Sometimes I wonder…
…how I get myself into these positions. Then then I remember: because I’m arrogant, superior and argumentative. Duh. UPDATE: Reader Eric G. adds, helpfully: Don’t forget haughty! Thanks very much, Eric, I won’t.
READ ON…how I get myself into these positions. Then then I remember: because I’m arrogant, superior and argumentative. Duh. UPDATE: Reader Eric G. adds, helpfully: Don’t forget haughty! Thanks very much, Eric, I won’t.
READ ONAs if on cue after my post on MSG, the New York Times published this very interesting piece of work yesterday, about how most food allergies are actually imagined. Why, after all the grief I’ve received over my MSG post (which has included threats of violence, legal action and electronic subterfuge) would I put this […]
READ ONPrehistoric bread, evidently from about 3,500 years before Christ. Amazing how closely these petrified loaves resemble my own first attempts at bread in looks, and very probably taste and texture.
READ ONThis happens to me every so often. I wake up in a strange place, usually in the middle of the day, not remembering anything about where I’ve been or what I’ve been up to. Later I find out that I’ve been off on some sort of weird blogging bender. That seems to be what’s going […]
READ ONA Dutch painting from 1681 that depicts a baker selling, among other things, pretzels. As I mentioned back in January when I was blogging on the subject, the shape of the pretzel is a hotly debated subject. There is seemingly no end to the cock-and-bull stories that purport to explain it. Here, however, is some […]
READ ONSupposedly they’re called that because the sandy — or sablé, of which the World Peace Cookie is an example — was invented in the town of Sable-sur-Sarthe toward the end of the 17th Century. However I suspect the crumbly, vaguely gritty mouthfeel of the sandy also plays a part in the name. But what causes […]
READ ONKentucky Derby season! And this town is jumpin’. Take my derby picks with a grain of salt (cubical or flake, it’s really up to you), but I like Conveyance. That’s mostly because I find his generic, totally understated name hilarious. I half expect his jockey to be wearing silks with the olive drab stripes and […]
READ ONCall me skeptical that a mere cookie can solve our most intractable foreign policy problems, but heck, at this point I’d be willing to try just about anything. Chocolate-y, sweet and salty, they’re a guaranteed crowd pleaser at any international summit, piled in heaps next to the water pitchers on those long, shiny wood tables. […]
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