I spent all weekend baking and cooking. And I mean ALL weekend; I went organic food shopping on Friday night, and then to the local markets and specialty shops on Saturday. I think I was in the kitchen for about 8 hours on Saturday, watching the fourth season of Dexter–so good despite the family theme–while recreating some of the dishes I had eaten in France: ratatouille, wine-soaked fennel, crespeou, and cassis creme brulee, to name only a few. I loved using that mini-blow torch to melt the vergeoise sugar while shouting ‘fire!,’ ‘fire!’ like Beavis on Beavis and Butthead, Continue reading
‘I’m going to show you what pain is all about,’ joked my delightful young trainer today as she loaded the leg press machine with 230 pounds. Continue reading
‘I have something to say, and I’m not leaving until I’ve said it.’ Glower, close-up, cut to commercial. I used to watch afternoon soap operas which featured pouty-lipped female characters making such confrontational announcements. I have long waited for an opportunity to take up this assertive stance, but my personal and professional lives are amazingly free of drama. So I will have to settle for writing it here. After all, this blog is about self-expression, right? Wrong. Continue reading
I used to hate being called a girl. ‘I am a woman, dammit. A girl is less than 16 years old.’ But now I like the term and use it regularly, hoping to reclaim it. Oh no, I am endorsing a 1990s consumer invention called girl power. Must repress painful memories of the Spice Girls. Shudder. Just in case any old men are reading this blog, you are still not allowed to call me or any other woman a girl. And if, god forbid, you are that type of presumptuous old guy who thinks that he has the right to talk to all women younger than him–at the gym, the supermarket, in line at Shopper’s Drugmart–making stupid jokes while always expecting a friendly response, I am here to say ‘stop that you wizened jackass because we owe you nothing.’ Furthermore, if you demand that I ‘smile’ I will cut you. But I digress. Continue reading
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