Happy Halloween! Am I dressing up? I’m not dressing up. I’m continuing in the grand tradition of exempting myself from holidays and social interaction by drinking cider, eating candy, and watching Twin Peaks in bed. Compare this to last year’s Bobcat Goldthwait/pumpkin crêpe and 2011’s Kubrick/leftover slices of cake marathon and you’ve got yourself a trend.
Month: October 2013
New Ratings!
The final surprise- for now!
New numbers, as bittersweet as the M&M’s that preceded them. I’m no longer a freshman in college, I no longer use a flip phone as a camera, and you’re no longer ambling through the wilderness. You’re here. I am, too. Albeit, I am using Microsoft Paint, but the Futura and snazzy gradients negate that, right?
I’ll just say what you’re all thinking: I’m practically the Wes Anderson of food.
Hello, world.
Well, here’s the new and improved Foodette Reviews! Dillinger and I worked all afternoon to get it over to independent hosting and work out the kinks in a theme. I made the switch over to WordPress, too. Blogger was slow and just looked clunky. This isn’t perfect, but it’s a damned good start.
See what we did, and what we’re going to do after the jump! Continue reading “Hello, world.”
Mi Tierra and the Existential Slump
My heart and stomach ache today. It was dark last night, unusually brisk. We took a long drive and dreamed of food. We had a happy night. On the way back, I was crying. It happened so fast. If I’d just known, I kept thinking to myself, what if I’d just paused the last time and pulled into the driveway to say hello?
(Photo Credit: Kathy Ford)
30Boltwood at the Lord Jeffrey Inn, Amherst, MA
Good meals out can be tantamount to good lovers. There are decent, steadfast ones, stupendous, short-lived affairs, and the reliable favorites you stick with time after time.
And then there are the meals that make you crave a cigarette. Continue reading “30Boltwood at the Lord Jeffrey Inn, Amherst, MA”Taste of the Union: Fall Bites
Womp womp, when was the last time I did one of these awesome round-ups? Probably around the same time Pandora thought it was appropriate to play ‘Hey There Delilah,’ which it’s doing right now. This time, it’s a little different- I have a mix of gluten-free products that I’ll give numerical ratings to, just like my big features, but…smaller. Think of it as the specialty food equivalent of GrubGrade’s First Looks or TIB’s Quick Reviews. Interspersed through this will be some recipes I’ve recently made that I’m particularly proud of.
October 2013 Update and News
Hello, readers,
I thought it might be nice to give you an idea as to how things are going in the great, wonderful world of Foodette, and tell you what’s on tap for the upcoming season. As you know, I’m always reaching and striving to make this website a better experience for you, so for the next month, I’ll be featuring a poll so that I can better narrow the scope of the site and focus on what you want to read- tell me what you like. Do you miss my more specialty-oriented foods? Would you like to see more lifestyle information, like decor and fashion, on this blog? Are you keen on hearing more about my foray into a gluten-free diet? How about more recipes? Continue reading “October 2013 Update and News”
75th Annual March of Dimes Gala, Simsbury, CT
One question I commonly receive by querulous passersby on the road is, “Foodette, what did you do before you were a food writer?” they say, their eyes quivering with the anticipated thoughtful brevity of my response. “Before your brilliance was unleashed upon the masses, what was your life like?” they utter, fingering my fine dress shirt and sniffing my potent, curated combination of Comme des Garcons and Diptyque.
“Well,” I tell them, exuding pure swag,
“I was a baby.” Continue reading “75th Annual March of Dimes Gala, Simsbury, CT”
Annie’s Rice Pasta and Cheddar
Today is just a good day to celebrate being an adult. What’s that, you ask? Well, over my carefully prepared lunch of gluten-free Easy Ma-er, Annie’s Rice Pasta and Cheddar in individual cups, I’ll tell you. It all started this morning, when I woke up after a mild-mannered evening of Thai food, Riesling, and more backepisodes of Pokemon than I care to mention, with the Bedfellow. I woke up realizing that not only had I planned early enough to get some early notes done for class that morning, but that I’d also spent the better part of the evening cleaning my floors and ranting about party etiquette. Why don’t people know how to RSVP? Adult problems, people.
Continue reading “Annie’s Rice Pasta and Cheddar”
Fuji’tude Juice
I went to sleep with two bottles of Riesling and now there’s Riesling on my breath and when I got out of bed this morning, my mouth was dry and by mistake, I banged my head on the headboard and tripped over my Birkenstocks and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad hangover. At breakfast, the Bedfellow ate a Cortland apple and my Facebook friends posted photos of delicious brunch, but all I had was a cup of black coffee before I started to feel queasy. I think I’ll move to Paris and stop drinking. At the gym, I could only do twenty minutes on the elliptical and heave the kettle ball once before my stomach started hurting and the pretty people looked at me in the pretty gym clothes. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad hangover. I don’t even know why they call them kettle balls.
