Chapter 20: Lovers’ Compote Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 6. Chapter 7. Chapter 8. Chapter 9. Chapter 10. Chapter 11. Chapter 12. Chapter 13. Chapter 14. Chapter 15. Chapter 16. Chapter 17. Chapter 18. Chapter 19.      Here’s a delightful recipe for all you love birds, perfect for those quiet evenings at home:      Take two pieces of ripened fruit and heat them slowly, ten to

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The best thing about father’s day is the smile on your son’s face as he presents you with the gift he’s spent all week putting together with his own tiny little hands. The worst thing is having actually to eat homemade mud cake iced with Elmer’s Paste and sprinkled with fire ants, gnats, and mites.* Which does not, I assure you, taste like chicken. *an Atkin’s-friendly™ dish

Does my pointing to this make me an “anti-semitism pimp”?* — or simply an anti-anti-Zionism pimp? Because it’s getting difficult for me to tell the difference these days… **** anti-semitism pimping update: Laissez mes personnes partir.

“Foolin’ around, hitting the town, growing my hair…” **** courtesy Climax Blues Band. All rights reserved.*

Soapbox derby racing with “Dusty,” the cardboard and balsa wood General Lee Operation! Reigniting my love affair with the Claussen dill pickle spear Putting to rest that pesky pi problem once and for all Dwarf bowling Working on anagrams to the phrase “The Saudis are our allies, I swear it!” Baking cupcakes; impatiently eating icing straight from the can Purchasing Vermont, returning it to the Hippies Eating cupcakes Feeling the

Chapter 19: Home Cooking Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 6. Chapter 7. Chapter 8. Chapter 9. Chapter 10. Chapter 11. Chapter 12. Chapter 13. Chapter 14. Chapter 15. Chapter 16. Chapter 17. Chapter 18.      Just after dinner, Liz and I gathered our things and said goodbye to Robin and Roger. It probably would’ve been more polite of us to wait and say goodbye face

Angel hair pasta tossed in a light dill cream sauce Mulch Haricots verts Gustav Flaubert’s Madame Bovary The United Colors of Benetton* Argyle sweater vests / dress socks Che Guevara’s coffin The Massachusetts Department of Social Services Andrew Sullivan*

Take seven large eggs and the quartered heart of an adult bison and puree with 8 oz. of heavy cream, two tablespoons butter, and two cups shelled pistachio nuts. Sprinkle with nutmeg, black pepper, and shaved parmesan cheese. Top with a healthy dollop of sour cream. Serve in a tall glass with a side of steamed cauliflower. So. 5 lbs. gone, 10 lbs. to go — though I’d be lying

From the New York Post’s Eric Fettman: The opening night of next month’s Democratic convention in Boston is set to feature an emotional party tribute to hometown hero Ted Kennedy, who has served in office longer than every other senator but one. Guess no one at the Democratic National Committee took a close look at the calendar: That July 26 salute to Teddy just happens to coincide with . .