BasilandFig

Dear Wilmington,

You’re welcome.  I’ve just found the greatest food combination ever: French-fry pizza.  Really.

It’s like a combination of cheese fries and pizza—or, the greatest drunk food in the world.  And I wasn’t even drunk when I ate it!

Of course, you can only get such a thing from a place that serves both pizza and French [...]

Me: So is there really a band named Spinal Tap?

My Guy: No, this movie is a spoof.

Me: No, I mean I know that.  But it’s not based on a real band or anything?

My Guy: No, it’s all fake.

Me: But I feel like I’ve seen an album from Spinal Tap before.

My Guy:  Well they did put [...]

It is late fall.

A couple of weeks ago we had our first hard freeze, which came earlier than last year’s but later than, on average, it’s supposed to.

Just before the freeze the tuberose bloomed, an eye-level flower spike of dusty pink and nearly sickly-sweet blooms.

The ginger lilies bloomed, too, and late one evening when we [...]

I only recently stumbled across the idea of putting oatmeal into smoothies and I have to say, it totally blew my mind.  Adding a whole grain?  To a drink?  It’s more delicious than it sounds.

The first time I made this, I found out (the hard way) that my blender wasn’t quite up to the task [...]

Dear OXO,

You disgust me.

I used to really love you, you know.

I mean, I didn’t love you enough to buy dozens of your click-y containers because listen, they’re kinda overpriced, but I did buy one when it was on sale and I had a coupon and a gift card.  I like your containers enough that I [...]

This may come as no surprise to most of you, but I am a sucker for a good deal.

So a few weeks ago when the grocery store had wild-caught east coast shrimp for $5.99 a pound, I had to get some.

Now, if you are even the least bit squeamish, I urge you to never buy [...]

My Guy:  When are you gonna get some new jeans?

Me: What’s wrong with these jeans?  These are my nice jeans.

My Guy:  Yeah, but they’re about 8 inches too short.  The flood is in New Jersey, you know.

Me: What?

My Guy: Your pants look like high-waters.  It looks like you’re trying to wade through a flood.  Maybe [...]