Thank you all for coming.
Now if everyone could please take their seats. That would be. Well. Mandatory. But nice. It would also be nice.
We’re all foodies here, right?
So when I tell you that, upon discovering fiddlehead ferns at my local Whole Foods, I bought them. Went home.
And promptly took 44 pictures of them.
You won’t laugh, right?
Promise you won’t laugh.
Fact.
I own a pair of hot pink tights.
Fact.
Yesterday I wore my hot pink tights. I wore them to class. Then I wore them home. Then I wore them while baking these muffins.
A lot of really good things come in layers.
Cakes.
Ball gowns.
Rainbow cookies.
Neapolitan ice cream.
The last time I protested something. Was in high school. Junior year.
We held a sit-in because we felt our rights as students were being infringed upon (Rights? Huh? Yes, we were brimming with entitlement.) Although, I have to say, it was more fun than anything else. We sat around in an unruly mass. On the 2nd floor. Chanting.
Those were the days.
Then, of course, there was the walk-out the year before. Most people walked out to protest the war in Iraq (we were down the block from City Hall and there was a HUGE rally going on that day…so maybe what we were really protesting was our principal not giving us the day off to protest. Hmmm.)
Or, you know. Maybe some of us didn’t attend the rally at all. And walked out so we could exercise our right to go sit in the park all day. And. Think about why we disagreed with the war in Iraq. More of a vow of silence mental protest kind of thing. What. If it’s good enough for Gandhi…
The Roman Empire, although largely known for its military prowess. Was also a society of invention. It brought us aqueducts.
Our current calendar. (Leap years included.)
Christianity (so they are who I have to thank for all of this Catholic guilt).
Modern neo-classic and Byzantine architecture (ummmm right….).
Astrology.
Tax collection (how that of all things withstood the Barbaric invasions, I will never understand. You would think it could have fallen off the truck somewhere along the way…or been shoved off. Forcefully. Now if only I could just figure out how to go back in time…).
Welcome to Eats Well With Others, where we take a vegetable-and-cupcake laden approach to life (always with a bit of laughter on the side)!
Summer
