years ago, we were in the midst of a conversation and I mentioned that I have two African-American cookbooks, but neither were modern.  In fact,…

Through the Looking Glass

A month.  That’s how long I’ve been gone from here. A month. At one point, I was writing at least three times a week, but no more.  Gone are the days of me thinking that such a thing is even possible – why is that?  I have ideas, but I don’t have the energy or…

Back to Work

In the last month, school has started and I’ve slowly adapted to my “new normal.” Summer breaks are nice, but they’re largely “work at your own pace and on your own schedule,” so for someone like me who’s essentially a night owl (I love working at night), it’s hard to adjust back to the standard…

Be Cool

The end of the term has arrived, so why am I in such a funky mood? Last evening, I felt some painful pressure on my lower jaw, near the point of my chin.  It feels like an abscess, but I’m not certain.  I’ve got some pain in my lower lip and I can’t tell if…

Another Day, Another 78.5 Cents

I’m supposed to be writing a report right now, but I’m not interested in doing it.  That should be no surprise; my motivation for just about anything has sunk to such low levels that I might need two life-times for it to come back far enough for me to break even.  I don’t know what’s…

Brrr

It happened. That bone-chilling cold wind that comes to my neck of the woods (gee, thanks, Canada) that serves as Winter’s calling card, hit us today.  The thermometer said that it was in the high 30s, but my skin told me that was a blatant lie; it was probably in the low 20s.  Either way,…

WTH Fridays: Eating Out

The Little Woman sent me a text:  She and her best friend – a mutual friend, actually – were going to dinner.  This was a polite way of telling me that I would have to fend for myself, a situation that did not bother me in the least, considering that I’m the household chef. Now,…

Today’s Special

Right now, mainly because I haven’t done much this summer, I have a small surplus of cash. And, in accordance with Newton’s Third Law of Extra Money, it must be spent on things of little value before I do something stupid – like save it. I’m at a good point in life.  I mean, save…

Getting Ready

Ever just wish that you could disconnect your arms from your body before bed?  You know, just unplug them from your torso, place them on the bedroom dresser, and have a good night’s rest? No? Then clearly you don’t know the wonderment one experiences when you’ve awakened and learned that you’ve spent the entire night…

Another Bag, Please

Last week, I happened to take a trip to Port Washington, Wisconsin. That place sounds familiar, but you’re not sure why, you say? Well, it’s where these guys live:     I would say that I was sorely disappointed that there’s no amusement park there, but I already knew that; the park shown in the…